Novel & Cerita Dragon Kiss

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

Mane flew towards Dragon King Bast with the armored dragon’s maws opened wide. “Illi, cuius nomen Summum est, vocatus es; veni, spiritus ignei imperatorii!” A large ball of fire made gathered within the dragon’s jaws. Dragon King Bast’s eyes opened wide when he saw this as his rage grew. The flames he saw were not yellow or Mane’s signature blue, but red flames that carried the scent of blood! As that fire ball formed, his desperation reached its zenith.

A man was in the shadows, he patted the dragon on the back and remove the gold cloak that was draped over its back and just then, the dragon morphed into a large elephant. Raisel felt a lump go down her throat, in fear she moved and hit her hand against a cymbal lying on the ground making a clanging noise. The man turned in their direction immediately, “You shouldn’t be here”, he moved towards them, aggression clear in his eyes. “Take it easy, we only wanted a peek at the dragon”, Dragomir explained, his hand had left Raisel’s mouth and he held her hand. “You still aren’t supposed to be here no matter what”, he flung his hand forward but just in a second lesser Raisel pulled Dragomir with he

- He replied slowly, and Callista grabbed his hand. - Tell me now!- She squeezed it. Kylan glanced at her. - It was nothing special, not compared to the Dragon King. It was some average-sized dragon. The witch looked at him again. - Anything else? What color was it? Kylan stayed quiet for a while. - It was a white, plain white dragon. Callista watched him with her lips parted. - Come again?

Dracsora once again opened his mouth widely as his moistened sharpened teeth protracted and his forked tongue slid out from his mouth about devouring them once more. Deborah once again revealed something that hadn’t spooked the Dragon of Discreet before not in a billions of billions of years he lived. “… What if I told you that I know exactly where… The exact location of the egg is.” The lung Dragon stopped, blinked. He sloped his head a little bit closer to Deborah, her reflections could be seen on Dracsora’s elevating yellow-colored scales on his massive face, to be really sure if her eyes were telling the truth.

The Monster and the Flower. After he nodded, I began delivering the story, "Arden, the name of the snake dragon who is our novel's male lead. He is the most powerful dragon on Mount Tateyama, one of Japan's holiest mountains. Arden has the ability to shapeshift into a human form in order to deceive other civilizations and conquer it. After conquering those nations, he will turn the population into slaves and murder all who oppose him.

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

Apollo asked confused. “He is her start and her finish. He is the only reason the gold dragon exists. If Rosalie was marked she would be the pure gold dragon. A dragon said to have the power of the heavens and a heart as pure and sweet as an angel. Her life starts with his touch. She will never die as long as Asrar never dies. His touch is what got the gem awoken in her so she could use its gifts. It also awoke his gifts for he is an elemental dragon or spirit dragon as we like to call them.” She spoke cutting the image and walking back to Charles. He wrapped her up again holding her close. “He has a prophecy that states he can heal the golden dragon even from death.” “How is any of this goo