A Dragonslayer's Peerless Regression Novel Novels & Stories

Chapter 46: Flames of War Chaos exploded around us before I could even catch my breath. Draven’s cock was still buried deep inside me, thick and pulsing from his latest load, when the first dragon roar shook the walls of my childhood home. The ground trembled. Glass shattered somewhere in the kitchen. My mother screamed and Kael dove under the table like the coward he was.

I feel him making our cock thicker and longer and our mate gasps as she feels the dragon's involvement. “OH GOD,” She screams, “YES.” The dragon and I became animalistic and drove into our mate fast and hard as she had asked for. Her moans turned into screams of pleasure as I drove her over the edge, and she climaxed hard and squeezed my cock which sent me over the edge with her. I growl my pleasure along with her drop my forehead against hers and smile. “Was that to your liking?” I ask, breathing hard. “That was beyond what I asked for. It was perfect.” She smiles. “You are perfect. And our daughter is perfect and so will our baby be perfect.”

I wasn’t so worried about my parents but his parents were a different game altogether. ~~~~~ Moran gave me dirty looks when I shuffled into Clyde’s office. Apparently, the mark burned as soon as one of us even left the room. So Clyde suggested this. “The bond is new and dragons are a bit territorial,” he said a bit abashedly. “Stop staring at me if you want to keep your eyesight intact,” I muttered. He was about to retort something nasty but glancing at Clyde he reigned that in. I bit back a smile. “Don’t even for a second think that I see you in any different way.” He settled for saying and grimaced.

The more dragons they had, the better their chances of taking over. That was the prophecy he knew. The prophecy neither Mare nor the Baryns knew. To them, the prophecy meant freedom from slavery but he knew the true prophecy spoke of the merging of the kingdom of old once again. An order of 6 kingdoms once broken, merged under dragon blood. Only then... He was tempted to release a deep sigh of relief but it was just beginning. This is where their story will begin and for many years after this, the story will continue to be told.

“Where is your technician?” “Lost in the Capitol fire,” bowing my head sadly, I sigh. “We lost so many regal dragons that day, including several near-extinct royal lines from around the globe. Thankfully, I was already round with this clutch at that time. If it weren’t for those human terrorists,” I snap, “That Solar Rebellion, I’d still be in the palace with my consort, Primus, by my side as I nested instead of hiding in the countryside waiting for justice. Now if you could just focus on what really matters–crushing that human rebellion–instead of…”

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

So choose ye now, where hearts may lean, ‘Twixt fire’s wrath and rule unseen. For in this tale, the world may change, When love and flame the stars arrange. Skylar With each dragon who rose to mate, the pain I felt the next day lessened. Yes, it still goes on for hours, but my stomach is no longer sore afterward and the pain between my thighs is less every time. Now, it barely takes me a day to recover, and it’s been three days since a dragon rose to mate.

Its internal gears began to spin with a deafening, melodic clatter. > MANUSCRIPT RECEIVED: THE LEGEND OF THE BRAVE DOG. > AUTHOR: MINA THORNE. > STATUS: REPRINTING REALITY. The dragon’s tail slammed into the ground, but this time it didn't destroy. It acted like a giant stamp. Where it hit the frozen earth, the "Ghost-Prints" of the fallen soldiers didn't vanish, they were filled in. The grey shadows became solid men in blue surcoats. The dragon took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of violet steam. As the mist settled over the ruined banquet hall, the blackened stones didn't just clean themselves, they were replaced by descriptions of stones.

Were they the first to find the supreme good? But the people, having weapons they had invented, managed to resist the dragons' attack and eventually repel them strongly. After this defeat, the dragons decided to watch the people from a distance. When they realized that they did not have any supreme goods in their possession, their hopes revived, and they decided to continue their seeking. Their faith and devotion to their purpose compensated them by finding the unique gem that for centuries awaited the one who would make it his acquisition.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.