Dark Souls 2 Dragonriders Novels & Stories

"Ouuuch!!!" The Souls Dark Races let out a blood-curdling scream. Lucas smiled and shook his head slightly. He looked at the Master of the Souls Dark Races and said lightly, "You truly are ants." ... With that, he pulled out the Immemorial Dragon Sword that had pierced into the Master of the Souls Dark Races. The Master of the Souls Dark Races fell heavily to the ground. At this moment, the Souls Dark Races in the abandoned land were annihilated! Lucas placed the Immemorial Dragon Sword into the System Space and walked towards the location of the Apocalyptic Legion.

Lutz chuckled. “Of course not. One Firewolf per generation,” he informed. “Then—” “My dragon unexpectedly wasn't a single guy. He has a mate. Astra. Astra has bonded with Wayne. Your Alpha is a dragon rider too.” Another round of shouts erupted in the room. Shock, surprise and excitement were evident in the air. “Two freaking dragons?!” Shem exclaimed and gave a triumphant shout. “Two dragon riders? Colour me wow!” Crusoe laughed and hugged his Alpha.

Daiera POV Eastern Ridge 28 Minutes Later The wind ripped through my hair as we rode hard toward the ridge, hooves and paws thundering through the grasslands, the sky above bruised and heavy with tension. Draken rode beside me on a shadow-forged steed, shirtless because of fucking course he was. His smirk could melt glaciers. Kael and Riven were a blur of motion ahead of us, their wolves fast and wild. Auren flew overhead, his wings spread like divine vengeance.

Astrid swallowed with a nod. “I, Radcliff the Firebreath, The Red Dragon Slayer, challenge the three of you at the same time to fight against me. The winner will get the dragon magic stone that is in this sword,” challenged Radcliff with a smug grin that was clearly contemptuous and condescending. Draco took one step forward and glared at Radcliff. "We accept your challenge. I, Draco Black, The Son of Zergenth, The Sky Protector, The Last Dragon, challenge you Dragon Slayer,” Draco replied with a serious face.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

He shook his head and sat back in his chair, staring out of the window. "Your mother is a busy woman. She has to keep an entire species from not only going extinct, but also ensuring no one finds them again. Sometimes guards come and look for the missing dragons. Other times..." Uma trailed off, but I knew what she meant. Other times their absence was seen as rebellion. Young dragons tested old beliefs and would sometimes be gone for years on end, trying to find where they thought they 'belonged'. Mother kept her reigns tight around me, because I had done the same thing many years ago with Cyra. We drank and slept our way through more than half of Gurstan before mother had had enough and dra

she complains as she shakes her hand. I snort and flame rumbles up from my throat. "That wasn't very nice." She's back to running her fingers over my scales trying to figure out how they work, I presume. I hold back the flames by locking them tightly in my throat, and I try not to think about the horror my fire caused. No, not my fire... me. "The scales turn to armor when needed. It's easier to show someone than explain," I say in order to take my mind off what I did to Laryn's bride. I have no idea why I offer, but the words tumble out before I can stop them. "Would you like to ride?" Only brides have ever ridden me, and riding is considered sacred in the dragon realms.

the man said as he stepped out of the shadows. He was tall, like most dragonkin with Sire blood were, I reckoned he was in his mid-thirties or so. He had light blue eyes and dark brown hair that hung down to his shoulders. His clothes were expensive and his hands looked like they had seen plenty of fights. “The infamous Ryder Grey, elite hunter of the supernatural world, we meet at last,” he said as he sat down on the chair that Clifford had placed in front of me. “I assume you’re Carlson,” I said to him and he smiled at me.

Leo was hoping to fuse the skill with Erza, so she could grow strong faster as in notification it says defeating the Dragon, but Leo was not the one who defeated this dragon, So it was either a NPC or some other player, if it was the latter it would become a huge issue for Xscythe and Leo. As soon as Leo thought that, a system notification popped up in front of Leo. "Huge congratulations to the Guild Black Wolves to be the first guild to defeat a Dragon (A mighty Creature) in the game and there is an increase in the fame and all the rewards distributed to the Guild are doubled" "Black Wolves, Somehow I have a bad feeling about this name, but I might be wrong" thought Leo.

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”