Dragon Master Maximilian Novels & Stories

“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.

She urged him to continue. " Maximilian started recruiting vampires to his side, he even turned humans into bloodsuckers, he came from a strong and fearless family. His family hailed from among the first vampires and was considered as royalty. His great-grandfather was even one of the elders of the council. His recruits, they are in tuned with his intent to be the dominant race, they have no care for others and little by little secretly he was able to build up a strong army of ruthless vampires." Tristan had to posed trying to see her reaction. But she maintains an incomprehensible expression on her face. "Go on!" She urged.

Jacob stated in shock at what I've implied. "Shut it! it's already been decided " I said as I shushed. Sudden mana was all over the place and all of us were stunned when we saw Maximillian Velry. One of the descendants of Marianne Velry. A royal blood, he was supposed to rule us all but instead his brother Austin Velry inherited the throne. Maximilian doesn't want any position that isn't right for him. And most importantly he is the founder of Alzean Academy who's in his mid-80s.

I don't really have an idea. "Oh, my friend Landon, what brought you here in my humble abode? You did not tell me that you are coming over to visit me. If only I have known ahead of time, I would have prepared something for your arrival," Maximillian said with an edge of wickedness in his voice. He had a smile on his face but I saw nothing but darkness and evil in his electric blue eyes that will surely turn to blood red once he is mad, thirsty, or whenever there is something that would trigger him.

Using iris as bait Is a very dangerous idea. Once konstantin get her, he would quickly mate with her since he knows that's maximo's weakness. Konstantin knows maximo's allergy. He won't be able to accept and mate with iris again. " Boss! " Marco's voice boom from behind Maximo. The Italian Mafia Boss turn to see the second in command of the Santinos family. " What's up with the smile and happy spirit? " Maximo asked carefully as he took a cigarette from Marco's breast pocket. He stare at the cigarettes for a long time and ask " Is this from our cigar factory? "

He seemed lost in his own reflections, but what he said next struck a chord deep within me. "It sounds like Darius had some serious issues... and a very intense fixation. Was he born with that condition you mentioned? Maximus, the former leader of Darkmoon, was also a bit of a sociopath. He had quite an ego. I still remember the things he did... to me, to his loved ones, even to his partner... all just for his own amusement." Conor's face twisted with anguish as he got lost in his memories.

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

“Not an earth dragon. It must have been his seed that took root.” “Perhaps,” the King’s eyebrow twitched, as he continued to look at my egg instead of at me. “Except that King Segundus was a drake of mixed royal heritage, not a pure air dragon. He was the son of Maximus, and one of the palace maids. Physically, he mostly took after his mother, although underneath the surface, there was more than enough to connect him to the blood king. You see, the Majere bloodline carries a certain…madness. Especially the bastards. It’s one of the reasons you were matched with Primus, instead of Segundus. His bloodline was more pure–his celestial blood balances his…darker inclinations.”

He turned around and left the room. I turned to my right to find Draco staring at me with a questioning look. “Who’s Max?” He’d not taken my warning seriously, for he invaded my mind once again with his question. I let out a sigh, looking away from him. “He’s a member of this pack. Max is Miles’ best friend and the second-best enforcer in the pack. He handles all external affairs for the pack and is always on the road,” I said, all in one breath through the mind link.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.