Sci-fi Dragon Novels & Stories

He was just a twenty-year-old boy in a soot-stained tactical suit, exhausted to the marrow of his bones. I am just a man, Tristan thought, a profound sense of vertigo washing over him. I toppled the strongest fortress in the Western Reach with nothing but a bluff, a flare, and a pirate’s detonator. And her. He turned his head. Saoirse stood by the viewport, the morning sun catching the silver strands of her hair, turning them into threads of spun light. Her red leathers were scuffed, her breathing slow and measured as she gazed out over the harbor. Even standing still, she radiated an aura of untamed power. She was the Dragon. The last of a mythic lineage.

The dragons, proud and fierce in flight, Guard ancient truths and sacred rights. Their eggs are gems of breath and flame, Yet stolen now in power’s name. Ryuki How in the world did Skylar think she was going to leave her dragon? It’s impossible. Cyryl may not be able to fly yet, but there’s no way she’s going to allow Skylar to leave her. She may only be a hatchling, but that doesn’t mean she can’t and won’t call the thunder to war.

Spinning around April came face to face with the scariest sight she had ever seen. A giant forked tongued dragon loomed above her, his dark blue scales tinged with ice, and his sapphire eyes stared intently at her. As their eyes met April was transported back in time, to a world where the sands she stood on were a mass of volcanic activity, dragons bathed in the lava and cavorted with one another, free from the shackles and the binds of humans...

Mia said to Raj, “Hi Raj, lucky you were here! Where is Dane?” So she did know the arrogant bastard and was attracted to him. What the fuck? Andy thought. He would need to keep a close eye on her. He did not want her to be hurt again and Dr Raj looked like bad news. ****

Wind buffeted them, and Rurik stared across the Moscow skyline, searching for the building Charlotte was being held in. The hunters stumbled back as the massive flat roof suddenly got crowded. Three great dragons landed just yards away from them. They ranged in color from blue, to white, to green, their clawed feet scraping against the concrete. "Holy shit," Meg gasped. Rurik laughed. "The blue dragon is Grigori, the green dragon is Mikhail, and the white dragon is Piper, Mikhail's wife. Tie your gear to their legs. Anything you can't hold on to during flight." He glanced at Meg, who stared in awe at the snow-white dragon that was Piper. She reached up to touch her, and Piper bumped her hand

Dad shakes his head. “What about silver dragons,” asks dad. “You said to read about the six different types of dragons,” says Owen. “I said there are six different types aside from the silver dragons,” dad says with an annoyed look on his face. “I guess I will have to cover that part for you. Listen up cause I’m only going to go over this once. Silver dragons are silver in color however, when the light shines on them they tend to shimmer a pastel rainbow color which makes them look exceptionally beautiful. They can control all the elements and they are the only dragons that are able to transform into humans and have the ability to teleport. This is due to the original silver dragon’s mother

Yarsii grinned and exhaled heavily, feeling a receding tremor of tension disperse through his body, and a silver fog dissipates before his eyes. “Actually, I was just trying to help you,” Erto muttered. “Well, thanks, maybe you can explain something - what do you know about dragons?” "Dragons," the Vistolet spoke measuredly. “The strongest and most powerful beings in all the worlds. Reasonable, while completely devoid of such feelings as pity, regret, mercy, kindness. These are absolutely indifferent and cruel creatures. Their food is the energy absorbed from the living and non-living. If the dragon enters a new world, then, as a rule, such a world dies. It doesn't stop until it completely d

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Hundreds of normal dragons cannot compare to one dragon from the God Beast bloodline; these dragons are royalty among their kind. In Elizabeth's office… "Are you Elena's famillier?" Elizabeth questioned Sapphire who was sitting on the couch opposite her. "You know my master?" Sapphire asked surprisedly and thought, "Then why did not master want to reveal her identity?". Getting her answer Elizabeth turned to Allen standing at her side and said "Call Elle and Alisha". Allen said "Yes my dear queen" as he left. On the other side… "God I never thought I would have an opportunity to see a dragon from the God Beast Clan in real" Lilly spoke like an excited fan girl.