Arin Ninjago: Dragons Rising Novels & Stories

Alliance Master Yarn sighed inwardly and said, “I’m still missing that little opportunity. So be it. Today, for my people and for my civilization, I’ll fight to my death! … Roger had returned to his peak condition. He had a handsome face, black hair, as well as a tall and burly figure. He was standing on the sea with his hands behind his back. In that instant, only this magnificent figure could be seen! Roger stared at the nine silver dragons raging in front of him intently with a smug smile. He raised his right hand, made a grabbing motion at the nine silver dragons in mid-air, and shouted grimly, “How dare nine worms like you kick up a storm on my sea?! Die!” Crack! Nine shattering sounds

Darryl did not get back at him for trying to take advantage of Gigi back at the North Star Galaxy and pinning the blame onto Darryl, nor did he care when Vincent tried to pick a bone with him in the underground town. However, Vincent was still trying to pester him constantly. Did he really think that Darryl was so easy to step on? At the thought, Darryl's gaze grew cold as he soared into mid-air, raising his right arm slowly. "Ascension of the Nine Dragons." The next second, the words were spat out of Darryl's mouth coolly. All that could be seen was the air in front of him ripping into half before nine golden dragons tore out of thin air.

I bowed my head in respect and then I nodded my head. I opened my eyes again but this time, my eyes were glowing. I stood up and made my way out of the house of the enchantress. Charlie and Phantom followed me behind. As soon as I stepped out of the house, I closed my eyes again. Then I saw him. My dragon. He was so beautiful. His scales were golden and so were his eyes. His tail was longer than any other dragons ever had. His wings were also bigger. His fangs were sharp and long. He was so beautiful. I almost lost myself in his beautiful appearance.

Raisel screamed at the top of her voice nonstop. “There is a dragon in our camp!”, the giants cried with a loud voice, “Kill him”. The giants jumped and raised their hands to reach them, some swung clubs and swords at them. Dragomir skillfully dodged their weapons but he still flew low, careful not to get to the topmost surface which he was sure the giants had covered with a spell. Raisel was screaming nonstop but she couldn’t help it. One of the giants managed to grab his hind legs, he struggled against its hold and then he turned around and blew a breath of fire setting the giant aflame, he scampered about, spreading the fire before he fell to the ground in a thud rolling around.

It took in a deep breath for another belch of flame. I extended my hand out. "Sword!" Nothing happened. The dragon's maw opened wide, ready to spit flame. "I am Nami! Sword!" The Aurora Sword flew from the trees. It landed in my hand just as the black flames extended from the dragon's mouth. The Aurora Sword lengthened and split the flame in two. The sword, my armor, and my wings all emanated white and rainbow light as I held fast against the black flame.

Was she all right? The Tryn dragon crashed into Kohl's side, knocking them both down. Its talons digging into his back and shoving his head into the mud. Vespar strolled in front of him. “Watch while we make your woman ours. She is the first of our broodmares who will bring a new age.” Kohl clenched his talons and allowed his rage to boil inside him.

"They sound really powerful." "They are. It's why the royal family are normally all pink eye dragons." I suddenly realised that I still didn't know who this man was, "Oh, I forgot to ask your name." He smiled and said, "Cyprus." "Can you tell us why we were drawn towards this place?"

I turned to Arax. "And don't try to double cross me, because bitch, I might not have a dragon, but I will burn you, until you are crisp and brown." ----

Nyota whispered under her breath and Clara jumped out of fright. Outside the inner wall, Ragnor had seen those arrow dragons. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were glowing in the turquoise colour. His all-gold wings appeared, his fangs growing longer and so were his nails. "Take cover and don't get hit by an arrow. Let me handle this," Ragnor said and was about to take off when Jonas pulled his hand making him turn to look at him. "Be careful up there," Jonas said and Ragnor nodded and jumped into the sky.

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.