Dangerous Dragon Novels & Stories

“I trust you.” Together, they pushed forward, magic intertwining, striking with precision and ferocity. Every moment of contact, every glance, every pulse of the bond made their connection undeniable, potent, and dangerous. Malakar’s forces were relentless, but the combination of healer and dragon king was stronger than anything he anticipated. As shadows began to retreat under their combined assault, a new terror emerged—larger, more potent, a figure wreathed in living fire and darkness, something neither had faced before. Malakar had unleashed a weapon of power that even Verath’s dragon sensed with primal fear.

I stop pacing and meet their gazes one by one. “We cannot allow that.” “What do you propose?” a captain asks. My smile is slow. Simple. “We take the bridge.” The younger dragon frowns again. “You mean the seam?” “No.” I look toward the distant mountains where the barrier pulses faintly in the air. “I mean the girl.” Silence. Because they understand what that means. A Madrigal bound to the wrong dragon is dangerous. But a Madrigal bound to the right one— A dragon who understands power—

“Let’s see if they can reach you before it does.” The prototype lunged. Lena screamed. Level Six — Elias & Alexander Elias dropped to his knees suddenly. Alexander grabbed him. “Elias—hey—HEY! What’s wrong?!” Elias’s eyes widened in horror. “She’s in danger. Something’s coming for her—something strong.” Alexander tightened his grip. “Then we MOVE!” Elias roared, surged to his feet— And blasted the last door open with a flash of gold. They ran. Down the stairs.

“It’s hard to know. It’s maturing faster than we thought. Even without the white dragon here. The imprint is strong enough on Samatha to cause an effect.” “Her adoptive daughter could be close. Keep an eye on the sky and tell the men to prepare themselves if her daughter figures it out and lands. We will need to get a charm on her as fast as possible. White dragons are extremely dangerous. Our last white dragon was already dying of heartache when we found her. She was weak. If Sam’s daughter comes here and finds us. She could destroy us all.” “Samatha, does your daughter have a mate?” “Yes.” “What type of dragon is her mate?”

I hate that it still feels like home, I try to hold onto the anger. I try to remember my sister. My brother. My mother. But my body betrays me, my resistance weakens and my movements slow. The fight in my wrists turns into trembling instead of pushing. His kiss softens slightly. Not possession now or dominance, but something rawer, something breaking. My breathing shifts. And despite everything — Despite the war, the lies, the blood, the threat — I melt. Just a little. Because I still love him. And that is the most dangerous thing of all.

He singlehandedly destroyed almost half of them, making sure they were all wiped out. That was how dangerous and deadly he could be whenever he was this furious. He has a special ability—a really lethal one that caused a lot of death while he was growing up. I know he might have been so calm recently, but this man here was once a beast that even his parents were scared of. His presence brought panic and tension, and people would find an excuse to leave. Even though he had changed after the same outraged powers almost made him kill his mother, everyone knew it was still in him and tread carefully.

The thought of losing her was almost unbearable and even Abeloth was roaring in protest, flapping his wings and exhaling smoke. “You have many enemies Ryder, people that smile at you and people that shake your hand. Silently they wish for your demise because of your strength, because Abeloth is feared as well. You need to be careful with who you trust, your circle is now complete, we are your people, we will fight with you until the end. Only when you shed the blood of the last vile dragon will your life return to be filled with peace. Megan is your other half, the half of your soul that you’ve been missing, keep her safe and she will stand by your side until the day you die,” she said.

she murmured. “I’m not going to sit here and profess to be a fucking angel, but I’ve never hurt a woman or a child. More than I can say for half the fucking guys who come here. Maybe I have a twisted definition of worse, but I’d say those things constitute a fucking warning.” Scraping his fingers across his shaven scalp, he let out a sharp exhale. “On the list of dangerous people here, I can name at least fifty who are more psychotic than I am.” “I’m not standing here alone with any of them though, am I?”

He could endanger me and my kids. Going out of the room I had been tortured I couldn't believe my eyes, the whole place was burnt down excluding the spot I was in. " You don't have to be worried, everyone involved in this is dead including Diana," The strange man said. This meant to be that he had burnt all of them. Seeing a big dragon, I shivered in fright. " Dragons are real?" I asked with excitement. "Yes they are," he said with a smile, in a swift movement he got on his Dragon. " I'm sorry I can't get on that," I said, moving backward in fear.

Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face. He seemed nonchalant when he spoke. Around him, Peacock Lilibet, Colori Phoenix, Tiger Ben and the others felt chills down their spines. ‘Are the Trap Dragon Thorns Darryl’s holding in his hands that powerful? Is it true that even the Green Dragon clan could not stand it?’ Could White Tiger King, who almost died from the fire, take it?