Apocalypse Dragons Novels & Stories

"They didn't just die. With their scales, humans created armors. With their hearts, they created weapons. Nothing remained from their bodies. Even their eyeballs became materials for their alchemy. And all of that because I was consumed by rage and hatred. I didn't hate humans for my brothers' demise. I was the one that led them towards that ending. Unfortunately, I realized my mistakes too late." "How scary!" Apollyon exclaimed with a sigh. He wasn't overacting. He really felt dread from humans' cruelty. The boy also felt a little overloaded from the information he had just received from Stormbreaker. First of all, the dragon seemed to talk about a world foreign to him. Although he had some

however before their mind could registered what was happing ‘BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM……………………………………’ a ear piercing blast happened right before their eyes following by an aggressive fire that got spread mile away on ground and rose up so high in sky that all three Dragons… Draco , Saltus and Oceano were dangerously affected by it and were brutally thrown away because of its hazardous impact….. in blink of an eye once dark night sky got covered in dangerous green colored smoke and grotesque fire flames, in just a beat of heart entire Royal castle of Kingdom Thezmaer came crumbling down like it was a castle made of playing cards…. once a proud and tall standing caste was viciously bur

"But father said it was us who attacked the dragons, not the Terrans." Zuriel laughed. "Why do you think the Terrans became greedy and wanted the power of the dragons? Greed is one of the sins committed by demons. It was father who manipulated the Terrans to attack the dragon clan." Elisia was not surprised. Greed was one of the seven deadly sins. Maybe Asmodeus sent someone to spread greed to the Terrans. Like his children who were sent to the mortal realm to bring destroy it. "Five dragons survived and escaped that day. The fire dragon, Azzurth. Zykur, the water dragon. Shirma, the wind dragon. Aldra, the ice dragon. And Endralth, the immortal dragon."

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

I knew immediately that it was one of the three dragons I hadn’t met and because of her scent, I knew it was the fire dragon. We’d all been told that there was only one possible way to save these dragons. If any of us identified them as a mate, we were to try and claim them as their riders were dying, giving them a new reason to live. We all know it’s not a foolproof plan. The only one who has done this before is Ancalagon, but it’s worth a try if it saves these dragons. I’d just turned to find her when the earth had dropped out from underneath me. I shifted and began scrambling along with the other wolves who had been patrolling this side of the Academy. As the trench opened up, I could fee

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Like for example the scroll, an objective only` heard about but on the Lord Dragons possess. Kade has been to sanctuary, the land of dragons. Dragons never interact with outsiders but at a rare chance they might be mates, it is said they are possessive and be borderline caveman. On the arch gate in bold letters creatively framed along with burnt tips reads dragon clan sanctuary.

Kylie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. After all, Delores was speaking of dragons, beings that were so powerful that their mere presence in her world was enough to tip the scales of war. A dragon was not something that could be easily ignored, and she doubted that the entire world of Beastmen put together could even put up a fight when faced with a dragon. Besides, one of the greatest Beastmen clans had a dragon as their descendants; yet Delores was referring to them like she did insects.

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.