A Dragonslayer's Peerless Regression Novel Novels & Stories

And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content. ―Ursula K. Le Guin,?The Farthest Shore Fitful dreams and haunted, shadowy nightmares chased Mikhail through the halls of his mind as he slept. The dragon stirred, trying to reclaim control as images of Elizabeth, his sweet Gloriana, betraying him played over and over. For five centuries his dragon had held the pain of the past at bay. But the moment Piper Linwood came into his life, the fortress around his dragon's heart had begun to crumble.

She sends him flying into the wall. She walks to the window where her dragon sets fire to the kingdom of Gandigos, “It was nice seeing you again, Regi.” The king's feels his view start to fade as he watches her walk away into the thunderstorm. RISE OF LEGENDS Book #1 In TLOA Series A.C Elegbede

"Well since you know how dangerous I can be, let me introduce myself. I am the Dragon Queen. This is my palace. Thorne is my mate. You are nothing. A bitch from the past who has overstayed her welcome. If you ever cross my path again, if you ever speak to me again, you will get more than a burned neck. Do you understand?" I released her. She stumbled back, clutching her red, blistered neck, her face pale with terror. She couldn't even speak. She just turned and ran down the hallway. I closed the door, my heart pounding, but my hand was steady. Later that night, I stood by my window. The air was cool on my skin. She deserved it, Veylara said, her voice satisfied. She challenged us, Seris agre

He lowered her carefully to her feet, then whipped around to stare at the bed in absolute horror. “What in the gods' names is happening to him?!” Amyrace coughed, pressing a hand to her ribs. Her wide eyes remained glued to the golden light radiating through Killian’s sternum. “Fate cannot be stopped,” she whispered, her voice shaking with awe and dread. “The dragon has entered the Sacred Slumber. His soul is forcibly carving out its own Dragon Core to bind itself to the dead.” For several seconds, Luken could only stare at her in complete silence.

Dragons | Dark romance | Hate to love | Stockholm Syndrome | Slave | Psychopath | Spicy When Hazel accidentally presses the wrong button on her father's invention, she is transported to another realm. A realm with mythical creatures, a realm where dragons exist. She is captured straight away and imprisoned by the King of Dragons as slave. The dragon inside Zyndrahr already knows it. His new slave is his most valuable possession he has ever owned. But no dark ruler will bend his knees to a mere human. He hates her, despises her, but can't seem to get rid of her. She speaks weird words and does things to strange, she doesn't seem from this time. Zyndrahr keeps her as a slave and for

Finally, she made her way inside the main part of Forrest Keep, less clothes and skin, but she had conquered the flaming waves and the gauntlet of soldiers. For the briefest of moments, she leaned against a tree, catching her breath, preparing for more. She scanned the dark skies, but the dragons seemed to stay higher up than before. The armored vigilantes, relaxed and unbridled by fear of the people, wandered here and there pillaging the dead. It was disgusting and made her skin crawl, but it also gave her the freedom to move within the smoke and shadows unnoticed.

He hissed, walking closer until he was inches from my face. “Think about her biology, you stubborn b*st*rd. She is a mortal. She is a fragile human girl. The backwash of a royal dragon rejecting a fated bond will shatter her mind and stop her heart within seconds. She will die first, right here in your castle.” I looked away towards the storm again.

Astrid swallowed with a nod. “I, Radcliff the Firebreath, The Red Dragon Slayer, challenge the three of you at the same time to fight against me. The winner will get the dragon magic stone that is in this sword,” challenged Radcliff with a smug grin that was clearly contemptuous and condescending. Draco took one step forward and glared at Radcliff. "We accept your challenge. I, Draco Black, The Son of Zergenth, The Sky Protector, The Last Dragon, challenge you Dragon Slayer,” Draco replied with a serious face.

Not if they really were dragon shifters. Out of the corner of her eye, something gray and black flitted down the great dragon’s side, and she let herself glance there for a precious half-second to see the Prince crawling upside down off the elder dragon’s neck. His wings were outstretched as he climbed down with his thumb-like claw hooks, and now she saw something else peculiar. He had four wings now, two smaller ones that the main ones overlapped halfway. And the gnarled horns protruding from his head that looked more like ram’s horns than a dragon’s, those hadn’t been there before. At the movement, many of the warriors standing around them shifted to face both dragons with bared teeth and

The black light clashed against the white light and let out a screeching noise. GGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUULLLLLL~ ROOOOOARRRR! Unfortunately, Fluppy that was lying near them had the biggest secondhand impact. Fluppy convulsed on the ground, writhing in pain due to the excessive inhalation of the intoxication scent around them. For the first time in her life inside the novel did she feel resentment towards the dragon. The dragon was supposed to be one of the most important beings inside here. They were an existence that stood above all other existence in this fictional novel.