Black Dragon Silhouette Novels & Stories

Before leaving, Laura spent a quiet hour atop the high cliffs, communing with the sovereign Black Dragon. Through an unspoken, profound exchange of frequency and intent, she channeled a new, specialized defensive technique—a shimmering, translucent barrier of balanced golden light and obsidian shadow threads known as The Dawn Shield. The dragon acknowledged her call with a low, respectful rumble, soaring silently into the upper atmosphere to provide an invisible, protective aerial watch over their mission. ​The ride to the ruined fortress of Stormwatch was swift and silent. The ancient stronghold loomed against the starless sky like a jagged broken tooth, its stone battlements swallowed by t

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

The battle wasn't over yet. Two dragons tumbled from the roof onto the landing he and his team were ona gray one and a white one, one of the Silva dragons and the one called Piper. The Silva had a grip on Piper's silvery-white neck. "Eyes and torso!" he ordered his team. "Watch fire!" He raised his AR-15 rifle, taking careful aim for the Brazilian dragon's head, and fired again and again with marksman-like precision. The rest of the team did likewise, firing pure iron rounds into its abdomen.

Desert. A little to the side there was a heap of boulders, a bent creature sat nearby and stuffed something into its mouth. Yarsi raised himself cautiously, and the creature instantly lifted its head and looked at him with blood-red eyes set in a scaly face. Thin lips parted in a smirk, revealing an impressive set of pointed teeth. Daemon? Three more humanoid figures appeared from behind the boulders, tall, scales shimmering crimson instead of skin, long tails tapping the stones with a nervous rhythm. They halted warily and leaned forward a little, sniffing the air through their noses. Suddenly someone snorted behind him, Yarsi forced himself to turn around with difficulty - it was too diffi

My children, the humans, can’t hurt us anymore; if anything, their weapons are big, scary toys that are more likely to scare their own people than hurt us. Nineteen dragons broke through the cloud cover simultaneously, their massive forms silhouetted against the Seattle skyline in a display that would forever change human understanding of their world. Fire dragons with scales like burnished copper, trailing smoke and flame. Storm dragons crackling with lightning that connected sky to earth in brilliant arcs. Ice dragons whose crystalline bodies refracted the city lights in prismatic displays. Earth dragons whose granite hides seemed to blend with the very architecture of the urban landscape.

"It's the first time a Black Dragon is in a marriage alliance with the Human Clan. We are preparing this wedding with the highest honors. Let me know if you need anything else." My fingers gently brushed against the luxurious gown. It glimmered with gold under the lights. "I love it." Just as I was about to put the gown away, my door was pushed open. Lucia walked in with her arms around Silas' arm. "Did all the Black Dragon give you was a wedding gown, Sadie? Silas came with twenty dresses that came with matching jewelry. I got dizzy trying to choose which to wear." Silas looked at her tenderly. Lucia had no idea that a Wolf's 'loyalty' was a physiological drive. Their animalistic instincts

And then, the figure appeared. Ashwin’s breath hitched in his throat as he saw him for the first time. A silhouette at first, standing tall and strong in the mist. The man’s body was sinuous, his dark scales shimmering in the dim light as he moved through the water with fluid grace. His tail—long, sleek, and powerful—slithered through the water, dark as the night sky, a deep, midnight blue that seemed to glisten with its own inner light.

Bones crack and stretch with wet popping sounds as he becomes an equally massive black dragon. Wicked dark spikes jut from every surface of his armored hide like a weapon designed by nightmares. His scales are so black they seem to absorb light, making him look like a living shadow against the flames. Sharp ridges run along his spine, and his wings stretch wide enough to block out the moon. Where Kieran looks like winter's most merciless executioner, Dale looks like he crawled out of hell. No more holding back. The hatred between them has finally hit its limit. This fight's been coming for years.

At the same time, he released his warrior seals, unleashing Demon Soul and Raging Spirit, while also hollering, "Blood God Order, Third Style—Dimension Seal!" Boom! A golden silhouette of a towering humanoid figure wearing an emperor's armor appeared behind him, his crown towering and his face obscured, but his might was boundless. "Roar!!!" The silhouette bellowed abruptly. As Caleb stabbed the Guardian into the ground before him, a golden greatsword so long that it reached to the skies appeared in the silhouette's hand too and thrusted it into the ground a foot ahead of Caleb. Boom! The rain of swords from Shar hence collided against the silhouette's greatsword with a resounding boom akin

Wings wider than stormfronts beat once, stirring the smoke into whirling tempests. The Black Dragon. Its scales a cloak of darkness, descended through the cloud of its own making. The heat rose off its flanks in quivering waves. Beneath its claws, the broken remnants of Eirenos steamed. The dragon tilted its horned head, exhaling a low growl that rippled through the charred landscape. “Done already?” its voice rumbled like thunder echoing through stone. “How dull.”