Years Of The Fire Dragon Novels & Stories

The Dragon of Fire made a cross in the crowd, and the huge figure behind it stood in the air and paused for a moment. Suddenly, the Dragon of Fire exploded! Hong! Thousands of flames poured out! Some of the eight people were hit by the strong flames on the spot and fell straight to the ground. Even if they were not hit by the flames, the air blast caused by the explosion of the giant fire dragon rolled down on the spot. The eight people who had previously claimed to be the Eight Generals were no longer as mighty as the so-called Generals at this time.

“Of all dragons he picked this one?!” Firedrakes got their name because of the sheer intensity and ferocity of their heat, along with the myriad of colors that shimmered from their scales. While they aren’t known for being notoriously aggressive, like the Wyvern, Firedrakes were incredibly protective of their young and quick to anger when disrespected. “Very good.” Dain nodded, tucking me in close when another group of people surged past, seeking what safety they could find. I blushed but gave no other reaction to his praise. Standing here, trapped while Apollo and the others fought, it was worse than fleeing with the rest of the crowd. The only consolation was that there were no children he

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

Lucian’s handprints painted her skin. “It’s not demons or anything.” I chuckled, thinking of the few that I knew. I could never worship any of those sex-crazed crazies. “A lot of shifters worship her. The goddess, but dragons are much older than that. We were there when men were still hiding in caves afraid of fire. It makes sense, we were the fire.” “Hm. Does that mean that you were around then?” “Not quite that old. I’ve only been alive for a few hundred years. Lucian is much older than me.”

"I never said she had to be with both men. It's her fate to choose. If the dragon is royal, he'll rain hellfire down on the city to get her." Vomit began to climb my throat. I didn't want to choose between anyone. "How sure are you that's what he wants?" Hex glared at me, which told me everything I needed to know. "Why would he wait until this age to resurface? I'm in my late twenties—," "Time goes by differently for supernaturals. Especially dragons, they can live for hundreds of years. These few years mean nothing to them." "I want to leave," I whispered, lowering my gaze to my hands.

she says and he steps up, slicing his hand. “Keagan is fire dragon and elf. The elf is primary, but the fire dragon will be the problem for you. Fire and water don’t usually mix well. It takes time and patience. You’ll feel Keagan’s earth first, then the heat of his fire when you push past the earth. Are you ready?” I look at Keagan who nods. “Ready,” I tell her.

But in a battle with a master darkness and his army, that was a lifetime. Liv, the ten-year-old, turned her dragon to cut off four new monsters who had materialized in the air and were heading for the younger child on the red dragon. Liv's green dragon spit fire, missed the first two monsters but set the one nearest it on fire. The blaze covered one side of him from his toes to his scalp, forcing him to streak toward the ground to try to put out the fire.

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

Obviously, seeing the wonderful blessing that Creed and I’s union had held. Men began blowing fire from their human mouths, something they had initially lost fifty years ago when the magic faded. Some fire was so hot, the flames looked blue and red. The fledglings all gasped and laughed, seeing the amazing colors. Another male could blow ice, freezing trees in an instant. The music played well into the night. Orion and Willa’s hospitality helped the dragons hold on to hope that soon all of Bergarian would be safe from the dangers of dark magic. We had won this battle, but the one to take down an evil sorcerer was our next step.

It will be good for him. A dragon reaches maturity and can breathe fire at one-hundred years old. The twenty-five years before full adulthood are difficult. Like most teenagers, they don't want their parents' guidance and they seek adventure, also known as trouble. With Ashrac's mathematical mind, which he gets from his mother, school will hopefully keep him away from too much misfortune. A little trouble is acceptable and expected when you're the fiercest creature in a hundred realms. But moderation is important and sadly can only be taught by making one's own mistakes. Those are always the best lessons and I know because I've learned from plenty of my mistakes.