Almighty Dragon Novels & Stories

Loras' body contracts and he lets out a groan as the salty taste fills her mouth. She smiles and gets next to him, wrapping her arms around his now relaxed body. "Woman... If I knew what that mouth could do I would have lost our little bet since before we made it." He sighs and pulls her closer in a tight cuddle. "Now will give me the answers?" She asks. "Ah yes... That's the other thing that mouth can do." "Annoy you?" "Greatly. But It's worth it." He sighs dramatically and Astrid laughs. "The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers."

I opened my eyes again and looked around. Baz was standing in front of me and Jennifer was still holding my hand. I squeezed her hand as she looked at me with big eyes. “We bow in your presence Typhon, father of all dragons and mightiest beast in all of the realms, we request the turning of this human so she may birth strong dragon children with her bonded half, her heart is pure and her intent is honorable,” Baz said. I saw the flickering of a black tail and then the great dragon came forward from the shadows as we all bowed our heads. He had a magnificent aura of power, almost suffocating me and I knew that I stood in the presence of the oldest dragon to ever live.

Ronald believed in names like the Dragon. A Dragon according to Anita is a mythical creature that is the strongest of the creatures in the Heavens and Earth. It is a creature that was born with the ability to spout fire, smoke, mist, and water from its mouth. There are some people in the world that believe that the Mythical Dragon also had the ability to create. Anita has always loved Dragons as a name and as a creature and it was one of her reasons to keep her dream. She was sure that one day she would be able to prove that they exist and that they aren’t just stories or fantasy made by the human’s brains of a writer.

The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed. 'Are you sure?' 'A hundred and one percent sure, my lady.' "What is the strongest kind?" Prince Martin asked. "I haven't read much about dragons." "A full blown fire dragon," Demitri answered. "This one isn't, though." Everyone's eyes drifted to me at once.

The Monster and the Flower. After he nodded, I began delivering the story, "Arden, the name of the snake dragon who is our novel's male lead. He is the most powerful dragon on Mount Tateyama, one of Japan's holiest mountains. Arden has the ability to shapeshift into a human form in order to deceive other civilizations and conquer it. After conquering those nations, he will turn the population into slaves and murder all who oppose him.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Yarsii grinned and exhaled heavily, feeling a receding tremor of tension disperse through his body, and a silver fog dissipates before his eyes. “Actually, I was just trying to help you,” Erto muttered. “Well, thanks, maybe you can explain something - what do you know about dragons?” "Dragons," the Vistolet spoke measuredly. “The strongest and most powerful beings in all the worlds. Reasonable, while completely devoid of such feelings as pity, regret, mercy, kindness. These are absolutely indifferent and cruel creatures. Their food is the energy absorbed from the living and non-living. If the dragon enters a new world, then, as a rule, such a world dies. It doesn't stop until it completely d

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

Gideon answered with a question of his own. However, that confirmed it. Draco gritted his teeth. "Kill!" he roared. The Tyrant Dragon Physique lived up to its name. It was unyielding and dominant. His energy was overbearing, as if proclaiming himself the supreme ruler of the world. "Tyrant Dragon's Breath!" Draco opened his mouth, unleashing a dragon's roar. Then, he threw a punch, and the energy transformed into a hundred-foot-long dragon, coiling through the sky. It wasn't just one, but several dragon shadows materialized.