The Sky Dragon Book Novels & Stories

How am I to convince her? Once home I ate a slab of beef raw and waited for late night to come. When it became late and dark enough, and with no moon tonight. Which helps. I went to the roof and stripped off my clothes, setting them inside the small shed on the roof, and shifted into my emerald, green dragon. I spread my wings wide and pushed off with my mighty legs. I kept to the darker places as I flew and headed out over the ocean to get a good flight in. When I flew far enough away from land, I stopped and hovered looking around to make sure I was alone. Not seeing any ships on the water, I felt I was safe and alone, I built up my dragon fire from the depth of my being and blew out towar

“The true Saint Dragon has been born and is waiting for you in the Seventh Heaven.” The sky suddenly split into seven layers. The first layer cracked like glass, the second turned into a sea of fire, and in the highest layer, a massive white dragon coiled, its eyes shining gold, Saint Dragon Prime, the final creation of Lord Dragon. The air trembled as if the whole world held its breath. Rayden stood atop the floating tower of Silent Valley, his cloak billowing, his gaze piercing through the fiery mist circling the horizon. “So this is the Seventh Heaven?” he murmured. “The place where you hid the truth, Brahma Angkara.”

There were thousands of books tied to the ceiling by metal chains, the books were made from animal skin and were as big as a table. "These books had belonged to the Void Dragons, the Air Temple, and some were written by Wind Dragons. This is our accumulated knowledge and intelligence." Megan, Lisa and her team were already there. There were sitting all around giant tables, reading books, the books stood upright and they were youngsters in charge of turning the pages.

Ash and smoke smeared the horizon, a black tide rolling across the kingdom’s once-green hills. Serenya stood at the edge of Dawnspire’s ruined battlements, her cloak whipping in the furious wind. The sky itself seemed split, torn open by wings—fiery wings that beat with the rhythm of thunder. Dragons.

she said. "What's a sky warrior?" "I ride another dragon into battle. I only shift as a last resort," she told me as we came to my door. "Wait why? Aren't dragons more powerful in their dragon form?" I asked. "Sky warriors are dragons with extremely limited control over their dragon form. When they shift, they completely lose control and tend to kill everything that moves—even other dragons on occasion. Most fury dragons become sky warriors," she explained. "Is Lyza a sky warrior?"

A big dragon head suddenly appeared and roared angrily at Leon who was holding a sword in midair! Rumble! A sky full of lightning swept at Leon like a storm! Leon glared sternly and slashed at the sky with the fiery chimera sword in his hand! Buzz! The huge fiery red sword energy turned into a huge roaring fire chimera, which soared into the air toward the storm and pounced on the green dragon! Boom! The world lost all color! The fire chimera fought with the green dragon in the sky! Terrifying energy pressure filled the sky, and dark clouds rolled like it was the end of the world!

Then again, if the novel did become a game, what genre would it be? The dragon is really massive, and Clairmont wasn’t joking when he said that it’s one of the biggest dragon breeds in the world. I could see rows of hills at its back. This could become like Clash of Titans or something if not for the romance. There’s a reason why Clairmont was looking at that exact direction. It’s because the dragon’s location is somewhere in that direction. It was about… 20km(?) westward from Rustaval. “Miss Suna, Mister Clairmont!” A small voice called from afar, snapping me from my thoughts. We turned to the direction of the voice to see Mielle flying hurriedly towards us, her face is masked with pure hor

Myra: the sex kind? Dragon: if you would allow me to and you keep an open mind I will take your body places its never been before. Myra: yes, please. Dragon: you will be doing alot of begging tomorrow Kitten. You better try to rest youll need it because once im done with your body your going to wish you had never seeked the Dragon. oh god how can he make me feel so nervous and scared but hungry and ready all at the same time? how do i even reply to that?

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

She asks Loras while he still holds her in his arms, looking at the source of the light and taking small steps back. "You did it..." He answers. "What?" She asks again, confused. He points up at the sky and Astrid sees Dracos flying in circles above what looks like a head of a dragon forming from the light. The sun is almost down when the dragon fully emerges from the egg and the light dims down to nothing. Astrid watches in disbelief as two magnificent beasts fly above them. One playful and one cautions. "It's not a baby dragon?" She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass.