Dark Souls 2 Dragonriders Novels & Stories

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

Tears slid down Rosalie's cheeks as she watched them disappear into the distance. She knew very well that the four were willing to die in battle. Whether or not they would be lucky enough to return alive was out of her hands now. There was a loud roar as both Unus and Duo revealed their true forms almost simultaneously. Up in the skies above Draepolis, two black sea dragons blocked Nehemiah's path with their gigantic bodies. "What's that?" "Am I seeing things? T-They look like the sea dragons in legends!" "Dragons really exist!"

There were only two or three dragons who weren’t carrying my warriors on their backs, but they proved more than capable of tearing away at the rocky ridge presently guarding the rogues from our wrath. It didn’t take the silver-colored shifters long to expose a small group of wolves further inside the tunnel in the side of the mountain, and Rias was swooping in to let me slide down at the newly created ledge in the next instant. The dragons deposited their riders into the mouth of the tunnel in the same way that Rias had with me, and my males then transformed into their animals without delay, chasing down our fleeing adversaries with vicious snarls and agonized yowls sounding in their wake.

Her lips curve into a smile, eyes bright. It is Alfred, next, whose shoulders sag with relief so intense one might taste it. They are roars, he realizes, as the sounds draw closer. “What is that noise,” Duchess Clair asks sharply in the frozen room. Darla stands, as does Alfred. “It is your daughter, Duchess,” she laughs. “Lady Alcina, the dragonlord. Stormbringer.” * * * * * * * * * * The dragons land with twin roars, making the ground beneath them shake with the weight of their descent.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

Jaden added. “I’m excited!” David exclaimed. “Now, hold on tight. I’ll be going faster.” Sean told them and steps on the accelerator. The boys shouted in excitement. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3RD PERSON It’s almost time. Hercules thought as he wipes the blade of his sword. I’m excited to “accidentally” kill that Black Dragon. He wickedly smiled. He heard a car coming nearer and know that Black Dragon is almost there.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

We’d rushed to find Yhendorn, only to find out that there was nothing in the history books that discussed anything like this. “Remember, Eliane is the first person or dragon to claim two dragons as a rider. Usually, when a rider’s dragon dies, the rider follows pretty quickly. It’s not always the case, especially if there was no love between the two or if the rider had a human or elvish mate and wasn’t mated to the dragon. But I never saw anything about the dragon’s image erasing when the dragon died. Once a rider, always a rider,” he said. We’d asked my father as well, and he was shocked to hear that Iniko’s image was gone from Eliane’s chest.

Chase flung it like a javelin. He aimed the lightning spear right at the black and red dragons coming at him. It looked to everyone like he had just thrown empty air, but the dragons vanished from it. The Two Evils of Hell were stunned. They froze in their positions of releasing the dragons. By the time Ricky looked back at them, they had fallen limp to the ground. It was another instant kill! It was a move that shot through the Two Evils of Hell's Joint Strike Technique and killed them with whatever remaining energy that was left in the move.

It seemed like he had already accepted that it would happen. “All unbonded dragonkin, male and female, between the ages of seventeen and twenty-five have been called up to the Dragon King’s training grounds in Romania.” Anger reverberated from his voice and I could feel the tension mounting. “I’ll keep her safe Dad. Even if it makes me a traitor. The Dragon King won’t get her.” “I know.” Ryder squeezed my shoulder and left the kitchen as my destiny was set in motion.