Fantasy Water Dragon Novelas e Histórias

“You are the Commander, but you cannot command destiny. You cannot touch her because your aura will crush her. You cannot reject her because the bond will kill you both. You are trapped, Draven. We are looking at a living nightmare.” I closed my eyes, forcing Karl’s furious roars into a corner of my mind. We've heard stories of dragons tearing themselves apart because they could not survive the loss. True mates were rare precisely because the bond was merciless. It gave everything or destroyed everything. “Then she stays ignorant. I stay away and pray to the Creator that the world never finds out what she is to me.”

"Drax is Ayla's childhood friend. He is a Water Mage novice." "Was a novice," Drax said and smiled. "I passed my Water Test. I am official a Water Mage. And I know how to enter Erylas without being caught." "How?" Droyn asked. "Using the old catacombs!"

“I found him, dad. My brother, I found him. He didn’t recognize me and he’s…small, smaller than I am. And he’s….he’s a wyvern.” I hear Zephyr suck in air behind me. A wyvern is a lesser dragon, often more violent than pure dragons. “Why do you say that, son?” Avani asks, much more calmly now. I finish pushing my healing into Laiken and move to Salil. He’s also a water dragon and has blisters all over his body. I begin pushing my healing into him as Zephyr steps up to Themistocles, one of the earth dragons and begins healing him. He also has blisters on his body from the fire.

“What is that smell?” “Lizard. Komodo dragon to be specific. But there’s also Lycan, water dragon, and fire dragon. Two fire dragons, one with the Komodo dragon and one with a Lycan. The Lycan and water dragon is female,” he says. “The winged Lycan girl,” I say nodding. I’m filtering through the scents as he talks them through with me, trying to decipher them as he is. “There’s a very strong Lycan and fire dragon scent over here,” I tell him.

Good. Because so am I. I launch from the terrace. My dragon bursts forward with a roar that shakes the ancient stone beneath us. The wind tears across my scales as I climb rapidly toward the incoming enemy. Malrec doesn’t slow. He’s in his dragon form—larger than any I’ve ever seen outside the royal bloodline. Bigger than before. His scales are dark as storm clouds, and his wings cut through the air with terrifying strength. Fae enhancements. He’s not alone.

My heart caught in my throat when I saw her. No doubt Seraphina. Her face was nearly identical to mine, only that her eyes were a mismatch green and brown. “I never thought I would see the water dragon in my life again,” she said in a cheerful voice. “This was worth the gamble.” The water dragon was an actual dragon made of water. It hovered in the air behind Silver and Amy. I could not begin to imagine how much water was in that thing. With that in his corner, it was no wonder that Silver had been able to evade Seraphina for twelve years while being a teenager himself.

“I am. You impress me sometimes Wraya but you should also know that protecting me like that isn’t the way. Do you know how mad your water fairy would have been if she knew what you did to her best friend?” With my words confirming through the dragon’s head his slit like eyes widened in disbelief. “Wait so you’re telling me that this annoying, spoiled wolf is the water fairy’s best friend?” He almost screamed, not that loud enough to wake Draco up. I nodded, smiling. Amused by the dragon’s reaction. “He is.” I watched how Wraya dropped the woods towards the ambers of the previous branches which were turning to ashes and a new wave of fire blew across with the arrival of more new woods.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

So this time, he took his plan to craft out his plan. They're embacked on the journey to the waterfall. It was said that in the waterfall, lived a water dragon of a rare type. The dragon wasn't like normal dragons. It was sea blue in color, and had a head similar to that of a horse. It wasn't very dreadful yet who won't be scared confronting a water dragon who was rumored to have the ability to also talk to humans. The dragon had a special love for beautiful things and something like a crown could be said to be one of such.