The Rage Of Dragons Novels & Stories

We walk towards the on-going battle and I see the dragon that is trying to kill Raf and Cash. As I am watching, I feel the fire within me manifest itself all around me. A sea of fire spreads across the blood stained ground until the land around me is ablaze with my anger. The ground beneath the dragon is engulfed but it is not my anger that destroys him. The skies give way to a flaming ball that rains down, obliterating the creature.

Then came the fury of the Dragon King as the door glowed blood red, flames licking under the door in fury as Ragnar came completely undone. "Give me my mate!" Bellowed Ragnar's dragon as the ground underneath the door began to heat up through the onslaught of Dragonfire. The building's foundations began to shake as they protested against the assault they were under, and Matilda began to chant, furiously moving her hands about.

She was ready she just had to convince herself. “We will move in the next few hours. Peggy should be back and Ryan should be done wrestling with Avalon.” Dominic sighed. He was starting to hate being around dragons. They darn near squished them in the jeep, not to mention the now hidden bite mark’s that where magically healed from the last battle. He was a strong guy but no match against a dragon. He wished he was agile like Brandon’s brothers. “I hope he is okay.” Rosalie spoke quietly. Drezic just chuckled.

Complicated creatures, dragons, I think to myself. As I reminisce, we had made our way down to the dragon den and came up to Ying. The majestic animal has only grown again since last I saw him, his sheer size a site to behold! His majesty left everybody who ever saw him in awe. Kal himself made Ying, a very long time ago, in fact at the dawn of time. Second in size only to Kal, Ying’s glistening scales looked almost like gold, but with this green, almost emerald hue to him. His deep green eyes studied me carefully and I fought with all I had to keep him out of my thoughts. Dragons and dragon magic are highly dangerous, even to the creatures like me. One of their traits was mind control, and

I wait for his apology, fixing my gaze on his slightly reddened left cheek. When I get no response, I stomp past him. My heart feels heavy and I feel wronged. The nager still courses through my body but there’s also satisfaction. A relief that Clyde is not Zenith’s. The emotion, however, is soon overpowered by hurt and anger. ~~~~ [Unknown] The mage wolf is here. I giggle with giddiness at the prospect of what’s in store for these endless dragons. The dragon king is the dumbest of them all, and the most unfortunate one as well.

And beneath it all— Rage. The moment I crest the last ridge and see the seam below, the fury becomes something far more dangerous. Malrec is there. And Seraphina— He has his arms around her. My roar tears through the sky. The sound shakes the cliffs as I dive. The clearing erupts beneath my landing, stone cracking as my weight slams into the earth between the ridges. The seam glows behind them, shimmering violently as the energy between realms reacts to the surge of dragons pouring into the valley.

Besides, we've had too many losses for us to be rivals. “Speak, Wolf, or lose your tongue.” my father thundered. It took a lot of effort to restrain myself from scowling. He was always quick to threaten people's lives. “I…I don't know.” she stuttered, her voice quivering with fear. “You don't know?” Rigel, the High Lord of the Waterborn Dragons, said. The girl nodded frantically. I couldn't tell if she was smart or dumb for not begging for her life. The chances of her leaving the Dragon Keep alive were close to none.

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

he warns, his voice carrying a dangerous edge that hinted at his readiness to defend Astrid at any cost. As the rogues shifted seamlessly into their formidable dragon forms, a collective aura of menace enveloped the clearing. Their transformation was a mesmerizing yet terrifying display, each dragon radiating power and danger in equal measure. Together, they formed a large circle, their bodies pulsating with energy as they prepared to unleash a devastating inferno of fire towards Phoenix's direction. The sky above crackled with anticipation as the dragons summoned their elemental fury. The flames erupted in a tumultuous dance of orange and yellow, licking the air with intense heat and sendin

Then the next. Soon, the entire chamber blazed with scarlet eyes staring at their Alpha. Draegon’s smile widened. “Feed on the fear of the forest,” he commanded. “Drink the darkness. Sharpen your claws. Because when I release you…” The Ravagers pressed against their chains, snarling. “…you will tear the sky apart.” The chains rattled like thunder. The stone walls trembled. And Draegon turned away, blood still dripping from his hand.