Black Dragon Second Life Novels & Stories

The next plague, The Death Dragon, an extremely dangerous being, which could reduce to nothing anything with its dark flames. The Prophets were almost extinct now, and the half-breed didn't stand a chance against it. When the Death Dragon or DD showed itself, the world started to shake and dragons emerged from the depths of the oceans, caves, forests, volcanoes and landed from the sky. The very few Prophets who still lived tried to fight DD thanks to their kindness despite how they were hunted down for their powers. Unable to defeat DD, in a desperate move, The Prophets cursed DD with a divine armor that sealed DD inside a mountain and absorbed its vital energy.

It felt strange, but I let it be and aimlessly followed father down a few streets, marking every face that held some form of uniqueness to it. Tenebris was much the same all these years. Hatchlings barely had the luxury to exit their homes and mingle, thus you saw the same faces day in and out. We hadn't had another clan dragon come and join Tenebris, for work purposes, in over a hundred years. It all felt the same. Boring. Unlike Stygian, where traders came and went as they pleased. Another season, different humans. Maybe that's what drew me to the life of humans. They dictated what they wanted to do and where they wanted to go. They weren't all trapped by endless sameness and tedious days.

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

“Yes, master. The purple space is better than storage rings and bracelets. And the purple space is a mystery even for me. Only my former master knows about the secrets. Now that the purple space is integrated into your soul, you can explore its true uses. I closed my eyes and felt the purple space in my soul, but I was stunned when I couldn’t detect it. Where did it go? Didn’t Efrain say it integrated into my soul? What happened? I frowned. I open my eyes and look at Efrain. I was about to ask him when a box popped out all of a sudden. Name: Four-Clawed Ancient Black Dragon Level:??? Strength:??? [An ancient black dragon with a divine dragon bloodline from the primordial era. Aloof and feroc

I opened my eyes. “Did you see it?” Clairmont glanced at me as I glanced him back. “Yo,” I tilted my head and gave him a strange look. “How can a dragon that big live in this world?” “What are you talking about?” Why am I hearing that a lot these days? “Obviously because this world is bigger than them. It’s the golden balance, I tell you.” He’s starting to sound more like a game character. Then again, if the novel did become a game, what genre would it be?

It did little to diminish the strength of the fire dragons though and the war endured for centuries more. "The end finally came with the discovery of cold iron, and the death of Kandra Black―the first queen of dragons and mate to the goddess Zahra." "Woah that sounds intense. So the dragons have mates like werewolves?" Diana asks. "Sort of. They get to pick their own mate and then they bind their souls together to make it official. It's pretty cool actually," I sigh. "So was that the first chapter?" "No that's just a little background at the beginning about the history of this world. It goes on for a little more talking about how later another war started but it's not as entertaining because

There, he caught sight of skeletal remains submerged in the water. Near the bones lay a segmented body covered in scales, exuding a chilling metallic sheen. It was unmistakably a powerful monster. "A Black Dragon," Chase murmured. Black Dragons, also known as flood dragons, were a hybrid born of dragons and water beasts. It was said that a Black Dragon's body was nearly indestructible—impenetrable by blades or weapons. "If I could capture a Black Dragon, it'd be a significant gain," Chase mused as his lips curled into a faint smile. A glimmer of greed flickered in his eyes.

Zelia and Valerian nodded their head as they were listening closely as the Black Dragon starts talking. "3000 years ago, all dragons has lived in the whole clan. There are a lot of dragons in different clan's and we are living happily, but one thing change when humans starts living here, the human's population got bigger and plenty. They start owning each territories, by dividing it into five clans. When the human found out about our kind, they start hunting us, using our kinds as a tool for the war. Then one human said that if they take the core of the dragon, they will be immortal and strong. They started killing us, taking our core. Our core is the center of our lives, so meaning if they

Shawn greeted Drake with a grin. Drake laughed at his words. "Yaa, I have this one last thing to take care of before concentrating on my wedding" Drake confessed. Shawn looked at him expectantly. "What is it?" he asked. "There is this red dragon named Cameron Diaz in the human world. I want you to inform all the green Dragons to search for him as soon as possible. This is impossible. He is a criminal. He offended the mate of a black dragon. I am sure you would know that there are black dragons as well" Drake said, pointing out the obvious.

If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinity unto them, then why should he. Lochness, being a proud black dragon and representative of the dragons without affinities, disagreed with these views, thus pitting the two friends against one another. Lochness wanted equality for all dragons regardless of their magical potential. He truly believed that one should not be judged by what abilities they are born with, rather the results they produce.