Blake The Red Dragon นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He had seen Ghaeron forced to retreat from such an attack, and it appeared that Nayara was as affected by their Dark Magic as was her brother. In their zeal to defeat the Dragons, the magic users neglected to notice that Sir Braedon still lived. The wounded Black Knight, horrified at what was happening to the Dragons, charged toward the pair with sword raised. Sweeping past, he lopped the head from the first figure with his sharp blade.

The world seemed to slow around Rex as he absorbed the crazak queen's words. The godking continued his transformation at the center of the ritual circle, void energy crackling around him like black lightning. The tear in reality pulsed ominously overhead, its edges fraying as the ritual's purpose shifted from convergence to pure destruction. "The dragon bond must become a conduit," Queen Ullysarius explained, her multifaceted eyes reflecting the chaos surrounding them. "You must channel the void energy through yourself and into your bracelet, where your dragon can contain and neutralize it."

It matched the ring I had bought her and I smiled as I looked at it. “By the power granted to us we declare Rylee Grey the Drakaina of the Grey Lair and true fated bonded half of Sire Lucas Grey forevermore,” Elder Peter said. I felt the pull towards the realm of the dragons and when I opened my eyes, Rylee and I stood in a cave, similar to the one where I found Baz. There was a soft humming sound and a large black dragon appeared in front of us. I instinctively knew what to do and held my hand out to him where he made a cut on my palm and repeated the process with Rylee. I took her hand and our blood mingled once again.

The dragons became targets in his deadly game, each beam striking with unerring accuracy. The first dragon dropped with a thunderous crash, its body a grotesque heap of smoldering flesh. The second followed, its wings shredded, crashing to the ground in a lifeless heap. The third, fourth, and fifth fell in quick succession, their once-mighty forms reduced to twisted, melted carcasses. The crowd watched in horror. The sight of the dragons' gruesome demise was a testament to Blaze's unimaginable power. Even Rendok, who had commanded the attack, stood frozen, his conviction destroyed, his mind grappling with the reality of their defeat.

Enraged, Gideon roared at everyone, "I have suffered at the hands of the McBlazes more than anyone! I fought for this family. My dearest wife fought for her family! And how did they repay us? During the Great War, my brother-in-law, Elijah McBlaze, had a choice to save his son Dominic or protect his sister, my pregnant wife, and mate. He chose to let my unborn child and defenseless mate die to save his son. It is because of that selfish bastard that my sweet Suzzie had to grow up without a mother and I lost my mate. You werewolves, I presume, are well aware of the pain of the loss of a mate. We dragons feel it a hundred folds and that is why my every wound is still fresh and gets salted ever

“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

Elaina’s voice strengthened by his presence, she glanced at him gratefully and said “This is Drake, he is the dragon Xavier captured. He has taken his estrus to build a powerful weapon that will reign terror on everyone” Now the reaction was undeniable, the women exchanged stiff looks. Whispers began, it was low and urgent. Drake held their gaze firmly and he said. “Half my power is with him and he is ready to do the worse with it” The silver-haired woman stepped closer, studying him with renewed intensity. “You expect us to believe this?” “You can feel it, powerful magicians can always tell the difference” Drake replied quietly. He was right, they could. “He intends to use what he stole, no

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

“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.