Romans & histoires Dangerous Dragon

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

"It sounds silly, but it helped us pass the time." "I don't doubt it." Dante leaned back, the picture of casual insouciance. "What would you liken me to?" A dragon. Glorious in his power, terrifying in his anger, and magnificent even in repose. "If you'd asked me before our truce, I would've said an ill-mannered boar," I said instead. "Since we're being nice, I'll upgrade you to a honey badger." "The most fearless animal in the world. I'll take it."

"Easy for you to say—you're not the one about to face a fucking dragon! I didn't even know those existed!" Another chuckle. "Oh, you will be just fine. If I show aggressive tendencies, run into the cave, okay? It will be okay." Why do I have a feeling he is underestimating the danger of the situation here? Turning into a dragon doesn't sound like the best idea, not if he will inherit its character traits and instincts! "Say... what do dragons eat?" I ask worriedly. "I don't know..." Thail avoids my eyes, and I glare at him. It makes him grimace and add, "Okay, so... some of them eat demons, but I'm sure this will be perfectly safe for you."

"Okay, but where are you going?" "I'll try to find some clues in this world first. There are some dangerous places in this world, maybe I can get answers from all those places later!" explained the little dragon, who had planned to go to every dangerous place in the world and at the same time check the whereabouts of the enemies of the Sky Palace. "Pay attention to everyone's movements here right now. If you see anything suspicious, report it to me immediately!" said the little dragon, slowly disappearing into Shi Mu'er's lap.

All he knew was that he was abandoned by his mother for being different from the rest of the Dragons. For not being dangerous, or cruel, or scary or harsh like the others from his kind. For being too soft and gentle, something he shouldn't be. Just like his master. Draco glanced at the Dragon who blinked at him, then frowned. "I can't say for sure. The reason why the people of Elexie haven't seen a Dragon themselves is because they say it is dangerous to keep them in the open. That is why no one knows they exist, because they are left to live amongst the Volcanoes with high fences to keep them inside. They are just...too dangerous for humans. Your one looks...safe."

In that bar, seeing the predatory look, I already knew the danger he represented the ferocious animal looking for a fight at the height, one which I felt the challenge to provide, I tried uselessly to believe that it was dangerous for my plans, to undo the constant desire. I was completely wrong, Dragon is a ball of destruction ravaging every wall firmly built to protect something I thought I lost long ago, a part of me I never imagined needing, wanting, or wanting, taking over a forgotten space and appropriating the deepest avaricious miseries of my soul in wanting to have him and keep him just for pleasure.

“I have a feeling we aren’t out of danger just yet, and we still need to get you free from the ice.’ As if on cue, the ground begins to shake again, and a deep rumbling sound fills the air. We look around frantically, trying to figure out what is happening, when suddenly, a huge creature bursts out of the ground, its massive body covered in scales and spikes. ‘What the hell is that?’ I exclaim, my eyes widening in horror. ‘A zombie dragon,’ Liam answers. ‘This is bad!’ I watch in awe as the zombie dragon spreads its wings and lets out a deafening roar. Its eyes are blood-red, and it looks at us like we’re nothing more than prey. I glance at Liam, who is now growling deep in his throat, his e

The ancient creature stared at me for a few seconds, then turned its head and stood up. As the dragon stepped out of its cave, the mountain foundations trembled with each step he took. The fetid and nauseating stench he expelled through his nose made me feel at home. He went to where I was. I had never seen him up close. He is an extremely dangerous dragon. According to legend, its scales are impenetrable, and no weapon has been able to scratch them. There has been no magic or curse strong enough to harm him. He stepped on the bones and carcasses of his prey, dragging his tail loosely across the cave floor. He stopped a few inches from me, my steed on guard, m

“Morgana’s right about one thing. We don’t have a choice anymore.” “Yeah,” I muttered. “Now we find out how bad this is.” My only worry was how dangerous were these dragons and just what were they going to do to us?