The Mighty B The Dragonflies Novels & Stories

the Price asked with pure curiosity. “Well… I don’t know much about the exact details of this town, my Prince, but elder people said that a dragonfly deity once roamed this place before it became a town,” said the butler. The Prince’s eyes widened. “What is a dragonfly deity? Amarang averted his eyes from Prince Sari for a while as if thinking what to say. “Hmm, let’s see… It is a lot like our own Deity, Kasarinlan. If Kasarinlan granted us peace and independence before, then a dragonfly deity does the same.” It was the simplest and most basic explanation that he could think of.

"You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life." I've never seen a dragon before and the thought makes my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach. My head spins and my palms become sweaty with fear. My goosebumps rise to

Blake walks over and takes a look at what we seen. “You see it too right? We aren’t losing our minds?” Desi asked him. “Nope that’s it. I wonder if this person is the dragonfly?” Blake ask sitting the magnifying glass down and looking at me. “Tell them the prophecy Evey.” I shake my head clearing my thoughts. “As I said my son is seer, prophet, whatever you want to call it. Yesterday he had one. This is what he said; The dragonfly has turned their back on the one they love the most. Their demise is the redemption to save the sparrow. Fight for their freedom but death will be easy. Watch from behind or the sword will strike true. The butterfly with a scar will give their life to save the dove

It opened its mouth and shot a dark beam at the ship. In the nick of time, a golden halo appeared around the flying battleship, blocking the dragon’s attack. The flying battleship made a hasty retreat away from the dragon. The dragon understood that the battleship was a powerful magical item, and would be impossible to destroy on its own. Thus, the dragon chose not to pursue it. After putting distance between themselves and the dragon, the Blademaster of Mount Grinch coughed out a mouthful of blood. “Are you alright?” asked James.

The water was cool at first, but her body adapted to the temperature, and it was pleasant for a morning swim. The girl had come to this stream many times throughout the years and had never worried about being caught. No one ever came out to their farm, especially this early in the morning. She saw the dragon fly overhead, screeching in pain. She saw him fall, and although he was a dragon, she felt sad that they had killed the beautiful creature. At least, she thought he was dead the way his body fell so lifelessly. Alicia swam over closer to see if it was dead or not. To her surprise, he was still breathing. He was more beautiful than anything she had ever seen. She came closer so she could

Wings came out of his back and where a man had once been, a dragon took flight. I watched William until he flew out of sight; the sun rising in the direction that he was flying. Seeing him like that had taken my breath away. It was one thing for them to tell me that they were dragons. To see it firsthand, I didn’t have words for how that made me feel.

Chase followed up on her words and asked, "We came here from another world. If it's not too much trouble, could you tell us more about this world?" The woman looked even more surprised upon hearing that. She glanced at Chase and the others, noting that their clothes did look quite different from the locals. She seemed somewhat convinced of their claim. "I'm Lisa Beckton, from the Water Dragon branch," she said. "In this world, the dragon race reigns supreme. Internally, we're divided into four types—Poison Dragons, Lightning Dragons, Water Dragons, and Fire Dragons. "The Lightning Dragons are currently the strongest. There are five of them, and they control the largest and most prosperous te

She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness. Now, a black splotch of scorched acreage, lying dead. Yet, something about them had her intrigued. She had to admit, she was impressed given their size, how they moved with such grace and elegance, as if they were the true rulers of life and death. How they stayed at just the right height as they maneuvered through the sky, swooping in and out as if they were playing a child’s game of chase with smoke and fire. She watched as intelligence swam behind the eyes of the dragon that had found her, yet never gave her away.

There are thousands of them. Thypon swings his staff around, which emits a beam of flame, setting everything it touches on fire. The people scream and yell for everyone to run. The Minotaur stampede toward them, wielding their axes. The ground trembles again, but this time it’s not from Thypon but Deathworms. They fly half a dozen metres into the air before disappearing into the ground, leaving large holes in the ground. Dragons fly high in the sky, screeching.

I looked at my teaser, which was glowing brighter than ever. "Is that a dragon?" Vincent pointed to the east. My eyes widened as massive wings emerged from the mist. A dragon appeared, and I realized Jessica was riding it. She clung fiercely to the dragon while charging toward us. Targeting the old man, who was still battling Lucian, I recognized the urgency; I had to act fast. I shut my eyes, calling forth all the helicopters to oppose the dragon. While the helicopters were large, the dragon was even bigger, wielding great power in battle.