Draco Anime Novels & Stories

] [Tunneler]: Grants the ability to easily dig through any type of rock, earth, and ore, leaving a tunnel behind. [Nether Worm's Razor-Sharp Teeth]: Grants the ability to create razor-sharp teeth that spiral around like a deadly chainsaw, dealing damage based on the user's Strength. [Blood Core Rank: [Level IV: Draconic Vampire (Upper Stage)] has increased to [Peak Stage]!] [Dragon Heart Rank: [Level IV: Adult Blood Dragon (Upper Stage)] has increased to [Peak Stage]!] [Existence Realm: [Pseudo Demi-Deity: 1/9 (Middle Stage)] has increased to 2/9!]

“I know you have a crush, and I don’t blame you. He is so crushable.” “When the world goes up in flame, Vera Rhys, only the real dragons survive the fire. I am a real dragon. You are not.” “What the heck is this little headache?” Nova grunted. ”For a virgin, he sure has a lot of women who want their talon in his sweet, sexy ass...” I snorted. The kid glared at me as she pulled out what looked like a very pretty, very sharp dagger. Maybe not a kid, at all!

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

From her statement, it seems she thought Drogo was a male dragon. "What?" She said looking confused. "Drogo is a female '' I said with a glare, Freya was taken aback. I wasn't surprised, she knew nothing about dragons, so she had no idea. "Drogo is a female dragon? " She shouted in horror, looking at me with disappointment. " Why on earth would you give a female dragon a masculine name? The name Drogo sounds manly" she said looking at me with disdain. Her words and actions rendered me speechless. " I heard that when a dragon is born you alone can give it its name. What were you thinking when you thought of Drogo?" She questioned. "Goodness! There better names " she said again.

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

she whimpered as tears fell from her eyes, "There is a darkness inside me Azian, do you really want to destroy the world?" ---------SYNOPSIS I'm looking for my beloved. She was taken from me. hidden from my very eyes till it was too late. But my dragon will find her even if it means the end of the world. if she dies, everyone shall perish. I am Azian, prince of Dragons. I need my Kaya. only she can control my beast and his Ultra. THIS IS AZIAN PRINCE OF DRAGONS BOOK 3

“He sabotaged my coronation, making me kill the members of the pack, and forcing me to think it was all my fault, when, in fact, he is the chief mastermind of everything.” I saw some liquid drop down from his face as he spoke. I couldn’t tell if it was sweat or tears, but sure enough, it made me sad. I hate seeing men cry. It gives me a big feeling of discomfort. Men are always so strong and tough, so whatever would cause a man to cry must be something serious. “It’s alright, Drax. You’ll be fine.” I consoled him from where I sat. If I could, I would give him a hug right now, but I’m tied up with these fucking chains from hell.

Vulcan and Anala, who had just arrived, gasped at the tribute given by Radcliff and Newton to the figure of a young boy who had black hair and red eyes. “It’s him, Vulcan!” shouted Anala while gasping. “I, Draco Black, the last Dragon Prince is willing to take your oath of allegiance, the Fire Salamander-incarnate Radcliff. Let's fight to awaken the dragons and protect Magica from harm,” Draco replied with an aura of majesty and graceful charisma.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

"I'm not really they're uncle." I watch as shoulders suddenly drop. One of the oldest twins steps forward and gives me a short salute and an eye roll towards Ashrac. "We like to call him uncle because it bugs him. Name's Drayce of the Purple Dragon Clan. We're twelve. This is my brother Ejder of the Purple Dragon Clan." They are both tall and lean with a lot of growing to do, but you can see they'll be the size of Ashrac before long. Both girls dutifully step forward next. They begin at the same time, stop, and then the one on the right speaks. "I'm Zara of the Purple Dragon Clan and this is-"