Demonic Dragon Novels & Stories

Rori looked around for Destiny and Andy, but she could no longer find them, looking around frantically she heard the blood-curdling roar again and as she rose to her feet, she heard the large glass wall behind her shatter as a magnificently dark red scales and wings came crashing through the wall. Rori shielded her eyes but screamed as soon as she felt a heavy weight grip her around the waist. As she moved her hands to fight the foreign assailant she heard the unmistakable rumble of Murdok’s voice. “Rori,” was the only word he spoke, and as Rori’s eyes traveled from the gigantic black and red scaled claw wrapped around her up the muscular appendage until she stopped at the most magnificent a

I want to go to him and ask him what happened but Liberus was destroying the villagers houses so I decided to ask him later and move towards Liberus. I’ve arrived on where his shadow was and blast him with Eruption from behind. He flew through a building and crashed. His face looks terrible and said, “No one has ever lay a hand on me, I’m Liberus the chosen one to be the next demon lord for I possess the Demonic Relic that is suitable for it.” He then showed me a book and it was also named as Demonic Relic. I was shocked seeing there were other Demonic relic. Then Liberus shouted, “Are you listening to me? Or are you trembling knowing that your opponent possess such powerful relic?”

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

He turns and sees my focus on his hand, before pausing a moment to also look down at what is now normal skin, and makes a soft noise under his breath that almost seems like a laugh. “Figured out why the smarter wolves are afraid of me, Princess?” he mocks me before pushing his way inside. Unrattled by my seeing his true self, and in fact, it feels a lot like he grows cockier with every step as my returning trepidation grows. It sends a chill through me as I follow him into the cozy space, not really taking it in, my thoughts swimming with newfound fear as I try to recall Leyanne's teachings. Demonics. The fractured half of the Angelics. Once a whole whose conflicting parts were torn apart be

They saw every orgasm, every moan, every claw mark and bite left on her skin. The central creature tilted its head, its mouth opening into a grotesque smile. “The princess surrenders herself to monsters,” hissed a voice that sounded like nails scraping against bones. “What a delicious image for our lord.” The other two let out high-pitched, gurgling laughs. One of them extended a skeletal hand and collected a drop of magical essence that still lingered in the air — remnants of draconic power mixed with Irmak’s pleasure. The drop floated toward a vial of black glass carried by the third creature.

Every step he took scorched the ground, yet his focus was unwavering, tethered by the bond that connected him to Elara. Malakar’s shadowed form loomed in the distance, his dark magic twisting the air, summoning beasts of nightmare and fire. He raised his hands, and the ground itself seemed to writhe in response. “You think you’ve won, Dragon King?” he snarled. “I am eternal! You cannot destroy me!”

Perhaps she had woken up in a dream, Minerva thought and looked at the creature that was standing near a huge rock. The creature was a dragon and Minerva was certain of it but it was slightly different from what she had heard. People say dragons are black and ugly but the one before her was nothing ugly. So blue and beautiful. " You're awake," someone said and Minerva immediately recognized the voice. Composing herself, she stood up to look across from where she was standing to see him. He was standing there, like a Greek god Minerva had heard about because of their handsomeness. Minerva couldn't imagine such a beautiful man exists while she was hoping to befriend Noah, the most handsome boy

“This child is truly remarkable; she took control of my dead right out of my hands.” The dragon burnt another wave of demons and Grimkeeper finally had enough. “This has gone on too long, Grimkeeper,” Terra said as she watched demons being burnt to ashes and dropping from headshots. “You need to end this right now.” Grimkeeper summoned his powers, the ones stored in him trying to claw its way out and summoned something that Emma or Steve did not see coming. The dark lord raised his hands to the black skies and black lightning shot down from the skies, hitting the fire breathing dragon in the back.