Chained Dragon Novels & Stories

However, Chelsea recently lost her job, so Sarah needed to not screw up the interview or else they were going to end up on the streets. Meanwhile, Ezra was surrounded by huge dark rocks, the same rocks in the old caves, that he used to play in as a child back in Pineyard. He looked lost, suddenly he began plunging into an infinite abyss. He tried holding on to one of the rocks protruding inside the pit, but it broke, and he went on falling. He could hear his name being called, but he couldn't see who was calling. The voice kept calling, "Ezra, Ezra, Ezra, open your eyes, please."

We’d always had a special connection and she was asking me to let the past go, to let go of Luciana and let her rest in peace, to forgive my family and to forgive myself. “When did she merge?” Nova had sensed the flow between us and even Ally’s eyes flashed between blue and silver. “She didn’t, she was born with her dragon. Scared the crap out of me when her dragon started to appear three days after her birth.” Ryder gave Ally a look and she shook her head. “That’s incredible Wynter and I have to say you really are a very good father. She’s just precious.” “I’ve had help. Chandra and Lauren gives her the feminine rounding she needs.”

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

Chu Xun threw more than thirty Subterranean Devils into the mouth of the demonic dragon. All of them were unable to fight back. "They taste good," said the demonic dragon. "As long as you are happy," Chu Xun said indifferently. Then he walked to the piles of Fire Spinel and put them into his Storage Rings as the demonic dragon watched. He filled four Storage Rings with Fire Spinel. "What trick are you playing?" the demonic dragon asked curiously. "I've fed you more than thirty Subterranean Devils. I'm taking the Fire Spinel as my reward," Chu Xun said with a faint smile.

“Maliyah!” As I get closer I see her dragon, Terra, is in chains and she is struggling to break free. There are two warlocks fighting against Maliyah and she is holding her own well. I push myself harder and tackle a warlock, immediately snapping his neck. His body disappears, leaving only one left.

The blast of flame clipped the stall and clung to the dry wood. Before the dragon could go after Apollo and Helios, Dain sent one of the thick chains careening through the air. The muscles in his back and shoulders strained against the expensive fabric of his shirt. His snarl was twice as vicious as the dragons he stalked, his eyes brighter and more alert. The chain wrapped around the dragon’s neck, and with a wave of his arm, Dain sent her tumbling backwards. Cain rolled out of the way, giving one last slash to the dragon’s foot to keep her off balance.

The chains were attached to a dragon. It was huge and the color of wet coal. Its scales caught the light when it breathed. Its eyes were yellow. It lifted its head when we came in, and the chains shifted with a long, slow ringing sound, and one of the girls behind me began to make a noise I had never heard a person make before. I stepped backward until my shoulder blades touched the stone wall. I would stand here, and I would not move, and I would let the five minutes go by, and I would walk out.

And grabbed one of the chains. The entire valley froze. The creature examined it briefly. Then squeezed. CRACK. One chain shattered. The sound echoed across the world. The chained warrior staggered. Blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then another chain snapped. CRACK. Then another. CRACK. The hope vanished instantly. The creature wasn't struggling. It wasn't even trying. Then the chained warrior fell to one knee. For the first time. Defeated. The creature looked at him. Its expression softened.