Dragon Insults Novels & Stories

My dragon likes the stone and I enjoy seeing pride in his eyes when I wear it. Sir Orifice only had one goal and that was to remove my dress and fuck me. Hitting him over the head with a large vase from the nightstand beside the bed was easy. Repeatedly stomping his fingers beneath my boot satisfying. My thirst for blood began as a child when I planned to kill the dragon. I will never be a normal bride. Had never been a normal child. Somehow the gods matched me with the one man who would see my savagery as a bonus.

They clatter to the floor. Drakon doesn't stop. He is a blur of violence. He ignores the chains dragging on the floor. He ignores the pipe hanging from his wrists. He tackles the butcher. They hit the ground with a bone-jarring impact. Stitch is huge, a mountain of meat, but Drakon is possessed. Drakon straddles him. He wraps the chain around Stitch’s neck. He pulls. Stitch thrashes. He claws at Drakon’s face, at the chain. His legs kick wildly, boots scraping sparks on the concrete.

“Damian!” Instantly, a few people from Dragon Gate surrounded them angrily! “Javi Lopez, how dare you hurt him?!” The disciples of Dragon Gate exploded, glaring at Javi furiously and shouting. Javi merely glanced contemptuously at Damian who was constantly vomiting blood and said nonchalantly, “I already held back. I just made him mute. Is this the strength of Dragon Gate? If so, I’ll give up the challenge. You guys are too lousy! I didn’t expect that the so-called national martial arts that was passed down for thousands of years to be such a rubbish display of moves! In that case, you should just go home and dance!”

He looked at Rainbow and said, “I’m Andrius, here to pick you up on behalf of Luna. Let’s go.” Dragon was furious when Andrius ignored him. Aggrieved, he stopped Andrius and roared, “You f*cktard! Stay out of this, or I will call my men…” Slap! Before Dragon could finish, Andrius slapped him on the face and bellowed, “Go away!” The powerful slap sent Dragon rolling on the ground. Both Rainbow and Garren were shocked by Andrius’ bravado. Dragon was stunned for a moment before he got up on his feet. He stared at Andrius grudgingly and bellowed, “You piece of sh*t! Just you wait!”

“You mean her, don’t you?” “Aye,” said another, leaning close, as if the name itself could summon lightning. “The Red Dragon of Adistaktos. Segrenry Exhugh.” At once the room seemed to shrink. Even the fire guttered. “Segrenry,” the barkeep repeated. “They say she fought the Kilimane Warlord once. Burned him alive, scale by scale, while he was still roaring her name.” “Lies,” muttered a soldier in the corner. “No dragon could kill that beast alone.”

Caspian once again rushed before Winston. "How dare you!" Winston roared angrily. His hands folded, and the protective light was about to turn into a turbulent attack, rushing toward Caspian. "Do you know why Solana beat Hann in the first game?" Suddenly, Caspian let out a long laugh. "Because I'm her teacher, now I'll let you have a taste of the authentic—" "Thousand Dragons Warfare!" Boom! Caspian twisted half of his body like a coiled dragon. Then, his leg pierced through the billowing airwaves with a blunt force, directly crushing Winston's magic shield. Amid the loud noise, the protective light exploded into powder instantly, flying into the sky and to the surrounding.

"She's playing with our emotions. This is her twisted way of trying to break us apart! This slut never learned her lesson!” Darlyn's composure shattered, her mask of victimhood crumbling away as her anger surged forth. Her voice rose, laced with venom as she pointed an accusing finger at Dante. "You should be man enough to face the consequences of your actions, you’re not just an ordinary man. You’re the Lycan King! You should set good examples for your people!" she hissed, her eyes filled with malice. "You can't deny our child, no matter how much you want to be with Lyza Pressman!”

And he would be the one who would come out on top. _________________________________________________________________________ Elizabeth dodges the Draco’s blind charge. Ximi wasn’t as lucky. The Draco lacked the horns to properly gore its targets but its strength was more than enough to send the giant ape flying. Ximi hits a nearby tree while Elizabeth goes to the Draco’s side. She pulls out a small clay pot and throws it at the Draco’s face. Cautious of Elizabeth, the Draco blocks its face with both its wing and arm. The clay pot breaks releases a disgusting stench which causes the Draco’s wounds to sting but its face absent of any irritants.

“And what is this?” “A tree of life, full of balls of dragonfire,” Drust answered simply. “What? You look as if you do not believe me. You asked and I answered.” Quintus nodded. “This is your reward for it all? Dragonfire, whatever that is?” Drust smiled at him. “You are bordering on daft, Roman. Dragonfire is like liquid flame, rolls and eats all in its way as it must. A spark of it can consume a human body. Imagine what a ball of it can do to an army?”

His strategy, however, was thwarted when not a single knife or string touched Dray's skin. "Next." Dray's voice could be heard. "Azure Dragons, Vulcana." Sssshh! Sssh! Every stride Vulcana took inside the ring was accompanied by the sound of sizzling. His body turned crimson as if it were burning from the inside, yet everyone knew it was a skill because of his placid countenance. As Vulcana surged towards Dray, the blade in his grasp burst into flames, conveying a burning aura. His entire body was now covered with cracks, and lava was oozing from them, making him look like a lava monster.