Draco Knight Novels & Stories

What was this feeling? She stretched her glowing arm forward and I reached out to grab it. "It will be painful, but, let me out and you shall live." I nodded, entranced, before realizing what she had said. I blinked right before our fingers could touch and hesitated. "Painful? What will be?" I asked, puzzled. "Your shift." She said in a musical tone that trapped me again. "Drakkon. He calls." She sighed in yearning and anger. "Who is Drakkon?" I asked, mesmerized by her glacial eyes that seemed to see me. All of who I was.

Yesterday, as the host, the Foxhall royal family spared no expense, distributing a substantial amount of rare medicinal treasures to the other royal families to aid in their recovery. Today, everyone's injuries had stabilized. However, their expressions were grim. "Draco, are you alright?" "I'm fine." Draco sat upright, his face impassive. There was no trace of emotion—no way to tell what he was thinking. It was as if nothing had happened yesterday. "I've only been practicing the Tyrant Dragon Physique for three months. I haven't fully mastered it yet. Gideon must have perfected his Solar Titan Physique long ago.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

“This man who’s at war for you, what did you do? Did you sleep with him to get his help? Or did you promise to? Either way, you will be punished once this is over.” “No, you…” The bulky man with the scar across his eye stepped in front of her, interrupting her speech. “I think you’ve got this all wrong, Jerald, you’ll be the one getting punished after this ends, not her.” He unsheathed his sword and smirked at it. “Have you not heard of me? Draco that rules the land…the merciless man without a mate…I’m sure you’ve heard that every battle I fight, I win.” “Draco…? The merciless…?” Recognition shown on Jerald’s face as he stretched out his hand, taking the sword a pack member handed to him. “W

Ackley squeaked, his wrinkled forehead collapsing into a grimace, his eyes two pools of dread. The whole table watched a young girl intimidating the Oak King who appeared to be far older than her both in age and knowledge. Maybe that was the reason he backed down from a fight he couldn't win. "That will be better for your health." With a twisted smile, Esmeray gave Ackely's shaking hand a warning pat before turning around and facing the man of the hour she had initially come for. A Being who was war in himself, the man who held more power than any other King present on the table, Aidan Draco the Rightful King of Dragons.

After clapping his hands twice, two bald and bully figures walked out from among the crowds and stood obediently on both sides of Prince Dominic. "Oh, let me to introduce you to my two royal knights. On my right, he is called Draco, and to my left, he is Blade. I believe my men would like to play with yours." As he spoke, the men buldged their muscles, their eyes staring down Jake's two companions. "You've already pissed me off for trying to stop the wedding, it's time the two of us settle this account." Swoosh As he spoke, Prince Dominic picked up a long sword from one of his defeated soldiers.

Henry informed everyone. "What...New King of Dragons?..." Mars and Marcus muttered in unison. "Yes, New king of Dragons. Draco who was also suffered the forbidden killing spell got severely injured and lost his legs and wizardry powers in that attack." Henry explained. Mars and Marcus gave an astonishing look to each other. "So...it means Draco is as good as dead...he is a harmless ass"... Mars chuckled. "No...no...We should not underestimate him, Mars." Vincent groaned. "Sorry...mom," he replied lowering his head.

Looking at the creatures, Kirou was intrigued as he saw their names. NPC Name: Draco Blade NPC Class: Mountain Lizardmen Tribe Warrior NPC Level: 26 Affinity: Neutral NPC Name: Draco Wing NPC Class: Mountain Lizardmen Tribe Archer NPC Level: 24 Affinity: Neutral NPC Name: Draco Pine NPC Class: Mountain Lizardmen Tribe Spearman NPC Level: 23 Affinity: Neutral NPC Name:...

Draco had not found the mastermind since he missed the right time to investigate the issue. Draco had a feeling it was one of his mafia lords, but he couldn't be sure since they were like a brotherhood and he was their leader. Even though he knew some of them wanted to rebel and he had put measures in place so that even if they decided to betray him, it would be like using a double-edged sword, both sides were deadly.

The beast's body crumpled on the ground and the sand returned to the earth while Drake dropped on his knee, sighing. "Wow," Drake softly said, awe and terror mixed in his voice. "What are you?" He tilted his head and sighed before gazing at his blood-stained dagger. Drake Lornn is not only a guard of Prince Ciaran but also a member of the Five Leaf Clover of Krystalline. The symbol of a clover was etched on his blade. He heard something crumbling and he turned his head only to find himself staring ahead on a house that was nothing but debris.