Novel & Cerita Doranbolt Fairy Tail

Immediately, Wilbur's figure turned into a blur as he flew down from mid-air, right into the crowd of the Dragon Slayer Organization. The next second, a black storm suddenly appeared. It expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of members of the Dragon Slayer Organization were trapped in it. Dino was also wrapped in it, and a powerful suction force came from the storm. Dino tried his best and took off into the sky. Dino saw Dalton in the air, and he grimaced, begging, "Mister Dalton, save me!" Dalton watched with wide eyes as Dino was swallowed up by the storm. The flesh on his face quickly dried up, and then his whole body turned into withered bones.

They were both crying and she looked up at me, not letting go of him. “Who is this?” Malachi asked. “This is my son, William,” I said and Malachi smiled. Charlotte let go of William but took his hand in hers as Malachi looked at him and bent down to his level. “Hello, William, I hear you’re the newest Sinclair.” Malachi offered his hand and William shook it. “Careful, Malachi. He looks like a tough little fighter to me,” Kiran said as he stood up and walked toward them. “I’m Kiran, can you throw a punch?”

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

Perfect timing. Elena gave him a mental thumbs-up and started calculating how much of a bonus she should give him. Future mate... boyfriend... Zander's face went dark. His aura flared, almost making him want to snatch Elena back and claim her right then and there. He knew the Starfalls; he'd met Doran's father a few times. He'd heard that Doran had been kidnapped as a pup and went through hell before being found at age six. He'd expected some random student, not the heir to Starfall. Doran was handsome, and his scent was that of a pure, vibrant young wolf in his prime.

Barclay's laughter filled the air, while his gaze was focused on the witches. "It's your funeral," he said before collapsing to the ground. Slowly he turned on his back, breathing labored and eyes focused on the sky. Doreon raised his head to the red clouds and the dark sky, everyone around him was motionless, as he caught his breath. The pain had stopped abruptly and his body ached so much that he could see the stars, but he did not look away. He knew what was coming, or rather who was coming. He never thought to say it, but he couldn't wait to see a Deorgh: his body was filled with relief when the huge black dragon emerged from the clouds.

Light brown eyes peeked through the window curtain, observing the servant who was busy drying clothes in the castle’s backyard. The servant’s feet were adorned with beautiful gold bracelets, catching the attention of Dantley Swiftclaw, who possessed an exceptional sense of smell. He realized that the servant girl before him was his desired Mate. However, Dantley’s arrogance and desire for an alpha luna prevented him from revealing her true identity or keeping her by his side. He decided to approach her when the other servants and guards had left, leaving only the snow-skinned girl named Erlyn Gristin.

I could sense a surge of powerful and concentrated magic emanating from Dorian's hands. My body jolted as I witnessed an unpleasant sight. I could already guess that Dorian was the mastermind behind the unusual vibrations coming from the labyrinth! He seemed to be deliberately directing his power to destroy it! "Dorian Phoenix! How dare you disrupt our plans!" I shouted in frustration. However, my voice seemed to have no effect on Dorian, who continued his actions. I was utterly perplexed. The battlefield where we stood was now being engulfed by an enormous tornado. If I looked up, all I could see was the thunderstorm raining down upon the sky.

She knew that was Glynis’s chore, and she could well imagine the spiteful blonde pouring a full chamber pot upon her. She couldn’t be certain, but she thought the small blue dragon that had attacked her as she emerged from the water was Glynis. After all, Dolag had commented on her uncommon ability to shift, and Brenna had learned enough during her stay with the Balfour people to know that mostly the males were born as shifters, while the women tended to inherit other types of magic, or remained without magic.