Dragon Blood Droplet Novels & Stories

"Dragon Blood!" Eden happily grabbed the box on the table and quickly opened it to see what was inside. "It's Dragon Blood powders, fresh produce is hard to come by these days, and it's expensive. God damn the Somdet and their embargo, the filthy bastards, the filthy sprayers..." Eden cursed that the butterfly fairies had learned those swearings from here and nowhere.

I answered. "That makes sense now," he answered before turning to Agatha. "Do you have the blood sample?" Agatha gave King Drake the vial containing my blood sample, which still glowed slightly. He examined the vial carefully. The faint glow within the vial seemed to brighten under his scrutiny. He opened the vial and smelled the contents. Closing the vial, King Drake turned to look at me again. The weight of his gaze was intense as if he could see straight into my soul. "Well met, Christine. I see you do indeed have the ancient blood of dragons running strong within you."

drip hitting the surface of the stagnant pool at my feet. I strained against my shackles. The silver seared my skin, the smoke rising from my wrists in thin, acrid ribbons. I didn't care. I needed to be closer. I watched as a dark, viscous drop fell from a drainage pipe protruding from the ceiling. It hit the water and bloomed like a crimson flower in the dark. "It’s hers," I whispered. "The scent... it’s pure. She’s not just bleeding. She’s ritualizing it."

Huh. “Dragon’s blood?” I asked. Brax looked at me and grinned. He tossed his drink back and spoke. “It’s what we call this drink. It’s a lot more potent than anything else you can find. Our elders usually keep it locked away from the younger generation, but Cam here has connections that can get him into the cellars.” Brax laughed. I turned my shot glass up and let the green liquid flow down my neck. It stung while going down. Wow… my eyes were watering. Both the guys laughed. I looked at Brax and then to the other guy. “Willow, this is my best friend, Cam. Cam, this is one of my oldest friends, Willow.” I leaned in to hug him. Our hug was only brief because Brax stepped in between us.

He roared, his eyes flashing silver, and lunged at me. My inner beast surfaced. It was no longer a sleeping thing. It was a dragon waking in a cave. My vision shifted. The world became sharper, the colors more vivid. I felt the heat rising in my blood, a familiar, intoxicating burn. I knew my eyes were glowing. They were not the gold of a wolf. They were the vibrant, terrifying violet of the Royal Lycan line. I caught Drax’s fist in my open palm. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed like a gunshot. I twisted his wrist, flipping him over my shoulder. He slammed onto the mat with a bone-shaking thud.

Now much more relieved, Ophelia took out a potion of crimson blood that exuded radiant light and contained immense energy. Andrius was shocked. That blood must be extraordinary! “This is the essence of dragon blood. It’s an excellent supplement for most cultivators. Absorb it quickly. It will heal your wounds and might even turn the tide of the battle,” Ophelia explained. “Thanks!” Andrius knew the urgency of the situation, so he immediately took the essence and began absorbing it as quickly as possible. Unexpectedly, the moment the dragon essence entered his body, it reacted violently with his Divine Realm wolf blood, extracted the dragon essence, and absorbed it.

The one my mother told about in the story. Seeing the diamond graffiti written in dark red liquid on its temple, I know it was that dragon. The vetrik Jihn drakon. Its chest began to appear red as if the beast swallowed tons of coals on its throat. Its eyes glowed dark while its huge snout began to open in what seemed to be prepared to release something.

Her screams gone louder as her seal on both hands starts to glow their elemental color. On her left arm, a ruby red dragon began to materialize as her right arm's seal emits an arctic blue gleam that forms a dragon. Her tears are streaming down her cheeks, but her eyes are screaming anger. Soon enough, the dragons soar in the air as an energy sphere was being made.

"Blood Dragons?" I asked confused. I never heard of a blood dragon before. Why did they seem so terrified by this realization? What was it about a blood dragon that had them sitting in stunned silence? "Blood Dragons are a very rare breed. So rare and so powerful that other Dragon's even call them 'God amongst Dragons'. It is said the Blood Dragon's can use the blood of any being, and use that to amplify their abilities. So for example, if you kill another magic being they would be able to use their aura and magnify their attacks. Obviously the weaker the blood, the weaker the attack. Of course this doesn't come without draw backs." I watch Drake's face distort as he spoke. It wasn't in disg

My hand darts to my chest, pulling it away I see blood on my palm but there's no hole there. How can I be bleeding but have no wound? My confusion must show on my face because Lilli looks a little embarrassed. “How?” “After he shot you, I couldn't bare it and I lost my mind a little. Once I shifted, I realised I could save you, by sharing my blood.” I'm flabbergasted. Her blood? Dragon’s blood! Of course, the old legends speak of people being cured by the dragons of old. “So, I’m a part of you now Drake.”