Serpent Dragons Novels & Stories

Brandon could not bare to see is mate hurt but due to his last reaction, he had to inform him. “Okay. The snake is non venomous but to protect its self and help it hunt it temporally paralyze you. Fortunately since I’m you blood mate I can subdue the pain. But last time I did that, my dragon imprinted therefore building bond between us and to be honest I’m all for it.”

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

His fingers stayed firm against my Adam’s Apple, almost a light caress as I choked out. “N-Nero.” His name was forced out of my lips in a growl reminiscent of a wild animal cornered. I writhed, every inch of pleasure taken from me without mercy. “Tell me what I said, pet,” he teased me, amused I could hardly form a word without thinking of how good he is at fucking me. “Y-you said,” my voice slurred. “That i shouldnt… uhh…” He leaned in, and his breath fanned my ear, a delicious taunting warmth.

As Edon continued its evolution, so Neyalha and Gheyaral came to know that they, though immortal, also felt a desire to have progeny that could serve not only to expand the race of Dragons, but could aid them in their task of guiding the inhabitants of Edon. And so were born to them, emerging from their shining, silvery shells upon the highest peak in the Erimanthe Mountains, a pair of young Dragons. As with their parents, so too were the young ones a male and a female. Yet they were so vastly different in appearance it was immediately evident which was which. The male was dark, his scales an iridescent black that shimmered with ripples of color in the morning light. Red eyes glowed beneath

I asked, feeling sorry for the young man or boy who’d been forced to do such terrible things. “I went to a fire mage, actually,” he said. “He bound my dragon.” Kieran gestured to the red tattoo peeking up over his shoulder. “He bound my dragon here, like this.” “That’s your dragon?!” I gasped. “All chained up?” “Yes,” he confirmed. “Do you mind if I ask you about… him?” I asked, nodding to the tattoo. “What’s his name?” “His name is Naeghiros,” he said, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. “Naeghiros is the name of the first and last dragon, the dragon charged with setting our world on fire.”

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

The prospect of pushing beyond those boundaries was both tempting and terrifying. "What do you need me to do?" Trent's grin widened. "I need you to tap into your ancestral memories, farther and farther back. You'd done some of it already, so I figured we could start with the dragon ones first." I frowned, thinking back to my conversation with Lucy. “Jormangandr.” “What?” "The World Serpent that's supposed to kill and be killed by Thor, the son of Odin," I frowned. "How likely is it that the World Serpent is actually a dragon?"

Bethaida. The atmosphere changes the moment Amira calls out the mistress' name. The next thing that attracts her eyes is a mega limbless creature crawling to her direction. Her jaw gapes open as she looks up at the serpent that halts and flexes its huge, crimson body right in front of her. It's way different from all the creatures she has ever seen in her realm. Judging by its size, it's comparably fit to combat the strength and weight of an average dragon in their realm.

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.