Devil Dragons Novels & Stories

He turned again to Warren who had now propped himself up against the cliff tears in his eyes looking towards Shreftwood silently and slowly saying the words ‘I’m Sorry’ He turned back to the others, his eyes glanced over the Dragonslayer in the distance. “There are many kinds of dragons in this world and that one attacks with a large shockwave of energy, like a volcano blowing its top through the build of pressure. They are attracted to light unlike fire breathers, which hunt by the scent of blood, they sense heat and light that’s why when under attack by a fire breather you can always count on a shockwave to be close by.” “I can hear your thoughts Shreftwood” a voice began to rumble in Shre

A red dragon with chimera armor was covered with scorching red flames! Such a domineering and swift strike had the power to destroy the world!

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 grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

But there is a sect of Dragons, which are more powerful than the rest of the dragons, called the black Dragons, they still reside in fairy and their realm is bigger than the summer and winter realms joined together. In his quest to escape, Koni slipped in to that door way by mistake and fell in to the Dragon Realm.

“I really, really hope that you can be something like my fellow Halflings’ familiars.” Matilda told me that among the three Halflings who already got their familiars, Damon has the strongest. Apparently, Damon has the Hydria also known as a water and forest dragon with three heads – it has a great generative ability that if anyone cuts off its head, it will grow in a matter of seconds with twice the number of the original heads. Damn! Just thinking about him having that advantage boils my blood.

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

“Who are you? And why do you disturb my slumber?” A deep mature female voice resounded in the chamber. Matthew got a good look at Cobalt. She was lindwurm type dragon with a long flat tail like a crocodile’s. Her arms were webbed and had fins on the side. She had deep blue eyes and frills on her cheeks. She also had three horns on top of her head that curved to the back. The scales on most of her body were dark blue from her spiked spine and became lighter as it went to her under belly until it was white. Upon better look, Matthew noticed that she had gills behind the frills.

It was worth taking a chance that getting enough flaming oil around them would work. Ghaeron did not need oil. The Dragon swept over the group, flaming, but barely singed the outer edges thanks to the mystical shield. He made a second attempt with no better result. With a roar of frustration, he landed behind the attacking Moran’kaar and swept his foreleg through the rearmost members. Their misshapen bodies were knocked aside and torn asunder, some of them twitching unnaturally though they were in two or more pieces. The Dragon’s second attack was forestalled by the Alva’himar, who sent a volley of energy at him. Flinching, he spat flame in their direction, knowing they would deflect it but