Novel & Cerita Baca Novel Dragon Marked War God

“Chaos, with the help of a dark human magician, who sought for power found a way to unseal the god dragon and dark forces in the dungeon. The dark lord pet god dragon was unleash upon the earth. Those of the dragons on earth that could not transform into a human but were born of nature, were captured and breaded by the god dragon into mindless zombies, savages and a large-scale war began. “For the first time in history, humans, elves, dwarves, beast, orcs, and all Demi humans united as one forming a coalition army. This army stood against an unstoppable Force, the eight-headed dragon, which invaded and destroyed Lukedonia. It killed almost everyone and so they could no longer hide anymore. T

This was the oracle healer my people were talking about. I knew the story of the first great battle between the dragons and werewolves. Two alphas—the dragon king and the alpha king—competed for one mate. No one wanted to give in. No one wanted to share. Pride was above them. Hatred fueled their hearts, so in the end, war broke out. And this continued until my generation... Now, I had the chance to find out what truly happened, and it seemed this story started when Alpha Eckon first met her.

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

My father explained, his eyes searching mine as if looking for reason. He wouldn't find any. "Azian is THE Dragon. The Golden Dragon," My father finally confessed. At those words I shone through, pushing Xeric back, "What?" My Father sighed, "He is the Golden Dragon. You must remember the tales your mother used to tell. Tales of The Golden Dragon, Alpha of all dragons and king of all species. That's why he was so strong,” he paused, "he marked Kaya because as it so happens, Kaya is his possession," He explained.

I looked at her for a long moment, brushing her hair off her face. “Because if I came… I wouldn’t have left.” She blinked, emotions flashing in her gaze. “Will you still choose me when the fires come?” she asked. I leaned down, kissed her forehead. “I’ll burn the world if it means keeping you.” The next morning She left quietly. Not long after, my Beta stormed in. “Alpha,” Rhider said, urgency in his voice. “The dragons have crossed the border.” My blood turned cold. The war had begun. And this time, there would be no turning back.

> “So be it, Warborn. We shall march. The skies will darken. The rivers will turn to rot. We will wake the sleeping beasts beneath the mountains.” The portal began to close with a deafening whisper. > “But remember, child of men... once opened, we do not return willingly.” As the shadows vanished, Malric turned back to the map. He moved a single black pawn piece forward—placing it directly on Xaerath. He whispered, almost lovingly, “Let the Dragon King come. Let the Queen rise in flame. I’ll drag them both down into the dark.” Behind him, horns began to sound i n the distance—war horns, but not of any known army. The earth trembled faintly beneath his feet. The dark forces had heard their ca

“Drakun.” The dragon made a sound like a snort of approval. “Drakos Drakun.” To the surprise and horror of everyone watching; the king, the soldiers who stood guarding him, the noblemen and their families, the prince and the princess, Llod and Hegi, the dragon’s serpentine eyes closed and it bowed its head and pushed it into her hand. Mare released a shaky breath and let her fingers fold over the tough scales. She closed her eyes. The surge of warmth within her was now a dull burn in her heart. This dragon was hers.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Princess Yeri. I shudder on the long line of my people whom have been captured by Alpha King Ozar, the one rumoured to be the breathing dragon, a wolf whose bite is deadly and akin to a scorching heat that can only be found in a dragon’s breath. I bow my head, looking from one place to another, gazing at the gammas of the kingdom of Orizon who are turning my people into slaves after the war has been won. I gasp, tears trailing from my face and my hands clutching the cloak against my head.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.