Dragon King Cyoa Novels & Stories

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.

Elder Cliff asked me. “I, Ryder Grey, reject you Tia Malone and I reject this bond with you. I take responsibility in the realm of the dragons to face the consequences of this rejection,” I said loudly and Tia blinked her eyes in confusion a few times. The whole ballroom was silent as everyone watched me in astonishment. “What?” she asked me looking confused. “I fucking reject you!” Abeloth sneered through me as my eyes glowed yellow and we leapt off the stage and walked towards the doors.

But it seems they’re all frozen to the spot. The beautiful woman behind me needs no introduction. Her long hair is flowing as electricity cackles through her body. “Oh, well done, you saved me a job. Though I would have killed him by now.” “Anja,” I acknowledge. “It seems you have me at a disadvantage, Dragon.” “My name is Tobias, and I am the King of Dragons.” “I see,” She smiles. “But are you friend or foe? My mate claimed you to be his friend, but I find we each stick by our own species where it counts.”

“Were you planning on placing her before the king without warning her what to expect? Did you want her to be traumatized all over again when King Edgar turns into a dragon in order to fly up to his chair, only to revert back to a man when he is seated? Did you intend to keep her in the dark about what she carries in her belly? Believe me, son, if she was not pregnant before, I cannot believe she is not now. Venom or not. You have been with her far too many times for your seed not to take hold. She says she loves you. How can she love you when she knows not what you truly are? You must tell her and you must tell her now.” “Your king turns into a dragon?” she gasped as she inched away from

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Shawn greeted Drake with a grin. Drake laughed at his words. "Yaa, I have this one last thing to take care of before concentrating on my wedding" Drake confessed. Shawn looked at him expectantly. "What is it?" he asked. "There is this red dragon named Cameron Diaz in the human world. I want you to inform all the green Dragons to search for him as soon as possible. This is impossible. He is a criminal. He offended the mate of a black dragon. I am sure you would know that there are black dragons as well" Drake said, pointing out the obvious.

The existence of the fabled Dragon King certainly did, considering she had seen what had been the unmistakable shape of a titanic white-and-gold reptilian head crashing up from the ground back in the Imperial City. “So you know about Tet.” She began to pace back and forth. “And you know about me, too.” “Hm…a little. You’re a hard one to crack.” “But you told me I was a Druid. Obviously, you know more about me than you should. Is there more?”

she breathed with a soft smile on her face. “Speak?” Dalton and Stan’s voice reached her ears. “How is that possible?” Stan asked and looked at the retreating dragon. * Princess Ciara pondered in her room as she paced like a mad person. She saw it. The dragons came for Minerva, but how was that possible? It was the same as the first time a red-haired person appeared in RedShire. The door to her room banged against the wall as Riona stepped inside with a questioning expression on her face. “Did you see that?” She asked Ciara, who was still pacing. Her perfect demeanor had slipped off her face as she stared wide-eyed at Ciara.

asked Catherine because she couldn't hear him clearly . " No.....Nothing ! " said the little dragon boy . ' If I tell her she may run away or stop talking to me . Nobody wants to anger my father . Plus , it's nice to have someone being so kind to me without even knowing that my father is the chancellor . ' thought the little dragon boy . " By the way , we still haven't introduced ourself . What's your name little handsome knight ? " asked Catherine with a smile . " My name is Dylan . What's your name miss fairy ? " said Dylan smiling .