Dragon Blood Warrior Novels & Stories

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

The sky over the Shattered Vale burned with the aftermath of war, smoke rising in black plumes, molten rivers casting eerie light over the battlefield. Soldiers, exhausted and battered, pressed forward, rallying behind the king who now moved like living fire. Verath Dravenor, Dragon King, had fully unleashed his power, wings spanning the horizon, scales glowing molten gold. Every step he took scorched the ground, yet his focus was unwavering, tethered by the bond that connected him to Elara.

The warrior shook his head in guilt and shame and looked at the floor. Drago laughed. A chilling, haunting laugh that swarmed the entire warehouse like bees in a hive. From the corner of my eye, I saw Drago reach into his pocket. I held my breath. Was he going to shoot the warrior? He took out a tiny bottle. “Drink this,” he ordered coldly. The warrior looked at the bottle helplessly. “Drink it,” Drago repeated. The warrior continued staring, realising his fate. “NOW!” The warrior took the tiny bottle and gulped it down. The room held its breath. Within a few seconds, the warrior slumped to the floor and I glimpsed foam coming out from his mouth.

Beside her, Drake, the enigmatic shadow mage, his movements a blur as he weaved darkness into a weapon of devastating power. Against them stood Ethan, a once-noble warrior, now twisted into a monstrous embodiment of the Water God's power. His form, a grotesque amalgamation of man and beast, loomed over the battlefield, his eyes glowing with an eerie luminescence. The power of the Water God coursed through his veins, granting him unimaginable strength and control over the very essence of water.

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.

Draco monstrous Dragon successfully made few solider peed their trousers and runaway however there were still few who were seeking their death, because they hurriedly marched on him with their swords and spear. Draco was weak because of witchbone but still he breath out a horrendous fire wave that burned several solider alive, but still King army was surprisingly large, Jasmine kept her eyes at gate from where solider after solider kept coming in and started fighting with Draco. Draco was powerful dragon man but his dragon was now weak, also King solider army were too much in number to fight, seeing which “Heey… King Erlenduris, open me” Jasmine whistle and order her summoned soul and very n

He growled pointing a finger at her, "I'm sure you are the reason behind this. I believe that I made a lot of contributions to the werewolf kingdom and everyone here can attest to that. I almost died on the battlefield several times and the soldiers I led suffered numerous casualties. But you, a woman, who has never had all that, wants to treat me as an equal? I have an explanation for all this because this is absolute rubbish!" "She is Doris, the Goddess of War!" I suddenly blurted out disclosing a part of Doris' identity. "And as a werewolf who had defeated the moon wolf, her strength is enough to gain her respect." "You don't mean it?" Drake started laughing like what I had just said was

Especially Cash and his gang. Drake’s body grew into his huge demonic form. When Ryder would pale in comparison next to Drake in that form, now he was a sight to behold. Imagine a solid black dragon with scales that would remind you of the galaxy. He walks upright on two feet in a semi humanoid form. His body thick with chiseled armor that looks to have grown straight out of his body. It was black like him, but changes colors depending on the direction he turns. The colors are breathtaking. Like the northern lights, they changed from black, to purple, to blue, to green, and yellow. Spikes protrude from both his elbows. I’m assuming its part of his battle armor. His body was magnificent in th

I stated softly, feeling a bit choked up with how much I missed him. Unable to help myself, I hugged him close. Despite all the warnings about hugging, he quickly wrapped his arms around me, hugging me. "And I always will," he promised. "Please understand that I only want you to be safe." "I know," I agreed softly. There was a low growl that rumbled from the doorway caused us both to jump. Tohr stood there once again in his black leather, his hair still down, giving him a wild look. This man/Draygon was a warrior… a Golden Warrior, staring down at me with a look of possession that burned deep into me. I slipped out of Erik's hug and turned towards him fully. I wanted to dare him to forbid me