Novel & Cerita Black Dragon Born

The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel. For the first sixteen years, we didn’t think she had been born with a Dragon. Cyran and I both suspected that she had been born just like me. Unlike other Dragons, she had grown up just like an ordinary human. When she hit sixteen, everything changed. Every Dragon power that she had, as well as abilities, came to her all at once. We had been freaked out at first but then learned that her Dragon Stone was active. Which meant that she wasn’t a potential, she was an actual Dragon Stone Keeper, just like me.

He had never even heard such a story in that place during his reign. "Impossible! I, who have always had power up there, have never found a single trace of you! How can you say that you are another form of the Golden Dragon? And what do you mean by saying that I am not the real golden dragon?" said the Dragon Emperor, unable to accept all the words of the black dragon. He had golden blood at birth and since he was a child, he had intelligence that surpassed other children his age. When he was fifteen years old, he had already stepped onto the path of cultivation that even children his age could not achieve. He even defeated the elders and some of his ancestors at that time. But now the black

I glanced at the skinny,skin-and-bones little red dragon in the corner and said firmly,"I want him." The moment I said that,the Grand Druid and the beastmen froze. The Naga at my feet shifted into his half-human form,frustrated tears falling from his eyes."You'd rather take a dying little lizard than me?" Chloe and Bjorn looked stunned as well. The Grand Druid stepped forward to warn me."Elena,he is of the Dragonkin.Dragons are notoriously bad at reproducing.Besides,in our ancient legends,they are omens of doom and destruction!As one of the tribe's only two precious females,you must choose wisely."

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.

In my previous life, I chose Kael Drayne, the Beast King's eldest son, full-blooded dragon, the crown jewel of the realm. What I never imagined was that on the day I gave birth, at my most fragile and vulnerable, the moment I needed my husband's protection most, Kael would stand at my bedside with cold eyes and cut me open with his own hands. "No!" I screamed. He didn't even flinch. His face was blank as he yanked our child free and slammed it to the floor. "You owed Ivy this." He stood over me, nothing left in his gaze but hatred. Only then did I understand. All along, his heart had belonged to Ivy, my stepsister, a low-ranking half-blood with no blood relation to me at all.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

He chuckled, “You know how kids are.” I pressed my lips together. Kids, they were something that I wanted. I didn’t know how they were besides the flock’s children. It was so rare for a dragon to be able to carry a pregnancy to term. We were lucky, after I’d put a stop to the arranged marriages that the council had ordered. My flock had flourished. Once they’d been able to go out into the world and choose mates for themselves. The gods had blessed us. There were nine children born in the last few years. Three more on the way.

I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin. With a sharp, sweeping motion of my arm, I unleashed a massive wave of raw fire straight toward the grand entrance. ​The roaring inferno slammed into the reinforced ironwood doors with the force of a collapsing mountain. ​There was a deafening roar as the flames devoured the thick wood instantly, superheating the metal plating until it melted into glowing liquid slag.

Her dragon had always been very protective of me, even if I was considered a mistake. "He is an alpha; it is very well it could have happened. Adam is strong." Heat filled the room; my mother's dragon was coming forth. She was strong, maybe stronger than her Alpha mate. She was an orphan, and no one knew the true origin of her parents. Mother kept that part secret; she didn't want to cause rumors or doubt in her mate's tribe.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.