Stories About Dragons Novels & Stories

"Thousands of years ago, dragons are but legends in the eyes of men. Rarely do they sight one wheeling their wings in the sky nor transforming into a human-like form; not until one of the dragons landed into the Land of Limitless Desire. He stole the heart of magic and brought it to his realm. Unfortunately for the dragon named Argon, the heart of magic has cost him his heart.

Abigail replied, that was the first story every witch was ever told. I grinned, "What you do not know my dear Abigail is the other half of the story. Who the stranger was and how he did come by this magic." Abigail pricked up her ears looking at her aunt in confusion, "what do you mean to say? Who was the man?" " A dragon prince. More than nine hundred thousand years ago. The dragon race ruled the sky. Dragons are magical creatures just a scale from thier bodies could create great magic.

It wobbled a little, them being fragile. “You need to put them over a fire until they hatch. It’s a good thing we came with an elder to bless your child, he will also perfume another ceremony for the dragons. It is rare, we only have two in our whole kingdoms. We refer to them as the pure ones. These are just dragons. They will hatch when they are mature and they will grow over the years. They are strong and indestructible. What one of us can do in our dragon form, they can do it a hundred times over. They are very powerful.” Drakko explained, still not believing it himself. No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just hea

Making his way around the territory eventually he faced a large gates with dragons swirling opposite yet creating a spectacular vision of them being one. Legends say there was xenophobia amongst dragon kind but soon for their survival they learnt to coexist than simply be extinct. After realizing there is no difference in power, together they became formidable creatures although still loners, none wished to fight fire and ice. Entering massive unsure grounds, he made his way to the most unreal castle. He jumped back startled when the doors immediately opened. Entering what felt like a dream, his gaze was immediately and completely entranced by the most captivating paintings of dragons althou

But the most interesting was how the first dragon came to be. My nursemaids had told me the story countless of times when I was still young and inexperienced with the world. Back then it was just another bedtime story I chalked up to theatrics and an old maid’s tale to try and bring about sleep for their little charges. Now I filled my time with reading about it. Somewhere in those pages there had to be someone like me. A half-breed. A bastard born. I couldn't recall how many times I had read through volume after volume of dragon history. World history. If there were any being like me, they must not have ever been mentioned. Dragons didn't sire children outside of their clans. To have done s

“Yes. We, supernatural beings in general, age differently than humans. My kind, dragons, well, we are not immortal, but our life span is long.” Elizabeth was silent, trying to wrap her head around all of this new informations. When her spoon hit the bottom of the empty ice cream box, she sighed and put it on the coffee table in front of her. “How many dragons are there in the world? What else is there?” “Everything. Werewolves, vampires, witches, ferries, mermaids... you name it. Every story that you heard while you were a kid, it’s probably true. It’s just that we all stick to this rule that it is forbidden to reveal our existence to humans. Except in some circumstances...”

“I am starting to believe you are a spy from the Emperor.” “You mistake me, my friend,” Estevan shook his head, holding his chest, “I am a chronicler … well, not for now. But I’ll become one someday after I finish my first book. It’s called the Way of Dragons. As it happens, we chroniclers travel a lot just to gather stories, facts, and histories. But for the most part, we explore and discover all things about the world from our own experiences. But I must say, I’m very fortunate to have real dragons in front of me to whom I can ask questions. You see, I have been formulating many theories about you … and guess what I just found out—one of them is just proven today. Dragons can talk indeed!”

He shook his head at his own stupid thought. “ Come here! I won't hurt you. ” Vayldre cooed at her, but she gave him a suspiscious look keeping her guard high up. She had heard tales of the ruthlessness of Dragons from the old people in the town when she was a child. She had heard the tales of how they burned cities down, leaving only the fire, blood and ashes behind. She would be really foolish if she ever trusted a DRAGON. They were different from humans as she knew. They had powers beyond anyone's imagination and no one knew to what extent they could use their own powers.

This is why some species are busy going extinct. For instance the dragons. There are only 827 left. Yes, they can live for thousands of years, but there is only 1 mate that was born in the last 600 years. They need a new mate quickly. The Alpha of the dragons still hasn't found his mate, and he needs to find a mate so that his legacy can go on. I always found this interesting. How can the date of a whole species depend on one person, that is when the teacher explained that it is only that Alpha that can make babies with his mate. Other dragons can go on and have a family with anyone that they choose.

He would become honored and his command would be remembered for centuries, as it led to the end of fire dragons, or so everyone thought. *** Fifteen Years Later The king was staring out the window in his office, thinking about his new wife, who was currently pregnant with their second child. She was sick though, and the doctors feared she wouldn’t survive long enough to give birth. “Father? Why do the peasants tell stories of fire dragons? I thought they were just a myth.” The king turned his head and saw his son lounging in a chair, staring at the ceiling, his eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "They were real, they have been turned into myth,” he said with a sigh.