Dragon-marked War God Novels & Stories

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

Kael and Marcus exchanged a glance. This was worse than we'd feared. "One more question," Kael said, voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "How does she plan to capture Sophia alive in battle?" Drake laughed again, the sound hollow. "You think she'll fight fair? She has a monster. Created over centuries. Corrupted alpha fused with dark magic. Size of a building. Unstoppable." "We've faced monsters before." "Not like this." Raw dread filled Drake's eyes， the kind born from witnessing something unthinkable.

LIGHT-LEVIN GOD SLASH! *Then taso cuts the right arm of faceless and faceless was angry* You dare cut my arm, why you! ANTI-GOD FACELESS BLACKMORE! Shit! I can't stop that, even with all the techniques combined! I don't have a choice, I'll use my trump card for now, HA! ELEMENTAL GOD FRAGMENT ACTIVATE LET ME USE YOU PITON! *Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more*

( It asks in a proud manner) ALEXANDER : Who are you and why are you trying to destroy Haven?? ( He asks in a calm tone as he moved his horse forward, staring intently at the dark cloud) FACE OF A MAN FORMED IN THE CLOUD : Hmm… Because of the name you have made for yourself, I shall entertain your questions. I am Drake Manchester, Warlock of shadow but you can call me the Shadow King and for your second question, I do not want to destroy Haven. I merely just want to enslave it’s people and bring them as an offering to the Dark god.

May the Goddess protect Draven. Lightning bolt across the roaring dark skies, flashing against his eyes as if the Goddess was granting him a miracle. Suddenly, the sky opened with a crack of power and lightening, a royal, regal black dragon shooting out of the thunderous clouds, thunder and lightning enhancing its aura. Malric froze. He could recognize that hot, sleek figure anywhere. Even while tumbling down from the angry skies. Draven ! The jet black dragon was a vision summoned from the storm. Drenched. Furious. Glorious. His eyes burning like twin suns.

Cicero nodded, “That black dragon is the mount of that supreme warrior back then. Before he exhausted his luck and life span to lay the seal, he divided the black dragon into two, which were the dragon spirit and the dragon corpse. The dragon corpse was sealed in a chaotic enchantment, while the dragon spirit was transformed into the Fiery Lexicon. “When the great disaster in the future is approaching, the chosen one can use the magic books to become a God. The dragon spirit and dragon corpse will be combined into one. The dragon would pass the trial together with the chosen one, helping him to break through and become a new God.” Both Magus and Xavion were stunned at this point. The former

Rex asked, though he suspected he already knew the answer. "And then your dragon must take the energy into itself, using the ancient magics that exist beyond this realm to neutralize it," she replied. "It will create a counterbalance—order against chaos, creation against destruction." The godking's transformation was accelerating, his humanoid form giving way to something monstrous and alien. Horns of crystallized void energy erupted from his shoulders and back, his arms elongating into appendages that terminated not in hands but in writhing masses of darkness. "We're out of time," Marcia shouted, retreating from the expanding field of corruption around the godking.

Leaning back in his chair, Lucifer crossed his arms and sighed. "Sophia Parks is marked because of her bright soul and nothing more. Being marked means that while she exists the possibility of Armageddon remains. It is her death that will be the commencement of it. You should keep her safe Faelon or your white-winged brethren will lock you away. You see, you are the one that will begin the downfall of the humans, it is your true destiny," He grinned happily. Shaking his head, Faelon looked down at the devil and exhaled harshly.

What is important at the moment is the reason Alexa came all the way here, leaving Mercedes on her own. " Alright then. What do you want to talk about?" Felix asked. Before she could speak, the baby cried through the baby monitor. " Oh dear. Please excuse me. I'll leave you guys to it." Crystal excused herself and rushed to tend to the baby. " Okay, back to what I was saying. The reason I came here so suddenly is because of the war brewing. As you know, Drakoen is going to be coming and his target will be Mercedes for the power of the white wolves. Although his target is Mercedes, his goal is bigger. After acquiring what he needs, it won't end there. He plans to destroy everything and form a

“It can’t be, I’ve never shape shifted, it must just be a disfigurement like our Lady said!” Seraphina didn’t like to think herself as special or unique, she even despised her bi-coloured eyes, they were too different, too special. “In order for a Dhampir to embrace her familiar, she must first drink blood, you were only a babe when you came here, barely even 6 months old. Dhampirs don’t usually try blood until they are at least a year.” Seraphina was utterly dumbfounded. “Well...” said rose “what is your marking?...” All three looked intensely at Seraphina waiting for her to answer. “A dragon” replied Seraphina, not realising what this meant.