Worm Dragons Novels & Stories

"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

No point running now. I drag out a long breath and then turn. Like I had imagined, it was not human or Fae? Or anything related to persons - No, I am staring at the same fiery red eyes from my dreams only that this time.. It has an owner, and according to history which I had spent time reading.. It was a Kragon.. An eight inches fire breathing female dragon that actually walks on it's hind legs. I gulp .. I am doomed.

“Who are you? And why do you disturb my slumber?” A deep mature female voice resounded in the chamber. Matthew got a good look at Cobalt. She was lindwurm type dragon with a long flat tail like a crocodile’s. Her arms were webbed and had fins on the side. She had deep blue eyes and frills on her cheeks. She also had three horns on top of her head that curved to the back. The scales on most of her body were dark blue from her spiked spine and became lighter as it went to her under belly until it was white. Upon better look, Matthew noticed that she had gills behind the frills.

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

their end. His eyes are bloody and his color black is very long. He is taller than an ordinary werewolf..as if he was just a giant dinosaur. He regained his breath and crawled weakly and hugged his companion, who seemed unaware of what was happening He pulled her tightly on her bosom, very afraid of her. He was afraid that he would hurt her, because he was right behind her It's the legend they haven't seen The legend of the devil's wolf.. He did not understand anything, why he went out and what connects him with his companion!

Jasmine said as they were in their highest speed. “They are creatures formed by the molten magma of the dragons fire, they are called the plagues. Anytime they are attacking they attract the dragons but recently the third dragon seems to be avoiding this particular region of the lands” Jordan said to Jasmine that ran side by side with him. “Do you know why?” Jasmine said. “Yes I do know why, because it doesn’t want to be in a situation where it mistakenly murders you it’s master” Jordan said “Isn’t that the dragon you speak of?” Jasmine said pointing at a place in front of them and Jordan stopped abruptly causing her to stop too.

The only sound in the room is the last sucking gargle of fluid as it drains from the pod, as we all grow quiet at her simple, but meaningful declaration. Royal water dragons, or Kraken, are known for their extremely large families. They lay extremely large clutches, like many other creatures of the sea, so that there will be viable offspring even if a predator were to attack. Kraken females are also notoriously fertile, often conceiving in their first mating and able to conceive again shortly after laying.

There was a loud ' SCREE' followed by an ugly squelching sound and the tongue reappeared . It was just that it had a huge drooperworm in his mouth ( * dooperworm is an imaginative worn with white slimy body like that of an earthworm) . The drooperworm were really hard to found in the capital , not only did they liked dark , dingy places , they were hard to keep with their body that resembled the size of a child miniature toy car .

He sat back in his chair with the expression of someone deeply let down by the limitations of higher education as Rosy ate a piece of pasta with quiet satisfaction. "Fine," Maple said, after a moment. "Even if volcano fish are real. Even if. They still can't be dragons." "Why not," Rosy said. "Because dragons have wings." "Maybe underwater dragons don't need wings," Rosy said. "Maybe they have fins instead." "Then they're fish," Maple said. "You just described a fish." "A dragon fish," Rosy said. "That's just a fish with a good name." Rosy looked at him. "Maple. Everything is better with a good name."

I smiled at him, and Cygnus led me out of the cockpit. We returned to the room and sat on the couch. He brought snacks and drinks for us. He began teaching me about their species, their history, their culture, and where they came from. So, their characteristics are close to that of an aquatic salamander mixed with dragons, as his simplified explanation went. They’re cold-blooded and can’t stay long in cold environments. That’s why they chose hot regions on Earth—and one of them happened to be where I lived. I lost track of time as I held a tablet reading about the history of the Tarragon species. I was getting to the exciting part when I heard Izar’s voice saying we were almost there.