Unova Original Dragon Novels & Stories

​Following the instinct awakened by the ancient dragon, I drew in a massive breath of the scorching abyssal air mixed with the primordial blood in the water. The energy rushed into the empty space in my chest, swirling violently before condensing, hardening, and igniting. A brand-new, indestructible source of power flared to life within my frame—the very first core of dragon flame.

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.

“Shoot.” I avoided the bullets left and right. I saw Mateo opening the backpack. “Oh. It is party time,” Nova said as she clawed Tymeria’s scalp. “Let’s dance.” Tymeria growled and soon she shifted into her dragon. She must have taken some kind of antidote to keep the gas from affecting her We both roared. Her massive orange dragon leered at me. I chuckled before Nova slapped Tymeria’s dragon against her side. The dragon growled in anger. But I didn’t care.

" Oscar nodded slowly. He had heard as much before. Not every dragon was the universe's creation. Only the true dragons, those capable of drawing upon the world's deep currents and wielding genuine power, were the threat Draconox existed to contain. The sub-attribute breeds were, at most, a delicacy on Draconox's table. "So why would someone use a ritual like this to contact a dragon with no real power?" Oscar muttered, then shook his head. "Document everything. Then destroy the site. Sweep the entire city of Silverton. This is not the only ritual location."

Bones popping and elongating as his skin started to take on that luminescent glow that reminded me of an opal. Where once a man had stood, a great dragon now crouched in his place. It lifted its shoulders, its eyes slowly opening. Faint amethyst orbs peered at me. I pulled my shirt off, watching as he ran towards the edge of the cliff. Throwing his great body over the side before his wings started to beat, catching the wind, he soared down. I tossed my clothing onto the ground, my dragon was ready and my shift was quick. Soon, I was joining my mate. The moon peeked out to join us in our playful flight.

"Nothing to worry about." "Ok..." Aria breathed in relief then gasped in disbelief as Prime Johansson suddenly burst into flames that raged out getting bigger and bigger then gutted out to reveal a might red dragon, that stretched its wings and beat the air, lifting off with great effort into the sky and letting out a mighty roar. "Bloody hell!" Kahlia exclaimed. "It never gets any less amazing to witness." Abram said, folding his arms with a proud smile. Next was Prime Evans who transformed with a tornado of inky blackness to reveal a huge black dragon that pierced the night with its sub-sonic screech as it lifted into the air and joined the fire dragon in its hovering.

Panic wedged underneath his breastbone and nothing except eliminating the enemy would dislodge it. “You know nothing, Tryn. Take your minions…your foot soldiers who have plagued our land and be gone before I rip you to shreds.” The Tryn bellowed a laugh that rang through the valley. “This is why we haven't crushed your planet. Spunk. Humans have it too. But until recently, we didn't know their worth in bringing our species into a new age. Procreation and gaining dragon abilities of fight and shifting. We’ll be unstoppable.”

------------- --------------------- Eight months later . . . ------------- --------------------- "Aodh, could you please help Kira and Arthur get the kids settled down? Company will be here soon," Shamira half-shouted, half-sighed. Being a mother to a nest of little dragons was exhausting. Since defeating Jonas, four more eggs had hatched, giving her another Sea Serpent (this one a female), a female Horned Dragon from the Far East, a male Stone Dragon from the Rocky Mountains of the United States, and a male Quetzalcoatl from Central America.

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon