Stories About Dragons Novels & Stories

Filled with fire and volcanos as far as the eye could see. Until one day, when in every corner of the world, a blood-freezing howl was heard. No one knows how, but a great beast had made his nest at the top of the tallest Vulcano in Valaria. A dragon... It terrorized travelers for decades until a young prince from the southern kingdom set on an adventure to kill the beast. For years and years, no one heard from him and all assumed he was dead. Until the prince reappeared. Riding the dragon he tamed and bearing the flags of all the other kingdoms he conquered alone, building the empire of Valaria.

600 years after the death of the last dragon (ADLD), the myth said that the time was counted like that because there was no peace before and dragons attacked and destroyed every land where humans live till the day when seven heroes from seven different races attacked the nest of dragons with their armies and the help of the great phœnix they managed to kill all the dragons. in the end of this battle the phoenix returned to ashes and those 7 heroes created their own kingdoms. After 600 years now most people did not believe in this stories and said that just the king's family use this story to make people believe that they are the son's of whom protected this world.

Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die. The book also explains that should all Dragons die, mass destruction would plague the earth. Without Dragons, there isn’t a balance. Dragons are a superior race, that protects the earth itself. Knowing that, I felt stupid for attempting to end my life. According to what I read, there are all kinds of Dragons. Some, such as Water Dragons, help safeguard oceans and even try to prevent natural disasters, but they are also the cause of some of them. While there are some Dragons that aren’t particularly good, most Dragons are known for their Honor.

"Yes, I need your help in identifying a creature." The royal advisor looked at the king, confused, "A creature, your majesty?" "Yes. You two, show him." The mage showed the royal advisor the memory crystal. When he saw it, his eyes went wide, "I believe this is a dragon, your majesty." "A dragon? Aren't they a notoriously closed-off and secretive race that rarely leaves their territory?" "You are correct, your majesty. However, they do frequently leave their territory for trade with the elves or the Auhura empire. From what I can tell, I believe this could be just a child."

According to Jennifer – no, according to the myth of the dragon made specifically for children’s bedtime stories – there was a man whose sole purpose included protecting his loved ones. “Some parts of the story were lost throughout history,” Jennifer told her, “but the story recites this man, who was once a Knight, found out that his family members were the dangerous ones. They were planning a rebellion that would kill hundreds of innocents and throw Elantro into war. Without a choice, he murdered his entire family. Angry about the man’s decision to slaughter his family without consulting him first, the Queen of Laera transformed him into a dragon, the one creature that the Knights were accu

''Noelle this is Dagahra my dragon,'' Gabriel says. The dragon slowly walks to us and puts her big head in Gabriel's arms. He scratches her behind her ears, ''It was believed that dragons were extinct, but we found frozen eggs in these mountains. We hatched them with fire and kept them hidden for many years. They are remarkable really; they chose a human to bond with and accept nobody else. Only their master can ride them, and they would die for their master.'' I slowly approach the female and she snorts at me which makes smoke come out of her nose. Gabriel pets her nose, ''It's okay Dagahra, she is with me, and I like her, okay?''

mom says, and dad nods his head in agreement. "I don't like her either, but she won Amber over completely. Maybe we should speak with Selene. I don't think it's right for people to starve," I reply as I sit back in the small wooden chair. I look over at dad, and he crosses his arms. "I heard stories about the dragons when I was a boy. My grandfather called them sky lizards. He said they come in all colors and get to about thirty feet long. He told me they were the fairies whipping boys. But my grandfather was angry. We were having issues with the fairy King stealing pups," Dad says, and I nod.

" My animated voice caught him by surprise, he fell back on his butt, but his half-smile was still there. My father often wrote about dragons in his stories. Sometimes when he drank too much, he would tell me crazy stories about how they were real, that he saw them when he visited Ireland and Scotland. They were huge, beautiful creatures that danced in the sky with both fire, ice, and sometimes this magic fog that would surround the dragon, making them disappear entirely. Now here I was, sitting in front of a man that could change into one! My father would be so excited.

And if there was anyone else in his place he would have done the same. Dragons were a specie the whole supernatural world was curious about. In ancient history, they were known to be extremely territorial and violent. It was rare to encounter one in a lifetime that was the reason mostly they were considered legends of myths. "The trade was to help him enter the land his bride is currently residing at. Which we did. Now it does not concern us if he is strong enough to survive there or not." Amell huffed in annoyance. It was clear he had no interest in discussing the Dragon King they had most likely swindled.

The watch ticked steadily, and this time, its sound felt like a soft applause for his freedom. Dante began to type again. “Once upon a time, there was a dragon who kidnapped a prince so the prince would forget how to fly. But the dragon forgot that the prince’s wings were not grown in a tower—they were born in the stories his father whispered to him before sleep…”