Saphira Dragon Novels & Stories

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

She felt her anger rising. "Calm down, love," Clara whispered, kissing her on the cheek. "HIM who?" Kira asked. Shane sighed, then looked at Shamira. She nodded reluctantly, so he continued. "Shamira seems destined to become the living incarnation of an ancient and very powerful dragon who grants his power to vampires every now and again when the world is in a time of great peril. That person inevitably faces severe trials before they come into their full potential, but even a little of the Shadow Wing's power is beyond most peoples' comprehension."

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.

Very soon at that. "Zephyr." She sang in her enthralling siren voice that reached out to caress my skin. The hall was becoming too hot and i felt like i would explode if she called my name one more time. I had heard of the true Sirens. We called them Enchantresses. Birds of the air and oceans with skins that lit up like stars depending on their moods and voices used to lure and trap their preys in the ocean right before they fed on them and killed them. They were feared for their ethereal beauty and their abilities to compel even the Fae without even trying. It went without saying that Fae compulsion never worked on them. They were creatures of freedom,like us dragons,and they were hated for

he growls, and my eyes widen. Fear coils through my body, and I gulp before nodding. "You are correct. I am of no value to him. The dragon who has her prefers the north side of the realm. His name is Dagahra. He is blue and vicious...I...please tell him I am sorry. I did it to save my sister. But it turned out to be a trick. Dagahra killed my sister almost a year ago. He has been lying to me. I hope you all save Sara. I didn't want this. My people hate war and death. We prefer life and nature. Most dragons are destructive monsters, but a few are nice. If you do save Sara...apologize to her for me, please. I believe her and I could have been friends if our situation was different," I whisper,

“I don’t believe any blue Slayer has managed to take control of a Kraken. Their abode is also too deep for the sound of any conch shell to reach. We—” Sasha was struck by a paroxysm of pain. “Sasha,” Aki said, “what’s wrong?” Sasha had doubled over gritting his teeth. Sweat beaded his forehead. “No no no no no,” Sasha muttered. “Not now.” “Are you all right?” Temujin asked. “No, I’m not,” Sasha said quickly, one of his eyes changing color from blue to a vertical green slit, making him look dicorus; two-pupiled. “I think the Kamu-wani dragon is taking over.”

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

“Oh, my god…” The Dragon picks his pace pulling the chains that's got my nipples trapped. “Keep those eyes on me and whatever you do don't make a sound,” How can I possibly not make a sound when he's teasing my clit and finger-fucking me right now? As damn good as I'm feeling I bite back my moans and focus my gaze on his blue eyes that are still icy with anger. “If you hate Virgins so much then why are you still doing this to me?” My voice was normal until the end when I half moaned out the rest of my sentence and the dragon didn't look pleased that I even spoke at all.

And he wanted to see her Dragon, the giant dragon, with different colour of eyes. "Ahhh!!" She screamed again, so much louder than before. Bone cracking echoing the whole atmosphere with the painful sound, Angelina watched in terrify. The scream stopped, and she shifted into a giant Golden Colored Dragon, having a face of camel, the horns of a stag, the eyes so beautiful of hot green colour, the body of a snake, the scale of a fish, the hair of a lion and the talons of a hawk. Her feet were of a werewolf. She has the half body of a wolf. She was so giant that she covered the whole backyard with her body. Her head touching up the sky. As she looked down at everyone. Everyone was scared and am