Black Dragon Silhouette Novels & Stories

I turn my head around and together with the Elven Elder, we see a dark silhouette manifesting at the entrance of the chamber. “So, you are the one they called, ‘Danika’? My, Undine’s soul should be proud her daughters grew into such strong women.” “Sal!” The Elder yells at the silhouette transforming to presume a proper identity. “What impudence!” A menacing grinning deep-ashen face forms from the silhouette, consisting of mocking crystalline-blue eyes, a perfectly pointy nose, high cheekbones, and a wicked grinning pair of stretched lips. A dimly shimmering mane of long silver-blonde platinum hair flows down the rest of the body still forming as the dark Elf stares at us.

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

I nodded, now understanding why he was looking at her so intently just the day before. “She’s in safe hands. Return with honor.” Orion slapped my back, having me look at him wide-eyed. Did he just slap me? “Ready?” Odessa looked longingly at me once more as the three of us let our smoke engulf us. Black for me, navy for Nicholas, and light green for Amora. Our dragons reared their heads back, roaring loudly a battle cry that could be heard for miles. If Adam was lucky, maybe he could prepare himself.

— Let's approach slowly! — If he's real, we need to know if there's more of him out there... — If he were real, don't you think we'd have seen some across the sky by now, Balck? — Yan asks. We watch the big animal through the trees, keeping some distance so it doesn't see us. The great dragon has purple skin, stretches its neck, trying to look bigger, and launches a blast of fire upwards. — I think we've got a hottie here! — Balck speaks.

Oh, how I love those fucking lips. Hilda stands and weaves of red come out of her hands opening a doorway to where I don't know. "Go back to hell where you belong, asshole." Rain says. This I know because Hilda has now removed the shield and I can see him kicking him into this void. But just as he does, the leather guy reaches up and grabs who I can only assume is Silas. "Not without a trophy." "No!" I scream. But that makes no difference. Silas and Draco the dark one disappear as if they were never here to begin with.

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Something that has never happened before. Fear gripped me, I felt my whole world would crumble as one very giant dragon landed in front of me. He has blue eyes that looked like ice from the north pole. Penetrating deep into my soul, the fierceness of his eyes began to slowly melt away. He seemed to be at peace for a full second before returning to being brutal. For the first time on that day, there was complete silence, and my heart stopped. Waiting to see if the dragon would devour me for being unworthy or would carry me out of there to a faraway land and never return.

I felt hopeful that regardless of the hells fire within me, I could resist the urge and stay within the light. I look out into the bleak weather, my eyes drifting to a dark Silhouette in the distance. I couldn’t make out any features, the rain distorting everything, but I knew that it was the strange man that I had met in the woods. Lysander.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."