Stories About Dragons Novels & Stories

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.

'' The ways how the words came out of Catori's mouth, and the look she had on her beautiful face made it known to Rydstrom that his mate wouldn't hesitate to kill those in Desolation. ''Tell you what. I will take you back to my palace and if you still have the feeling of killing those that you hate, then I won't hold my army back.'' ''And you will teach me how to be a dragon?'' "Of course.'' Catori smiled. ''I always knew that dragons were real. I mean, who would just make up stories like that? And I'm certain that the Villagers aren't so smart to come up with tails like that on their own.''

There was only one legendary animal that was hot enough to burn anything at the touch, a creature made of fire and flesh that cleaved the skies and shot flames from its jaws. At the very thought, Athelstan was seized with pure and simple terror. Those creatures did not exist, although there were stories in his family that the Neyers were the first dragons. Athelstan had never believed in those fairy tales, it was not possible, they were just stories for children that his mother told him before going to bed, making him fall asleep dreaming of turning into one of those wonderful creatures, dreaming of being able to cleave the skies, of being able to soar high and free without anyone who could

An elder with them said and continued, "It is said that dragons reside among us slaughtering and killing countless of lives. Humans can only offer them their bride to appease their rage." "Dragons?" "Ignore her, kid. It's just another folklore here in our town." The guys told me as they accompanied me home. I... wasn't able to sit still. I opened the news and saw reports about the same incidents. Townspeople burned to the crisp and are found in the forest. In fact, it's been happening a lot more lately. What is out there? What are they? I dropped by a local bookstore and grabbed all the books about mythology and dragons- even the children's book. The owner looked at me with confusion and rem

Cedric doesn’t seem to realize the power that he now has over me. He seems surprised that I’m not fighting him like I have been up until now. It’s my duty, as his dragon, to explain to him what it means to be a rider. As I fly him back to our cave of treasures, I think about how long it’s been since a dragon has had a rider. My parents and many other dragon couples were two mated dragons, so they didn’t have to claim one another. To my knowledge, it’s been a couple of centuries since the last dragon was claimed. Many humans and supernaturals have tried and they lost their lives in the process. Because of that, the humans started writing stories about the ferocity of dragons and then they wro

She decided it was time he knew the truth about Corithias and herself. Alicia explained in her letter that she understood how he felt about dragons, but explained that it was a group of rogue dragons who had been terrorizing the kingdoms. Alicia explained that it was in fact a group of guardian dragons who had ran off the rogue dragons and saved him and the rest of his kingdom that day. She told him about the leader of this guardian squad was a prince and he had saved her.

Only Vertimon has books about dragons and from what she understood, he had gotten them from the old Demon king’s castle, the one her father had ruined while trying to save her mother from his brother, her uncle. There was no news or stories about the dragons except in the books and it was what made everyone believed them to be myth. Neither the wolves or vampires has ever heard about the dragons and she only got to know about them because growing up, she loved spending her time in Vertimon waters and so chanced upon the books. Even Vertimon himself had admitted not believing them to be real but since it was a book from the old demon king castle, maybe it was true, or maybe they are myth. And

“What? When, brother?” Ghaeron forced himself to share the tale of his great shame, one that he had shared with no one since the early days of life on Edon. “Shortly after Mother and Father had brought forth the first life here on Edon, I became fascinated with the complex weaving of mystical forces that had been utilized to do so. Such variety of living creatures had come into being! Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Minotaurs, and a host of lesser known beings, all benign and given great potential for growth. Growth is one of the constants of the universe, as you know. It is ingrained into the essence of Dragons.”

I roll my eyes and tell her the dramatic story of how we ended up in this situation. “What did you want me to do? Let the rats feast on them? As if, I hate rats, disgusting.” Shivering at the thought of them, Oliver laughs and makes a comment about how i'm a big, bad dragon afraid of little creatures. Shoving my elbow into his gut, I walk away from the annoying pair, and head into my room. Slammin the door, I sink into the bed in the middle of the space, and try to figure out how in the hell I got myself yet another impossible situation.

Votigern had doubted the truism of their stories but he knew the tales did not spin out of nothing. Tales of dragons had been in existence for many long years, most people believed in its existence, while other sceptical ones didn’t. There were books, however, Votigern knew the books didn’t lie, they said their town was Islandia. The sources of these books were rogue dragons that had escaped from Islandia.