Stormfly Dragons Novels & Stories

“If the dome keeps them out much longer, they’ll get restless.” Restless Grenons meant danger. Each one was three times the size of a Draynor dragon with longer horns, heavier bone plates, and a temper to match their size. They didn’t shift. They were dragons, in the most primal sense. Cain adjusted his arm bracer. “Then let’s not keep them waiting.” The two walked toward the lift that led to the dome roof access. The lift opened into the observation platform built just under the biodome’s curved surface. The glass shimmered with protective runes, some ancient, some new.

“But she is a hybrid and you are a pure dragon. Are you lying to me, dragon?” “She can’t lie to you. Geez, do neither of you know anything about dragons?” Nylion asks. “Kenna is arguable the third strongest dragon currently alive, second only to Ancalagon and Eliane, and both of them have access to all four elements,” Kenzo says, coming to my defense. I’m surprised that Faeler doesn’t tell him to shut up, but apparently both men are interested in taking out Kenna and therefore, Yhendorn. I’ve known Yhendorn my entire life. He’s a good man, a good king from what I’ve been able to tell, and he’s been a perfect mate to Kenna. I’m not surprised that she’s pregnant.

He spun through the air and shouted, “Sky Flame Arm!” Three silver dragons exploded before they could even release their sacred breaths.

“It’s hard to stay out of trouble. Training has taken up most of my time.” “What do you do when you train?” I asked, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it. “I have to work out with the thrall. Be available to spar with the others.” “Thrall?” I asked, figuring this was the best time to learn a little bit more about them. “Yeah, wolves have packs. Dragons have thralls or flocks.” He said, plugging his phone onto the charger and sitting it on top of one of the cardboard boxes. “Our kind need to be around each other. It soothes our beasts, makes us stronger.”

This time,I smirk and my dragon chuckles excited to unleash. I step out of the cage and they all focus on me. “Come at me bitches.” I smile as I feel the fire lick at my skin. “Whenever you're ready little one” my dragon rasps. I wait until they are close and together,then “Now.” Flames shoot out and burn them whole,turning them to ashes in a second. I have never directed my flame at any living thing before,so I'm pretty amazed by how they burn out quickly,but then again,the flames my dragon breaths Isn't ordinary. I've always know that.

A deafening crack split the air. Lyra’s gaze snapped upward just in time to see the ancient structure shudder, its stone crumbling, its walls splitting apart. And from its depths, something moved. A shape burst free from the ruins - a monstrous, winged form, rising into the storm-dark sky. Its wings unfurled, blotting out the stars, its scales reflecting the crimson lightning flashing around it. Ekreth. The dragon had awoken. A roar tore through the battlefield, shaking the ground beneath them. The storm raged above, red lightning striking the ruined castle as Ekreth soared higher, his massive form illuminated against the black sky.

The dragons, proud and fierce in flight, Guard ancient truths and sacred rights. Their eggs are gems of breath and flame, Yet stolen now in power’s name. Ryuki How in the world did Skylar think she was going to leave her dragon? It’s impossible. Cyryl may not be able to fly yet, but there’s no way she’s going to allow Skylar to leave her. She may only be a hatchling, but that doesn’t mean she can’t and won’t call the thunder to war.

These questions were mostly asked by children, as the adults were a lot more reserved. "Oh My God! Is that a dragon?" "Yes, those are Storm Dragons. We call the big one there Stormy he is the oldest and a noble friend of our Guild master. Do you see that massive lake there? The storm dragons created that entire lake with their Mana rain. The water from their rain clouds is saturated with pure mana and this lake and others like it are only the water source for the entire Stardust City. Not just that, this is a training ground for water mages, home to freshwater type beasts, and farm for the growing of underwater plants."

‘A crispy snack, that is,’ my wolf snickers. There are a few things that can kill a vampire. Dragon fire is one of those things. ‘Too bad Trent doesn’t blow fire but thunders.’ I don’t have a lot of experience with dragons, but Trent, Voros’ dragon, can easily tear apart a vampire in two. His power is that of the electric storm, making him one of the rarest dragons out there. Fire dragons are the most common ones, followed by ice and earth. Voros has never used his power since coming here, but he has been building up a storm for a few weeks now. The grey clouds covering the sky day and night are mostly Voros doing, and when we are gone, a much needed rain will flood this valley. With a bit o

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.