Dragon 99 Novels & Stories

One, two, ten, fifty… A total of ninety-nine men walked out from every direction, gathering into an impenetrable wall of people that completely surrounded him. Then, in Daniel’s terrified eyes, ninety-nine voices exploded like thunder and swept across all of South City. “How about you try and touch our daughter one more time?!”

Strange didn't begin to cover it. And yet the commenters kept calling him dumb.

"Yeah, she has such a bad temper. Locking her in there might be a good idea. I'll bring her some of her favorite shrimp later. "Come on, Joel," Dad said. "She'll be fine in there for a few hours." Instantly, terror surged through me. I pounded on the door with all my strength and screamed, "I'm not mad anymore! I'll apologize to Yvette! I'll do anything! Just let me out! I can't breathe! I'll die if I don't take my medication!" My voice cracked into a shrill plea, but no one answered. I crumpled to the floor. The itching spread from my back to my face, and soon, my throat began to close as well.

The Hall of Sacrul rumbled with the low growl of dragons. Fourteen great beasts sat in their true forms around a dais made of deepstar stone, a mineral said to have fallen from the bones of dying stars. Each dragon revealed its true form in silent contest, the weight of their might pressing against the air. Heat shimmered between them, an invisible storm of pride and restrained carnage.

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"

S) "And how strong a dragon was?..". [the strongest dragon alive was categorized at Level 9, it's capable to burn down 10 nations in one week….]. (T.A.S) "Ain't that neat…I guess I never have to worry about getting stronger…that's make everything simpler…". [I agreed..there's no need for you to wreck havoc, just focus on doing what you wanted the most…which is swimming in a pool of gold..]. (T.A.S)

Jerry Crowe smiled sarcastically, "Wow, a home -based man also plays the application? Tell me what your account is? What is the name is the number one loser at Westcoast Town?" Nicko smiled and said, "My account number is 479119099; his name is Red Dragon. Hmm do you want to be a follower and always like every upload?" "Red Dragon?" Asked Jerry Crowe, staring at Nicko with arrogantly, then said, "You? Do you deserve to do it? Hey you should be self -conscious! You don't deserve to call yourself a dragon. What if you are just a hamster? If you think you're so great, what is the appropriate title for me? Or am I becoming the greatest dragon in the universe"

I asked in disbelief. “That's a dragon secret,” Drago said and I looked at him with a frown. “Our scales have healing properties of their own, among them are anti-inflammatory properties. That's why we don't seek medical help in our dragon form unless we're seriously injured.” “Wow.” I looked at the cup of tea and finished drinking it all. I felt much better and helped clean up the remains of dirty junk in the kitchen, then we went out as Connor came in with three birds holding leaves for contraceptive tonic.