Demonic Dragon Novels & Stories

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

Understanding my meaning, Morgan practically skipped as she left. My mind went back to Amon, how was I going to break the contract he holds with Astaroth. I summoned the demon. A black cloud of smoke appeared before me. The dragon formed first then Astaroth. The creature was magnificent, fearsome-looking with black and a deep purple shiny scales covered its long snake-like body. Long sharp blood-stained teeth. Black razor-sharp claws dipped in bone-melting acid, protruded through the dragon's paws.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

I opened my eyes again and looked around. Baz was standing in front of me and Jennifer was still holding my hand. I squeezed her hand as she looked at me with big eyes. “We bow in your presence Typhon, father of all dragons and mightiest beast in all of the realms, we request the turning of this human so she may birth strong dragon children with her bonded half, her heart is pure and her intent is honorable,” Baz said. I saw the flickering of a black tail and then the great dragon came forward from the shadows as we all bowed our heads. He had a magnificent aura of power, almost suffocating me and I knew that I stood in the presence of the oldest dragon to ever live.

I bite into my wrist, drawing blood and letting it trickle down her unconscious lips. "There's a reason he feels this way, but The Demon-Wolf King will find out the worse way ever." The old, stupid dragon across the way speaks. I haven't heard him speak in years. According to bahm, he had many abilities before his wing got ripped off. I didn't trust him either. "Shut up Draconius. You don't know anything at all!" I lash out. Lifting Hunnies neck and cleaning her with the blood soaked rag.

My blurry vision of a man shows a bright blue pair of eyes that calms like the sea. That man inches closer and bit my neck, I gasped for the last moment as I breathed the air. I lost all my senses. - The old tales said that the demon who came from the underworld choses the land as his domain, and monsters and creatures attacked the humans. It was then the hero with the help of the temple fought the evil creatures for peace. The Demon King fought hand in hand with the hero, with him having defeated and formed a contract instead and sealed his power for the peace of both creatures and living, thus the evil forces did not flee and stayed hidden deep in the forest. The hero and the temple founde

He looked at Mo Beitian in disbelief and said, "Sect Master, what you mean is..." "The demonic dragon is originally a demonic object. If Samuel swallowed the demonic dragon's blood, it would mean that this fellow possesses the blood of our demon clan." Mo Beitian laughed. "If such an expert were to join us, wouldn't it mean that we wouldn't need to hide in the future? Or... that I could even openly declare war on these Orthodox Path hooligans one day?" The subordinate happily continued. Thinking about the beautiful future, he couldn't help but feel excited. Mo Beitian was obviously looking forward to this beautiful future. The s

“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.

provoked the demon and all I could think was if that idiot had given up on living. He seemed to be struggling to die. What had happened? He had finally understood that he would never leave that earring? This was not my fault! Well... partially, but that wasn’t the point. "Are you calling my mother a brooder?" I raised one of my eyebrows "watch your answer." The demon laughed, but soon hurried to speak. "I just remembered the old stories about dragons." Dragons. I sighed. "I’m a demon before I’m a dragon," I said leaning against the wall "and we’re not born of eggs."

muttered Gerald. “You’re right about him easily killing you. Regardless, he simply keeps you alive so that he can continue using you. That aside, he’s no common demon either. He’s actually a dragon from Heaven Lake! He was born with immensely strong magic too, and after becoming a demon in the secular world, his black magic has only grown stronger. With all that said, if you were up against his true self, it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that his sneeze could obliterate your primordial spirit!” replied Finnley with a slightly bitter laugh.