A Dragonslayer's Peerless Regression Novel Novels & Stories

"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 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.

“You seem to like them.” Her eyes darted over. He was watching her, unfortunately, and caught her glance. She had no choice but to play it off and look forward again since she didn’t dare hold his gaze, not when she grew more and more nervous about what she would find there. She kept - seeing things in his eyes, strange lights and gleams that made her increasingly mistrustful and thrilled and numb all at once. “Dragons are a noble species,” she said. “They’re respected in the Empire. Greatly.” “Are they? I recall that your Empire’s foundation was built on annihilating them.”

The rain of blood that she created was now falling in the sky like bullets of the sniper. Sharp and deathly. The bullets of the blood might not kill the dragon but surely injure the dragon slayers. Naomi also seemed to know what she should do once the blood made contact with the dragons and the owner. “KWARGH!” “KAGH!” “PBAKH!” All sorts of yells echoed throughout the area where the dragons were. “Burn… burning. Something it’s burning.” One of the dragon slayers coughed loudly. ROOARRRRRRRRR!!!

I want to run, but I’m too afraid. “I assure you, Tru. I am not doing this in gest. I don’t know why humans forgot about the night’s children and us. I’m going to find the answers, but I need someone to help me.” The fight is over in minutes. Bodies litter the ground. Some burnt from fire and others torn apart by teeth and talons. Six dragons lay on the ground. It’s clear they didn’t make it. I watch as a red dragon makes its way to the fallen ones. It lets out a roar, and the other dragons follow. Some lift the deceased dragons, while some begin to gather wood, and the others start burning what’s left on the field.

It took me years to create a plan, and finally, I managed to do so with some help. I freed a hundred of my kind from their ruthless hands, and I will make sure those that are left behind would also be liberated. I had enough of these two centuries of sickening war. It is time for us to reclaim our birthright and our lands. I will reclaim what once mine and make the dragons the rulers of the mountains and of the seas once again. I ought to shed and paint this land with flesh and blood once again if I have to. And my first move was supposed to be wiping out the Slayers troop in order for my kind to feel safe, even in just a negligible amount of time, but right now, because of my lack of inform

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

“Tell me. What has happened?” The white Dragon managed to roll back onto her belly and gather her legs beneath her. As she furled her wings she said, “It’s very wrong, brother. All of it.” His heavy brow creased further. “What do you mean?” “This darkness, the coming conflict. The rise of Dark Magic. It has grown far worse than we had imagined.” “Tell me.”