Shooting Star Dragon Novels & Stories

"The High Moon Court kept archives of the old world. The histories are explicitly clear: there were three primal beasts born of the initial lunar fracture. Only three." She paused, her cold blue eyes scanning the gathered family. "The Sun Dragon, whose scales could blind an army. The Storm Dragon, who carried the western monsoons on its wings. And the Shadow Dragon." Seraphina frowned, her hands still faintly shimmering with residual golden light. "The one Nyx rode today?" Selena nodded, her jaw tightening. "The Nidhöggr. The Shadow Dragon. Historically, it was recorded as the most violent, the most fiercely intelligent, and utterly impossible to tame by any magical or physical constraint."

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

Eating in my human form is fine for a while, but eventually, I need to eat like a dragon. “Who needs to hunt?” I bellow after classes. I’m also acutely aware that my birthday is coming up and if I don’t make sure that I’m as strong as possible, Yhen might actually claim me on my birthday. “I could eat!” I hear Daichi, an earth dragon, call out. “Me too!” Amaya, a water dragon calls back. “Good, let’s go!” I bellow. “Be careful! None of you are claimed!” Cal bellows at us.

I nod at him and walk out to the stage. “Good evening everyone.” I wait for the crowd to quite down. “I appreciate you all coming here tonight to celebrate our luna. I thank our friends across the seas and our friends from other realms for making the long journey here. I know many of you have heard of her already but now is the time to meet your luna. She is a silver dragon and is very passionate about protecting this pack.

My voice echoed around the room and I heard the dragon’s low chuckle. He emerged from the shadows and suddenly we were outside, in the open with the dark night sky above us. His eyes had a murderous glint in them and I watched his spiked tail. The dragon was gray, like mine and I almost felt sorry for the illusion. I ran straight toward him and he moved his body sideways as his tail swept across the ground and lifted at the last second to strike me full in the chest. I was on his tail and ran up towards his back as his tail swished around and he turned his head to get a look at me.

she yelled excitedly and bounded towards Shae. “Chusikins!” Shae said as she sat up and the little dragon rubbed her face against Shae’s. “Mine forever,” Chusi said and merged with Shae. Shae’s eyes flashed yellow and silver, alternating as Chusi settled down within her. “Let’s get them inside,” I said as Wynter picked Shae up. “I felt something,” Wynter said as he looked at me, his eyes also flashing yellow. “You felt this?” I asked him.

“Is that a fucking dragon?” It was black, a darker shadow against the night sky, but the moonlight glittered over its scales, and its eyes and throat glowed gold and red with fire. The driver swerved as the dragon plunged suddenly downwards, and the car pulled to a sudden stop. As the dragon regained height in the sky overhead, Lyric grabbed the gun out of the man’s shocked hands, and slammed the hilt into his face, causing him to cry out in pain. She flicked the safety and shot the driver through the head, spraying blood out over the windows.

All eyes lifted to the moon as the dragon’s massive form came between the satellite and the earth. He stopped mid-flight, opening his mouth and giving another roar, a blaze of fire shooting out of his mouth and heating the air around him. The fire hung there for a moment and then went out. Most of the people in the tower shirked and backed up, but not Nya. She took a step forward, closer to the opening, staring the dragon down, not that he could see her or take note of a small woman in a ball gown. He should take note of her, though. Someday, he would have to deal with her, she vowed that to herself and to Gavin.

He put his hands together and fired repeatedly. “Dovahdo blue flamdro,” shouted Sir Edmund Brighton. Dragon's blue flames. Blue fireballs attacked Draco and Astrid. Drago immediately stood in front of Astrid and launched a counterattack. “Dovah iiz crystalle,” Draco exclaimed, releasing ice crystals to extinguish the fireballs. Dragon ice crystals.