Depressed Dragon Novels & Stories

That might be why it feels like there are multiple dragons pounding away in my head. Making my way to my bathroom, I make sure to drink a whole lot of water, to try and drown the assholes that have been stomping around in my brain. Brushing my teeth, I debate on whether I want to shower, or just put on extra deodorant and call it a day.

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

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?!"

Drakes. A type of dragon that is smaller in size and cannot fly. Drakes are considered a lower class dragon due to their traits, including their lesser strength as well. Even so, they are still dragons and are incredibly powerful compared to the common species. Even the lowest of them are at least B class monsters. Earth drakes, in particular, have much a tankier build with larger body mass.

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

Class: Dragon Sentinel Secondary class: Necrosmith Titles- Dragonslayer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Elemental Affinity- Death Level: 0/100 Exp:0 HP:5000 CON:500 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:500 DEX:100 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK: 225 STR:75 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 500 INT:100 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :62 AGI:62 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic). Advanced Stealth(Unique), Super Enhanced(Mystic), Calm down(U), Ultra- Amplify(Unique),Poison Mastery(Mystic), Acid Mastery(Mystic) ,Bioshift(Unique), Blinking Steps(Mystic), Time Shift(Unique),FireBall(Rare), Stealing Life(Disaster), Judgement Seal(Unique), Superior life(Disaster) , Advanced Heal

The ashes that had collected inside the crater started to swirl around him. The tornado of ashes completely obscured anyone's vision; as soon as it dispersed and settled, the place that the dragon once stood, was now empty. My body was heavy. But it was encircled in comfort. A pleasant cold against my cheek as I shifted, my eyes slowly opened to glance at the white pillow underneath my head. Slowly, I sat up. I was in dim light, but I could tell I was definitely in a bed. The white oversized blanket laid over me, its soft embrace pushed away as I tried to focus my eyes. After a few minutes of looking around, my eyes felt dry and tired. My mind was blank and I could feel the depression that s

As soon as the dragon reaches their, it gives out a very loud roar that that can even deafen one's ears. This scares the people away and they begin spreading away. As soon as they do this. The dragon uses this as an opportunity stealing away one of the drowned people. Suddenly the whole situation changes and the depression disappears and every thing goes back to normal. Priya looks on confused not knowing what the hell just happened. She walks quickly to one of the women passing by asking her. “ What has happened to the depression that was Her?” she asks full of anxiety. “ What depression? ” the woman asks and that is when Priya gets it. It is the king dragon that came to rescue Sona and mad

Samuel was depressed. "F*ck, but how can I irritate you!" The demonic dragon was a little surprised. Samuel was very depressed. At such a critical moment, why did the demonic dragon's brain suddenly feel like it was covered with glue? "Are you a pig? Think of a way?" Samuel said gloomily. "How about I scold you?" The demonic dragon thought for a moment and then opened its mouth. "F*ck you, Samuel." After the demonic dragon finished cursing, it was very depressed. "Brother, I've finished cursing. Can you at least give me a reaction?"

' thought Charlotte with a depressed expression . " ....Almonds are the most necessary ingredient ! " said the dragon king . " W....W.....W.....Why almonds ?! " asked Charlotte with her voice trembling . " To make you a bit smarter ! " said the dragon king . " Ahhh.....to make me a bit smarter........Huh ?! Why make me smarter when I am about to die ?! Dying people don't need more wisdom . " said Charlotte with a confused expression . " Because you are so silly . With what you just said , I am afraid that even the almonds won't do you any good.........Haaaaa.......such a hopeless case ! " said the dragon king with a smirk and flicked her forehead .