Novel & Cerita Commander Dragon Beyblade

My dragon roared in denial, but the rest of me, the part I kept locked down, shivered. Elias stepped closer, voice a rumble I’d never heard from him before. “Lies. All of it. He twists truth to break you.” Lucien’s fingers brushed mine, cool but firm, shadows curling between our hands. “He wants you afraid. Don’t give him the satisfaction.” Caelum growled so hard the arena floor shook, ready to launch himself at the man. “Say another word and I’ll rip your fucking throat out.” But the commander only laughed, a hollow, cruel sound that made my stomach flip. His eyes glowed brighter, locked on me. “You can burn all you like, little dragon. In the end, your fire belongs to us.”

But you didn’t get to claim victory against one of the most brutal dragon uprisings in history and become the Commander of the Dragon guard by taking the weak ones on. “Commander,” I looked over to see my second in command heading over towards me. “Baldrent,” I acknowledged him with a scowl. He knew that I didn’t like to be interrupted during training. I was putting these people through hell. The very least I could do was give them my undivided attention while doing so.

Picking up on the fatal intensity, Bella said, “This is Hanses, my eldest grandson. He made the cut for the Flying Dragons. He will soon be a full-fledged member. “Chief Commander Ryken Santigo of the Flying Dragons even attended the family’s banquet.” Miya furrowed her brows. “Ryken Santigo?” “That’s right. He’s Chief Commander Santigo operating under the God of War’s Battle Dragon Troops.” Bella said proudly, “Chief Commander Santigo may not report directly to the God of War, but he is in the higher chain of command. Only Hanses made it past the selection in the Riverbank department.” “Congratulations in advance. You have a promising grandson.”

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

Lily instinctively reached for her power, feeling Dora stir within her. Callum stepped in front of her protectively. The creature stopped a few feet away and tilted its head. “The flame… you carry it.” Lily narrowed her eyes. “Who are you?” “I was once Commander Draegor. Guardian of the Lunar Gates. Until the Wyrm took my soul.” Callum growled. “If you’re corrupted, why haven’t you attacked yet?” The creature smiled, showing rows of jagged, rotting teeth. “Because I remember what I once was. And I’ve been waiting… waiting for the flame to return.”

They did after all have weapons that could wipe out entire generations of vampires. “They are,” Mira nodded. She made my head lean back and started washing my hair. “Then why are they making niceties?” I looked up at her. “There are rumours that the legion is purchasing weapons that might be able to defeat the dragons.” She chuckled, as if it was the silliest thing she’d ever heard. Nobody knew exactly how many dragons were in Vaelryth, except maybe Draconian because he was supposed to have a connection with all the dragons. That was why even though anyone who had a dragon was a dragon commander, he was called the Dragon Commander. As a title.

My fingers clamped down directly over the razor-sharp steel blade. The kinetic force of the heavy strike smashed against my palm, but my skin didn't tear, and my bones didn't fracture. The dense physical condensation within my frame absorbed the blow effortlessly. ​The commander's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, his face losing all color as he tried and failed to pull his weapon back. ​"You call this a defense?" I murmured softly. ​I flicked my wrist with a sharp twist of muscle power, snapping the thick steel blade in half like a dry twig. Before he could react, I channeled a concentrated surge of internal dragon fire down the jagged metal remnant.

She was hopeful that they would get back to her soon. All of the Mystic dragons were huge! They had a good ten feet on the other dragons. Kalamar’s silver dragon was some thirty-fucking-feet long. He radiated a powerful fucking aura. Holy shit. That was something special. He was the rightful ruler who would take the throne after all of this was said and done. I would expect no less. “I’ve been wanting to try something,” Beauty told me as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Hmm. What would that be?” I murmured, pecking those luscious lips of hers.

He's so damn hot, I swear I'm starting to sweat just looking at him. Flame lights up. She loves him... the sad thing is, I do too. But she doesn't seem to realize it will never work. Leviathan is a water dragon. A sleek serpent prowling the waters to protect us against bigger predators. He's beautiful with scales the color of his aqua eye. "Phoebe," Levi's voice is low and sexy sending tingles right to parts of me I'm trying to keep frozen. Why does he do this to me?

“This is not what I came to your school for... this should not have happened!” Rori was standing there leaning against a tree with her hands clutching at her shirt and neck while she struggled to catch her breath, “what?” Murdok looked at Rori and scratched the back of his head, “I meant only to bring your shoes, but I saw how sad you looked, and your friends didn't seem to give the space you seemed to want at that moment, I'm sorry I should not have brought you out here.” Murdok hurried back to his bike, while Rori followed and neither spoke a word as he mounted the bike and offered her his helmet. Rori took the helmet and stared at it for a minute, noticing that it had a gigantic dragon on