Commander Dragon Beyblade Novels & Stories

During my time, however, I catch bits of information that pique my interest. While the Dragon King is the ruler of this land, there isn’t much known about him, or the Royal Family. I learned many things this eventing as I dusted cornices atop wobbling ladders. His name, Zarek Nightflame, rests heavily on my mind. No matter how much I try to ignore it, I find myself speaking it in silence, just to see how it feels on my tongue.

He didn't shift fully, but his claws extended, glowing with the heat of a dying star as he intercepted a blast of glacial breath. I didn't hesitate. I felt the Beacon in my chest screaming, but for the first time, I didn't suppress it. I let the Void consume my fear. "Lucian, the sky! Nyx, the shadows!" I commanded. Lucian took flight, a small golden comet weaving through the dragon’s jagged wings. He unleashed bursts of solar light that blinded the beast, while Nyx moved like a phantom through the dragon’s own shadow, striking at the joints of its crystalline armor.

He blew the whistle. No sound came from it. For a moment, nothing happened. Then... The Shadow Dragon suddenly stopped moving. Its glowing eyes turned blood red. Dark mist wrapped itself around its enormous body. Kael's heart sank. "The whistle..." Commander Rylan nodded grimly. "It's a Mind Chain." "A forbidden artifact." Varis's smile widened. "The dragon belongs to the Regent now." The beast slowly lowered its massive head. Then it turned. Not toward the soldiers. Not toward Kael.

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

She felt triggered that the harmless Empress beside her helped the Commander-in-chief to kill the legendary dragon. Dragons' existence isn’t that common but it’s not uncommon either. It’s enough that people know what it looks like and how to scare and help people. Lixien giggled. “Ah, that’s nothing. I am very pleased to meet you here, Duke.” Dev gentlemanly smiled at her. “If possible, would it be alright for you to have a spar with me?”

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.

His eyes flashed as he let his powers come forth, bursts of lightning shot across the sky and towards the groups of Orcs, and Dagoraths trying to keep his focus towards the back of the army not wanting to hurt his own people. The men who had thought this was it, looked to the sky to see their commander on a dragon. The mere sight shocking them yet filling them with hope “Fall back! Fall back to the pass!” someone roared, he looked to the sky and Declan nodded as the riders now turned to pay attention to the airborne commander “Kill him,” they hissed, the Dagoraths did not need telling twice as they all zoomed into the sky towards him. “Drakayaan burn them,” Declan said quietly, the dragon ro

But then Arth was right on time to interfere. [ Blue Dragon Style ] [ First Form ] He pointed Frostcalibur downward and shouted, “Draconic Rush!” The legendary blade glowed in blue and gained power, leaving trails of snow, until its point found the dragon’s nape and buried itself. The beast cried out as Arth pushed harder through its rough flesh, but then he had not taken notice of the long tail coming for him. It swiped him off the dragon’s back and sent him rolling along the dusty ground.

Draco replied “That is a concerning thing prince Draco, being your first in line commanding officer she should always be around you like you shadow… I should inform this to chief commander officer Caldwell, maybe he can bring some light into his daughter mind” Master Mossace replied sounding visibly pissed on Argentum Draco felt worried for Argentum, he knew she might get in trouble if this words reach out to her father chief commander officer Caldwell, who is a faithful commanding officer to King Ladon since his childhood, moreover Argentum herself is very good friend and fist love of Draco himself…