Novel & Cerita Black Dragon Born

The moment his gaze locked onto the infant, a monstrous, white-hot fury erupted from his throat. "Why does it have blue eyes?! Why the hell does my son have blue eyes?!" The entire grand hall plunged into a suffocating, paralyzing silence. The Elders exchanged horrified, bewildered glances. No one dared to draw breath. Every single legitimate child born to the dragon royal family, male or female, possessed pure, molten-gold reptilian slits at birth. This was an iron clad, prehistoric law of royal biology that had remained unbroken for thousands of years.

Aurora was a strange woman, she muttered a few confusing things from time to time, she remembered hearing her say the word and asking what she meant but she would never say. What could her mother be up to? “I know what Drákos stratiótis means… it's an ancient Greek word in dragon texts, it means Dragon soldier. Your mother must have known a dragon soldier” “A dragon soldier? What does that mean?” she asked in confusion. Drake hesitated before saying, “Dragon soldier means exactly what the name implies, They are dragons born to be soldiers for the clan. Dragons are mostly born into their roles and they are created by the flame goddess to bear the characteristics that are unique to them. It's

Curiosity prickled, and Storm began, “Lovely mate, I’m glad you’re carrying our hatchling and a pup. You’ve made me the happiest dragon alive.” “A hatchling or a pup? So the baby isn’t a hybrid?” I asked in disbelief. Storm laughed. “One fetus is Dorrin’s and mine—it’s a hatchling. The other is a pup of Alexander and Velkan.” I caught my breath. Twins. “And the third one… we still can’t figure out whose baby it is. It’s a hybrid of a dragon, lycan, and vampire.”

The mother sank to her knees, pleading as she watched her bloodied baby crying while the wicked lord held him. “You stupidly gave me this abomination as an heir! I’ll sever it before your eyes, Failure! And your punishment will be worse,” Draken hollered, flailing the birthling in the air. The blood slowly pooled Into the birthling’s head, yet Draken never cared less. “All of you will face punishment for your failure! I can’t pay such a heavy price over your heads and come up with nothing!” As he spat, he began to slip out his claws. With gnashed teeth, he buried them into the birthling’s belly and clawed it open.

she says. “You provided?” I ask. My mate created dragons? “Yes. The reason the dragons all have the ability to manipulate an element is because they were born from their element. The fire and earth dragons came first, which may be why so many assume that they are the stronger dragons. They aren’t, but they were born from the earth when it was at its most volatile. The first dragons rose from the magma in the center of the earth, pulling their forms out of the hot lava as it exploded in volcanic eruptions all around the world,” she says.

I handed her my phone, and she took it in her hands and placed it in her cross-body freckled bag that suited her look perfectly. "Don't be scared, Love... I might look rough, but my dragon adores you," I said, cupping her cheek, and taking a step back, shifting into my magnificent beast. Yes, I was an earth dragon, but unlike my brothers, I was also a gifted dragon, just like Adam. Adam was the Emerald dragon, while I, Urien Dragnoir, had the Onyx dragon. A pure black beast. Elisa gasped and then ran her hand over my snout, and my dragon melted into her, and then huffed, lowering his head.

Vulcan and Anala, who had just arrived, gasped at the tribute given by Radcliff and Newton to the figure of a young boy who had black hair and red eyes. “It’s him, Vulcan!” shouted Anala while gasping. “I, Draco Black, the last Dragon Prince is willing to take your oath of allegiance, the Fire Salamander-incarnate Radcliff. Let's fight to awaken the dragons and protect Magica from harm,” Draco replied with an aura of majesty and graceful charisma.

Molly had told me that Zuri's baby was a complete black dragon, and a black dragon cannot rule, as that would give other black dragons the right to destroy more kingdoms, both the four wings and the human kingdom at large. I was amazed to hear that Zuri's baby was a dark-skinned dragon as of the day of the child's birth a week ago. Nonetheless, Zuri was dark, and Mikel was light-skinned. So automatically, the baby was expected to be either dark-skinned or white, and the baby came out dark. As I was light-skinned, I shivered at the thought of my baby being a white dragon, if at all my baby was a male. But if my baby was a female, then she couldn't rule.

And then it came, tearing the fragile silence apart. A roar—no, the roar—exploded across Qombinia, rolling over the city like thunder born inside a mountain. It hurled birds from the palace roofs and froze hearts mid-beat. People who had never seen a dragon dropped to their knees instinctively; those who had knew the sound could only belong to one being in the realm. King Drakonios. Omni Draco. Last of the Eternal Brood.

She was the very first fire dragon. Oaestr then turned to the other little hatchling, Faeyr’s twin, and smiled a very special smile. He was a dull black color with a red iridescence, like a hidden warmth within darkness. “You remind me so much of your father, my beloved shadow drake.” She cooed. “But you are not a creature of shadows. You burn like your sister like the blood within me burns for your father. I shall call you Bleyd.” The little drake, the very first blood dragon, roared in delight. Together with his sister, they flew around the cave, twisting and twirling around one another, always together, just like all dragons carry fire within their blood.