Fantasy
Dragons in the City
There weren’t always dragons in the valley, but there was a busy city. This city had been built from past generations. It was now one of the main hubs in the country. It was like many cities around the world, it had apartment buildings, offices, busy people. But this city had something no other city had. It had a teenage girl who would change this city forever.
By Paige Turner 4 years ago in Fiction
Out of the Valley
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. There wasn’t always a Valley for the dragons to live in. I stand before it now, warm mud on my hands, caked around my wrists. A bloody, wartorn field is split in two beneath my feet, the crack in the ground stretched out before me, widening and shaping as the Earth trembles and breaks herself open.
By Ella Michael4 years ago in Fiction
Veritas - Book 1
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They had descended from The Tower, dark silhouettes piercing through the clouds that split the man-made construction between the realms of Earth and Heaven. The dragons had arrived with guests during the ides of March, bringing with the gift of storms.
By Will Sanderson4 years ago in Fiction
Hope and Hopeless
There weren't always dragons in the valley, but after the assassination of the queen and the proclamation made by the king declaring energy wielders an enemy to the throne, the valley was turned into a makeshift breeding ground for the dragons to aid in the battle against the insurgent energy wielders. Princess Emma surveyed the land from the mountain overlooking the valley. She found the dragons to be magnificent creatures and longed to have one of her own, but only the energy wielders under her father's control were permitted to own such creatures. Emma looked up at the sky. The light blue sky was beginning to darken, the edges of the horizon becoming tinged with colors of orange, gold, and magenta. She cursed and stumbled down the mountain. She had stayed out too late once again.
By Amber Spencer4 years ago in Fiction
Valley Wings
Chapter One There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Of course, there weren't always pig shifters, either. They were discovered in the most unfortunate circumstances during the annual Valley Festival of Feasts. The Valley villagers celebrated a bountiful harvest season, only to end with a memorial service and council meetings to determine a course of action for the future discovery of mystical clans.
By Cricket Cole4 years ago in Fiction
Deep in the Woods
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. But when it was breeding season the valley was where they went, and the valley was where they stayed until their hatchlings could fly - usually about a month after birth. For those 4 months out of the year everyone avoided the area. Today was different however because Eden had to enter the valley. Overnight her pregnant mare, Ivy, had run off. Eden worried she was going to give birth. This would be Ivy’s first foal and she did not want the mare to be alone for her first birth. Ivy had followed her tracks directly to one of the most traveled pathways that lead down to the valley lake. Realizing the odds of this search not ending well caused Eden to falter. But she knew turning back would only lead to heartbreak. She couldn’t leave sweet Ivy to the dragons, especially in her vulnerable state. They’d smell the blood from the birth and reign down immediately.
By Courtney Janicki4 years ago in Fiction
The Elemancer
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Jaul-ket stood before a demonic beast. It was filled with such vitriol, Jaul-ket thought the dragon could see through him. This dragon was captured from the Valley, was it here to end Jaul-ket’s life? What other way could this story end?
By TheWishfulThinker4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Bonds
There weren't always dragons in the valley. The local human populations had seen to that. Mistrust of Dragons and the magic they bear had seen a massive culling of the population. No, Dragons were not always in the valley anymore… but it was hope enough for Azita to start there.
By Sarah Casey4 years ago in Fiction
Hoard
“There weren’t always dragons in the valley-” “Uuuuugh, please, spare me. I didn’t ask for a fairytale, much less that dusty old yawn.” Baryns mouth stretched slightly in the ethereal glow of my presence, as if to illustrate his complete boredom with an actual yawn. “I just want to know-”
By Sarah Nyberg4 years ago in Fiction








