Black Dragon Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

“The Gods were winning. The Dragons were on their side. All of them were burning down people and civilizations. But one dragon rebelled against its own kind. He was the Dragon of the Wind, the largest and strongest dragon of all. After the war, he disappeared.” Lavi knows it all. Ras told him this story many years ago. The Gods of Veneer are silently waiting to be awoken but if they are revived, they will destroy the world. Before that can happen, Lavi must unlock his powers. Only the Dragon of the Wind can be the indestructible weapon against them. But the prophecy is standing in their way. As a dragon, he is connected with his mate. The very mate who cannot live if he lives. One of them mu

Kael’s head jerked toward the door. “He’s coming.” The air grew heavy. I could feel it, a magnetic pull that made every nerve in my body tighten. Footsteps echoed, slow, deliberate. Then the door opened. Draven Blackflame filled the room like he owned the world. He was taller than I remembered, his presence bending the air itself. His hair was black with streaks of crimson near the ends, his skin bronzed by firelight. Those eyes, molten gold with dragon-slit pupils, locked on me and didn’t waver.

The three people rushed out from where they had been hiding, and all four men moved to surround Wilbur as he stared him down, circling him as if to find any weak spots. Wilbur sneered. "There are eight members of the Black Panthers, but I only see four. Do you really think you'll be any match for me?" "Get him!" All four men turned invincible at the words, charging at Wilbur. Wilbur leaped into the air, flying backward with the help of his dragon aura as he conjured a clone. The next second, the clone absorbed the dragon aura and summoned a dragon before charging back into the house. The dragon let out a mighty roar as the clone made it soar around the room. All four men, including Perry, we

Especially Cash and his gang. Drake’s body grew into his huge demonic form. When Ryder would pale in comparison next to Drake in that form, now he was a sight to behold. Imagine a solid black dragon with scales that would remind you of the galaxy. He walks upright on two feet in a semi humanoid form. His body thick with chiseled armor that looks to have grown straight out of his body. It was black like him, but changes colors depending on the direction he turns. The colors are breathtaking. Like the northern lights, they changed from black, to purple, to blue, to green, and yellow. Spikes protrude from both his elbows. I’m assuming its part of his battle armor. His body was magnificent in th

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

May the Goddess protect Draven. Lightning bolt across the roaring dark skies, flashing against his eyes as if the Goddess was granting him a miracle. Suddenly, the sky opened with a crack of power and lightening, a royal, regal black dragon shooting out of the thunderous clouds, thunder and lightning enhancing its aura. Malric froze. He could recognize that hot, sleek figure anywhere. Even while tumbling down from the angry skies. Draven ! The jet black dragon was a vision summoned from the storm. Drenched. Furious. Glorious. His eyes burning like twin suns.

By fate or star or twist of thread, To Skylar’s path, this rider’s led. He meets the thief beneath the moon, A blade, a breath, a shadowed boon. Ryuki I hate that my dragon is talking to this woman. ‘She’s getting our egg and bringing it back to us, Ryuki. It’s not like she’s going to become my rider.’ ‘But you’re talking to her. Yttyc is talking to her.’ ‘We are the most powerful dragons here. She is helping us get our egg back. Perhaps next time you’d like me to drop you off outside the castle walls so YOU can collect the egg?’ he growls at me.

Traditional lanterns cast a warm glow over their muscular, inked bodies. Akira shoved me into the center of the circle. “Kneel properly, pet. Show the Dragon Clan how eager their new foreign toy is.” I dropped to my knees, spreading my thighs wide and arching my back to present my swollen pussy and ass. “Please, Mistress Akira… honored captains… use your new Dragon pet. Stretch every hole. Fill me with yakuza seed until I’m overflowing.” A deep chuckle rumbled through the room. The first captain, a broad-shouldered man named Kenji with a full-back dragon tattoo, stood and approached. He grabbed my jaw firmly and pushed his thick, heavy cock past my lips.

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."