Demonic Dragon Novels & Stories

Before I start this book, I want to explain something. Who is a Yoruba Demon? A Yoruba Demon is technically a full fledged Zaddy. They're not literal demons but we'll soon know why they are called that in a second. So a Yoruba demon is a very handsome,tall, fine as hell, ripped body kind of guy. Let's not forget stinking rich. But inside all of that, he's not your everyday kind of boyfriend. Trust me, Yoruba demons don't have to beg to get into your pants. You'll be the one taking your pants off lol.

Jennifer said while Zac grunted in agreement. How come they couldn’t hear his voice? How come it was only her? The dragon slowly transformed into a bulkier man with long shaggy hair that reached his waist. He was tan and his clothes were almost like ancient robes when Demetrius celebrates it festivals. “The dragons have felt Elijah Trueblade’s power. He must have been somewhere around here. But here I am, meeting his aide… and his lover that should have died a long time ago.” Her three companions turned to her in shock. Sophia swallowed as she stepped forward.

I replied thoughtfully “Ahem… Correct… In Dragon realm we have Dragon with their power capable of controlling this five spiritual elements of universe… this every Dragon who can control elements are called as Elemental Dragon… since their powers are more stronger in power than any other Dragon…. more over element Dragon are born blessed which allow then to control their power element of entire cosmos” Draco replied “I am Dragon of fire….one of Element Dragon…. because of my powers fires flames on earth are unintentionally attracted to me” Draco further replied

Never mind, let the past just the past. Damien stepped towards the two mystical weapons. Slowly, Damien grabbed the pair of gloves that had claws on them. Come to think of it, Ansel's strength specializing in speed would probably match that pair of gloves with claws on the tips of the fingers. And when Damien wielded the mystical weapon ... Bathump~ ... What appeared in Damien's mind was one of the demons who had a very high rank in hell. The demon lord of the sea, in the form of a giant seven-headed serpent that can even devour Kraken.

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

“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

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

He was kneeling on the ground on fours with his robe torn. Scales were showing on his back and his skin color was black. I quickly ran to his side and knelt down. When he looked at me, I was filled with fear. His horns had grown larger and his eyes were now red with a darker shade in his pupils. He was turning into his last demon form and that was a dragon. He was definitely going to burn down everything out of anger if not stopped in time. "I talked to her, she understands what you did. She's just upset and needs time to think things through." I said loudly.

“I understand, Majesty. And my tale is one of wonder, to be sure. But first I must introduce my companion. Dhume, Taurqon of the Minotaurs.” Emerik nodded acknowledgement. “You do us great honor, Taurqon.” Dhume’s voice boomed in the vast space. “Honor can wait, King of the humans. I come to warn you of a grave threat to the all the lands.” “Threat?” Emerik glanced at Andric, who nodded as well. “Tell us,” said Ghaeron, his draconic voice booming even more impressively. “What is this threat?” “Dark Magic,” said Dhume.