Black G Dragon Novels & Stories

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

his dragon was so big that it broke basement roof and shattered everything around us, corpses, female blood ghoul, corpses and even Beth were abruptly thrown away at least couple of feet because of his sudden transformation “AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr……………………………………….” Draco’s Black Dragon growled so loudly that it shook entire bungalow.

His expression held a mixture of confidence and an underlying intensity that hinted at his powerful nature. The crest of House Blackfire, emblazoned proudly on the king’s cloak, portrayed a giant dragon spitting fire. The emblem was a reflection of their fierce reputation and their legendary status in the North. The dragon, rendered in black, appeared both majestic and terrifying, a symbol of the house’s strength and determination.

“Why would you be looking for that demon!?” “Gorshe is the demon dragon with black eternal flame—one of my main skill sets before. If I gain that power back, I would be able to use the flame to get rid of the dark mist.” I try to explain my idea to Belphegor, but he just seems a little distraught for some reason. Out of frustration, he was about to brush his hood back, but he immediately stopped himself. There was something about the mannerism that struck me as familiar, though I just can’t point out what.

A type that isn't featured here because the author hadn't encountered them. Sun dragons do not have black webbed wings. They don't have black horns or nails. According to the description on this page, they are creatures of pure light. "Their horns are always pure gold," I read under my breath. I drop the book. Black is the color of drakes with bits of shadow, of the first father, the lord of shadows himself. I know because I carry a bit of that trait myself, but unlike a true universal dragon, I am a true fire dragon with only a touch of celestial power.

Pulling my lips to his ear. “Please don’t hurt him. Let Cora return him home. I can’t be here another minute. We need to go.” I whispered. Garren let out a frustrated growl. But for some reason, he listened; in a matter of seconds, we were out on the roof of the building. With a flash of light, a black dragon stood before me. He was the size of three elephants. His purple eyes were bright in the night skin. I almost screamed as a deep voice entered my mind.

said the old Ci, looking at Long Chen seriously. "What is it?" asked Long Chen, who also wanted to hear the answer to everything that was happening now. "The black dragon is called the dragon of destruction and annihilation, but it is not an evil dragon as described in the ancient books of the universe. In fact, there is an evil dragon that has half the blood of the black dragon. It is called an evil dragon because it has committed unforgivable crimes in this universe!" replied the old man, explaining about the evil dragon, which has the blood of the black dragon. At that time, the evil dragon was actually also called the black dragon's child, but that was before the black dragon found out a

However, since everyone didn't calm themselves down from the amazement, it was hard for them to distinguish whether the two black dragons were real dragons or not. Seeing that, Bai Ling's face became more gloomy and she cast spells more quickly. Cyan light flashed between her fingers and produced more power to support the Green Spirit Divine Bird to launch attacks. The Green Spirit Divine Bird kept making sharp whistling sounds. It must have sensed the mighty power of the black dragons and realized that the dragons should be great threats. "Howl..."

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

The end of the world smelled of sulfur and crushed violets. Princess Saoirse, the last true blood of the Dragon Kings, stood before the cracked vanity mirror in the servant’s quarters. Her hands trembled violently as she destroyed her birthright. The paste—a foul mixture of river mud, crushed walnut shells, and soot—felt cold and slimy against her scalp. Outside, the sky was bleeding. The Dragon Kingdom of Aethelgard, a realm of glass spires and singing winds, was dying. It wasn't dying quietly. It was screaming under the iron treads of the Empire’s war machines.