Dragon 99 Novels & Stories

"The ninth dragon cauldron is broken, and into nine pieces too?" "Yes, but don't you panic. Senior Fremont made the ninth dragon cauldron, and he can destroy them just as easily. He's imprinted his spirit onto all nine of the broken pieces, and they all contain real dragon aura. If you manage to find any of the pieces, you'll be able to form a connection with it. Once you've collected all nine pieces, you can use your dragon aura to conjure the ninth dragon cauldron, and Senior Fremont will show up to guide you."

On page 999, I found what I was sent here for. The number nine represents dragons throughout human history, while it has little meaning in the dragon world, which puts emphasis on prime numbers. I began reading about Draconian Wicca. There's a duality in this religion, just as there is in life. Some seek to worship, praise, and heal, while others seek power, darkness, and destruction. I found the spell that the hooded figures used. I allowed Clint to read it too. “Witches; fucking dark mages!” he tersely mumbles.

“Don’t mind him. He’ll behave.” “And I told you not to bring the dragons here. But you’ve brought both, and now I can’t do anything about it.” She looked behind her at where the second one stood waiting. That one was smaller than this red one, though not by much since she had to guess that both of them were close to ten meters from snout to tail. Slender and blue-green-scaled, with a strange peacock-like webbed frill bearing beautiful false eyes, this second dragon was far stranger and more ethereal than she had ever imagined one could look.

she replied smiling. "What about the bad news?" Harry said rolling up his sleeves again. "Okay, here's the bad news. The dragon clan is taking over the world. They have capturing cities one after the other continuously destroying them and killing everyone that tries to escape. They have also killed thousands of citizens already." "Wow, that's pretty drastic," Harry commented sipping the alcohol in his mug. "I know right. That's why we need to stop them before they destroy the entire country. We need to find a way to stop them before they kill everyone."

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

"Like what?" Ever since Kade saved his dragon, his beast has formed a bound with the man. He imprinted accepting Kade as theirs, now he kind of obsesses over his mate and now both of them felt like shit for him not beliving in his mate. Now Kade just stood there looking in, clearly he was still bothered by him and that anger or disapointment is keeping him at a loss. "Dragon fire. it is believed apart from the welder, dragon fire will either denature the tough metal or command the chains resistance to break."

“Come on, this is a joyous day! Mia, let’s wish the Alpha a happy birthday and a wonderful life together with his Luna.” Leonard’s voice was bright and loud, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. When I stayed silent, he looked at me again over his glass and mouthed, “You can use a forgiveness coupon.” Back then, Leonard had asked me to be his Mate 98 times, and I had rejected him 98 times. I thought he would give up, but he summoned all the werewolves in the pack for the 99th time and got on his knees, swearing to the Moon Goddess,

I gave a soft, bitter laugh and slowly slipped our documents back into my pocket. “This makes ninety-nine.” “What?” “This is the ninety-ninth time we’ve tried to get our marriage registered.” I turned toward the subway entrance. “And the ninety-ninth time you’ve left me hanging because of him.” I heard her heels stop on the pavement, then suddenly start running after me. “The first time, you bailed on our trip because he was on the night shift and scared of the dark. You took a red-eye flight just to be with him. “The second time, we were practically at the door of the courthouse. You heard he fainted from overwork and left me standing in the snow alone for an entire day.”

She giggled and kissed him on the snout. One of the maids, realizing she was naked, quickly covered her with a tablecloth. Cory’s mother ran and wrapped another one around his waist. They were both too caught up in adrenaline to notice. The couple laughed and hugged each other. The battle was over. Two Rogue dragons flew away, carrying their seriously injured king.

And that I can call him, “Uncle BD” “Agents, this is Black Dragon, considered as the number one agent of “Dark Knight” in this era. He will be the DJ here in “Stargazer” and the patissier in “Polaris”. Other additional information will be given by him. I really hope you’ll get along well.” No one reacted among us. I think my hyungs are still in shock too. I wonder what Yosef-hyung, I mean, Topgun thought. He was recently considered as the number one agent among us but now that Black Dragon arrived…