Sci-fi Dragon Novels & Stories

The dragon looked at his phoenix before taking off into the sky. The two soared high up above the clouds, flying beside each other. Alicia could not believe how wonderful and free it felt, flying beside her dragon. Her beautiful dragon. She was surprised when he spoke to her. They could understand each other’s thoughts when in beast form, and Alicia thought that was simply amazing.

Awe after. There was no gentle change. No soft bending from man to beast. Spiro’s human shape broke open under black scale and fire-shadow. His bones expanded with a grinding force that made my stomach tighten. Wings tore out, wide and powerful, shaking ash from the ground as they snapped open. His neck lengthened. His jaw reshaped. Horns rose dark from his skull. Black scales layered over him like armour forged from night and volcanic glass. When the dragon stood before us, the Outlands suddenly made more sense. Some creatures were built for this place. Spiro was one of them.

And as its head emerged from the chasm Every dragon present dropped to their knees. The First King bowed so low that its forehead touched the earth. Rhazion did the same. The dead Dragon Kings bowed. The living dragons bowed. Thousands upon thousands of dragons. All at once. Verath remained standing only because he was too stunned to move. Elara stared. The being that emerged was a dragon. But no dragon she had ever imagined. Its scales were black not the black of night, but of the endless space between stars.

They aren't rich or powerful enough to show up there, to fight for a share of the resources there, so this was their best and only option. Xasha did not know what was happening outside, nor did he care what random people had to say. A lot had happened over the last two years that he considered way more important. His Storm Dragon egg hatched, it was a beautiful green baby dragon, he had 4 arms, 4 wings and a long tail that looked like a snake but with metal spikes protruding from its back and running the length of his body. He was around 40 meters tall and looked as majestic as the king of the world.

Draco's eyes were fixed on the Dragon King spirit figure flying over the lake with grace and charisma. The aura of the dragon's magic power felt immense and majestic. A golden silver flash of lightning glistened within the transparent blue-sky dragon spirit body. The dragon's wings looked so majestic and beautiful. The blue-sky skin with gold-silver tendrils colors on Zergenth's wings looked so beautiful. He looked like the king of the sky who controlled the sunshine and the flash of lightning within his body. The figure of Zergenth looked so majestic and enchanting.

“All the mortals in the dormitory are currently in a deep slumber.” “It’s that green dragon,” Seb whispered to Dorin. “That’s a wind dragon, it has the ability to put others to sleep...” he pointed at a huge blue dragon “See that one? That is an ice dragon... And that one,” this time he pointed at another dragon, a gigantic red one with golden scales on its chest, much like Johan’s Dragon. It had sharp golden horns framing the top half of its head like a crown, and 3 pairs of piercing red eyes. “That is an adult Czar dragon.” “They have come to welcome the new hatchling,” Lady Lucille said beside them. “It’s been so long since a new Czar dragon was born into this world...” she looked at Seb

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips

‘it was the same with all the pregnant women, even Koran, who is the embodiment of a Phoenix. ‘A dragon’s physiology is different, as you can tell. We are a resilient species, and we do not breed easily.’ Drake explained. “Okay, well, it’s very convenient that Xi Lin is pregnant. Now return if you are finished. I sense they are getting worried that I’m taking so long in the diagnosis.’ With that, Drake returned to Blake’s Mind Palace and prepared for his departure tonight. “The baby is fine, and so is the mother,” Blake said as Chi Long and Xi Lin breathed relief.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss