Coiling Dragon Novels & Stories

Purple Dragon Tornado! Dozens of terrifying tornadoes shot into the sky like terrifying demonic dragons. They formed a line and advanced at the same time. Countless Fiends were directly minced into clouds of bloody mist. These people were not worthy of Chu Xun's attention at all. He flashed into the starry sky. Nine stars automatically became a circle. They formed the Nine Dragons Heaven Devouring Formation. Chu Xun threw the head and leg of the Fiend Emperor into the formation. A huge shadow of a dragon rose above the nine stars. It spat out purple flames and began to refine the head and leg.

Draco Dragon grew reckless and tired to spur fire way but his efforts went it to vein because the more it struggled the more tightly this yellow string grew. It was then jasmine saw a small head on one end of this yellow string along with two golden eyes and a nose and a tiny mouth “Serpentine…..” Jasmine murmured as she realized that it was not a yellow string but a mythical snake which she had only heard about in tales of her grandmother……..

The Only option left for him was to continue to change techniques. He shouted the devil's dragon appeared. He raised his both hands into the sky. Suddenly, about hundreds of dragons appeared. They were strange spiritual animals with double heads with big teeth and could walk with their four legs and they could crawl on their belly. They could jump and sustain in the mid-air.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

He’d been watching intently, almost with a human mind. The three heads waved around and snaked in the air while the big scaly beast-balls tightened up. The dragon worked its own rod in circular motions, pumping it, and with one furious growl it shot its load, spurting his thick dragon-spunk again, all over the pair, soaking them in his goo. They got completely covered.

The dragon’s head sits at the top looking forward and the wings curl to cup my ear while the tail snakes down to dangle just past my lobe. My necklace is a choker design, the dragon curls around my neck so the tail and head sit on my collar bones. The effect is striking as the emerald eyes look so alive, it really does give the impression I have a baby dragon curling around my neck. Lastly, I have a ring shaped so that the dragon tail, curls around my finger and the main body sits on my hand, held in place by a small chain around my wrist. This one is made to look asleep as the eyes are closed, but there are inset alternating diamonds and sapphires along its spine, to imitate back scales.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

Screams sounded in the cave, and more and more masters died in the chaotic battle. "Hahaha, those who dare to become my enemies, I will kill you all!" The first master who obtained the long spear with coiling dragon patterns was almost invincible. He had killed countless masters who tried to snatch his spear in succession. He was covered with blood and looked like a Killing God. He thrust out his spear. However, the shadows of coiling dragons suddenly disappeared.

I could feel something moving through me, an attraction that I hadn’t felt before. Sure, he was tall, dark, and handsome. His cheekbones were high and his body looked like something that had been molded by the gods. It didn’t explain why a part of me wanted to lay my head down against him. To rub my cheek against his scarred chest, press my lips against those four ragged lines. “I’m a dragon and I've claimed you as my mate.” I didn’t say anything to him, I didn’t know what that meant. A dragon, that I was his mate. How was I supposed to respond to that?

In his hand was a red and white Katana, the guard of the sword was still the Red Dragon Snake's head, the grip was lined with white golden peacock fabric and wrapped with the feather's stem for extra grip, on the pommel was a red energy core. It was the energy core of a Draconic Cobra King, also the guard that was the dragon snake's head had two more energy cores in its eyes that were previously empty. The blade was white but with red vein-like patterns running alongside the blade and there were several magic circles etched into the blade, each only a centimeter in diameter.