Black Dragon King Novels & Stories

The King handed me a knife and I cut our palms and pressed them together. “My blood will grant you entry to the dragon realm,” Abeloth said. I smelled the dank cave first and then I started feeling the pull. Rex looked ready to throw up and then the dim darkness enveloped us. I heard faint scratching against the cave wall and a few pebbles fell to the ground. “Lord Typhon,” I said loudly and looked down. “I see you’ve brought a friend,” Typhon said and his voice echoed around the cave. “I present King Rex de Haviland, King of Dragons,” I said.

“Mare, you are a gift from the gods. You are the chosen one, sent to save us from our sufferings. Use your gifts and your opportunities wisely.” “I am the king’s slave, how can I possibly save my people when I myself live in a golden prison?” One of his hands dropped from her face to her belly. “I have heard talks about dragon kings of the past and how they ruled 6 kingdoms. The blood of the dragon kings runs within your veins. Give birth to dragons, seize the throne, unite the 6 kingdoms, and rule. We will call you Dragon Queen sitting on a throne forged from steel by fire.” He sounded lost in his imagination and in his eyes, Mare could see her foolish dreams as a child. She on a horse albe

“T-the dragons… “ “What? “ “The dragon king has come to the territory.” Dragons. Their existence is magical; they have kept their presence well hidden in the human realm. Unlike the other creatures, they are born from nature and are full of innate magic to help them change form as humans. The Dragon King who was born from nature and the Heart of magic has a lifelong history, preventing the extinction of their kin he has been reigning as the one and only Pureblood of the ancient entities. As they left the mansion, several dragons were flying in the sky, different sizes and colors, the dragon king in human form, stepped out of the car together with his most trusted servant. Maynard seeing the

Mane’s eyes were calm even after seeing the charge of the elders. His eyes scanned each of them swiftly in less than half a second and without their knowledge, he had collected all their data. “Spirit Scan” NAME: Dragon King Bast AGE: N/A HEALTH POINTS: 2,000,000/4,000,000 RACE: Human BLOODLINE: Black Dragon BLOODLINE RANK: Legendary LEVEL: Ascension Realm 8 (Level 88.72)

asked Lana again. "I don't have time for this," June replied again as she was about to walk away. “Drake will live forever, until someone kills him. Drake was an immortal being, he was no ordinary dragon. That's why he's called the Dragon King,” said Lana. Those words made June stop.

And he chuckled too. "Then I will let you rest for a while. See you in the morning." I nodded at him and he turned on his heels to leave the room. I watched him going out, closing the door behind him. I was feeling bad for using him for my own benefit. Because only he has the power to fight with Vanessa. He's the Black Dragon King. He's an ancient dragon. Who are the most powerful supernatural beings among the all supernatural's? So I have a chance to win against Vanessa and bring back my daughter from her.

“Uncle Primus…” But my uncle, King Primus Majere, isn’t listening. He’s taken his bipedal form, dressed again as the courtier that the False Queen demanded, his hand tightly wrapped around the neck of a young man with long black hair. As I watch, the man begins to change, his hair flowing and white, his eyes shining silver. It’s Atremi. He’s come to meet us. “YOU BASTARD!!” The Dragon King snarls, his tail whipping around him as he pins another drake to the ground. “You killed my wife! You killed Carnelia, and now you will die with her!”

King Zaron was looking directly at me. I had heard stories my entire life. Everyone in Stonehaven had. The Dragon King was ancient and merciless, a creature so powerful that lesser beings dropped to their knees simply from the weight of his presence. I had built a picture of him in my mind over nineteen years of whispered tales — something monstrous, something inhuman, something that did not resemble anything I would recognize. I had not built the right picture.

Each King/Queen was also given a throne to sit on. “We are here today to discuss a pressing issue at our hands.” Miaka looked to her right, at her brother Lancelin Eustein, who was nervous but determined. Today’s decision might change the future of the Dark Council forever. “Shall we commence?” “We already know why we are here,” spoke Rihero Von Palestin, the dark haired, onyx eyed man who was known to be blunt as blunt can be. He was also the Dragon King, the ruler of the Reptilian dimension. “King Eustein had chosen a vampire as his mate and now it is up to us to decide on his fate.”

The wagon reaches the entrance of the fortress building, and waiting right there at the entrance, standing alone like a shadow carved from the night itself, is a man in black armor lined with gold and a kingly crown upon his head. His presence is so powerful that it can be felt like cold mist dew sinking directly into my veins. Even the soldiers around me seem to tense at his presence. This man must be Azraelyrs. The Dragon King of Drakarith.