Saphira Dragon Novels & Stories

The effort to remain herself, to stay Thalindra the mother and the wife, became too much to bear. She let grief and anger took over as she watched the world through her dragon and did the last thing she ever thought she’d do again. She reached out into the void, into the ancient places she had spent years avoiding. "Father, help me please, I’m alive," she whispered into the air as her voice faded and her human features faded and Saphira her dragon stood in her place. The transformation was less of a physical change and more of an eruption. The woman who had been trying to hold her family together was gone, replaced by the sheer, terrifying scale of Saphira. The dragon didn't just take up spa

They laughed and walked away to go talk. Saphira walked to a table with drinks on it, took one, then turned to walk away when a scent hit her so hard, she stiffened and tried to find the source. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. She finally chalked it up to her imagination and turned to walk away but ran straight into a wall. When she looked up, she realized it wasn't a wall, but the most incredible man she had ever seen. He reached to touch her face, and she leaned into his touch. The sparks were enough to make her forget her manners completely until she heard the deepest voice she had ever heard, "My beautiful mate. Might I know your name and where you are from?" Saphira looked i

Together, we were a force of nature, an extension of one another as we dove and soared through the fray. Saphira’s roar resonated inside me, a declaration of war that echoed the battle’s ferocity. Her muscles coiled beneath my legs, and we twisted through the air, engaging our adversaries with a synergy that brought out the raw power within us. Each strike was fluid and precise—a dance of strength and strategy that blurred the lines between rider and dragon. Riding Saphira, I felt a strength I’d never known, as though every heartbeat was in sync with the rhythm of destiny itself.

In all its fury, it opens its mouth and unleashes his fire, immediately setting the packhouse the vampires occupied on fire. - Stop, I order you. - The vampire screamed. - Who are you to think you can command a red dragon? Creature of the night, I will destroy you. At the sound of these words, Saphira grabs her son and runs at her speed away from there, leaving Aurelius alone, who continued, in vain, to try to dominate Zog with his voice. The little fox approached Zog from the right and the daywalker from the left, but the vampire saw nothing. He didn't want to let that dragon get away, so he used all the hypnotizing power he had.

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

And then — it rose. A form unfurled out of the radiance, stretching massive wings that brushed the rafters, dissolving and reforming in sparks of molten silver. The creature’s body shimmered with scales that flickered between translucent crystal and ink-black shadow. Its eyes burned like twin stars — ancient, intelligent, protective. A dragon. Not fully corporeal, not yet, but real. Sierra staggered back, clutching her chest. “No—no, this isn’t—” The dragon lowered its head toward her, exhaling a breath that smelled like frost and lightning. Its voice wasn’t words but resonance, a vibration deep inside her bones.

Kizito yelled and stepped in front of Mirabel. "Out of my way!" Saphira yelled. Her eyes were slowly changing its colors to blue.. This isn't a good sign.. If I don't stop her now,she might do something she will regret later.. "You have to get a hold of yourself Saph.. What's happening to you?" Kizito asked.. "I said out of my way" she yelled and pushed kizito aside. To our surprise the push was so strong that kizito tumbled on the air multiple times before dropping..

When Sapphire was a baby she had been separated from her family for years. During that time she was unaware of her powers and lived like a beggar on the streets, without a name or a proper home in her human form. It was only when she met Lea that her powers were activated due to the soul bond they shared, transforming her into a dragon and revealing her true identity. Later on, when Lea discovered that her dragon friend had no name, she gave her the name 'Sapphire,' prompting Sapphire to cry like a baby.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.