Blood Drag Novels & Stories

With each swing of his blade, a dragon's roar erupted, shattering all the Blood Specters within and even beyond the crimson space. Yet, this action came with a significant cost. The initial swing of the unsealed Viridis Draco spell caused his internal energy to surge, coursing through his organs and causing him to cough up blood. Seizing the opportunity while the new Blood Specters hadn't materialized yet, Adrian swiftly adjusted his energy. Meanwhile, the Destiny Dragon beside him was fervently consuming the blood mist formed by the annihilated Blood Specters. "Almost there, almost there," Adrian muttered, glancing at the Destiny Dragon’s fifth claw and noticing that only half of it remaine

Of course his anger is worse than mine and he was worse when it came to explaining situations. "As for draw backs, it is so very rare that a Blood Dragon is able to give birth. Let alone with twins. It is said that it takes a very strong vessel to be able to carry out the birth of the powerful blood dragons. So the fact that there are indeed two of you is astounding. A miracle. It explains why Lord Draynar disappeared for as long as he did." Drake said leaning against the chair, his eyes where searching mine. He was waiting for my reaction to this information. But I couldn't offer him a very good one because a part of me wasn't

“Here it is!” Drave bursts in like a storm, his voice brimming with triumph as he holds a small vial in his hands, raising it like a trophy. “Aria's blood, ready to be used. Now, do your part… now,” he demands, the urgency in his words echoing through the space. His green eyes gleam with a dangerous light, a mix of anxiety and determination that makes it clear that every second counts.

Even so, her face looked like she wanted my blood again. Frey tried to refuse my offer.She felt bad for drinking my blood.However, she also couldn't eat the food I brought.I also didn't have the heart to take a live animal and give it to Frey.Her face looked very pale.Her body was also very cold.Even though Frey said it was perfectly natural for her people, I still felt uneasy.That's why I offered my blood to Frey.

She seemed calm in return, but suddenly, she clutched her chest, spitting out two mouthfuls of black blood, her body shaking violently. Gu Mistress's complexion changed dramatically as she shouted, "Oh, no!" "What's wrong?" "The death of Redwood has disrupted the protective array controlling the polluted blood, and now the pollution of the blood dragon is accelerating." "How do you know?" Kiran asked urgently. "I once tried to bond with the blood dragon by dripping my blood on it. I was not unsuccessful, but I could feel the power of the blood dragon and get its help at critical moments. Now, it i

"There is still work for you to do." Day Three Droplets of dark red blood fell like tears from the gash in Dagmar's hand to land with a soft dripping sound on the skin over Kade's dormant heart. Each droplet fell in time with the chimes of the clock as Dagmar muttered the words of the scripture, she had just spent all day painting on Kade's corpse. With each sentence her gravelly voice grew in volume, the words filling the small cottage.

I order. Maeve leans closer. The moment the black parasite inside the tube “smells” the silver blood, its cells explode into violent activity. The parasite thrashes aggressively against the glass walls again and again, desperately trying to reach the source of the blood.

“Because it looked a lot like Pine Shadows’ mark to me.” Drago swallowed hard. “You don’t understand…” “Then make me understand.” For a moment, it seemed he might. His eyes went to the fire again, then back to me, like a man caught between fear and confession. His lips parted…but before a sound could escape, his body began to jerk violently, with his fingers clawing desperately at his throat. “Drago?” He stumbled backward, gasping, choking. Foam began to froth at his mouth, and the scent hit me before realization…sharp, metallic, unmistakable.

Bone cracked, but it didn’t falter. Above, Daryl reached a ledge and pulled something from his cloak — a vial glowing with sickly blue light. Even from here, Killian could taste the metallic tang of concentrated blood magic. He hurled it down. The vial shattered at the creature’s feet, and the blue glow surged upward, tangling with the red in its veins. The Bloodforged froze, muscles twitching as if caught between two masters. Daryl dropped from the ledge, landing beside Killian. “Now!”

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."