Corruption Dragon Novels & Stories

Kimmy said suspiciously. "When am I never up to something?" Dora hunched her shoulders. "To join the club, you have to have committed the seven sins. The leader is always watching everyone in the city, and when you're the type who'd do just anything to get what you want, and you'll automatically receive an invite." Marley said. "I like the sound of that!" Dora banged the table loudly, laughing. "Can all this Valhalla talk end already? Kimmy hissed. "I'm starving. Since Talentless Frump left this house, my appetite widened."

I chuckled and we both got smashing smacks on our head from none other than the angry, possessive Dragon mate- Ty fucking Jackson. “Good job, Ty,” Mom appreciatively complimented and Kai and I both frowned at her making her give us a cheeky grin in return. Ughh. How infuriating. “I just want to know one thing,” Dad Talon said. “To what extent is the Council of Dragon Land corrupted ? If for instance, we assume that the entire Council is guilty like the Council before Zara then the nexus must be huge,” he observed. “Why would nexus be huge ?” I asked.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

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

His father has started to lose him mind, but he still has moments of lucidity which is why Kenneth hasn’t forcibly taken the kingdom from him … yet. “You know how my father is. He doesn’t always make sense. Remember when he proclaimed you as the dragon thief last year?” I force a smile. I’d been terrified with King Solomon had announced that I was the dragon thief. It was right after I’d returned the bronze dragon egg to the dragons. The bronze I now know is named Yttyc. The bronze who survived. King Solomon had stood and pointed at me. “Her! She is the thief!” I’d stood in shock, unable to move or speak. It was Kenneth who broke the terrifying silence from everyone in the room.

Chapter 40: Deepening Corruption The air in Draven’s volcanic chamber hung thick and heavy, laced with the sharp bite of sulfur and the unmistakable musk of raw, relentless sex. Sera lay sprawled across the massive obsidian slab that served as his bed, her soft, sweat-slicked body still trembling from the last brutal round. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with ragged breaths, nipples dark and swollen from hours of rough handling. Her thick thighs were sticky with dragon cum that kept leaking from her abused pussy no matter how tightly she tried to clench.

But I could not hear properly anymore. Because the corruption was out. I saw it.. Floating above me like living darkness. Writhing. Screaming. Sora lunged instantly. The wolf roared with enough force to shake the palace as blue-and-gold magic slammed directly into the corruption. And this time, it had nowhere to run. The darkness convulsed violently. Then it simply shattered. It did not explode or dissipate.. just shattered.. Like glass breaking apart beneath unbearable force. The corruption let out one final horrific scream…then disappeared completely.

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

“It seems history is repeating itself.” Alexander's jaw tightened. His hands, elegant and pale, curled into fists atop the moonstone table. “If that is true,” he said, “then the corruption we’ve seen, the poison that infects the rogues, the red light in their veins. None of it is random. It’s a summoning.” The murmurs grew louder now, voices overlapping in disbelief and fear.

But knowing the truth is different than seeing it. "Kora." "Do you want me, mate?" she queries, her voice as demanding as it is inquisitive. "Now that you have seen what I am?" "You are my mate," I growl in response, taking my own more bestial form, a dragon made of storms and fire, large and black with scales of gold and gray. "And I intend to claim you." "Then do it, mate!" she hisses, challenging me. "Catch me and I'm yours."