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Instead of numbers, strange characters are written on the lock. While West and Dashiell engage in an intense combat against the undying grotesque figures, I set down to work. After three tries, my hands begin to tremble. Fortunately, on my fourth try, the cage opens with a resounding click. Excitement courses through my veins as I reach out and wrap my fingers around the seal. A zap of energy rushes through my arm. A series of image invades my mind a few seconds later. A young man is tied up to a pole and he's covered in blood. He's screaming as he's stabbed with a red hot weapon. He looks up to the blood-red sky to let out another scream when his finger is severed.

Yeah, I remembered something. *Flashback* Black Dragon. Number one agent of Dark Knight. JD. Get along well. The newcomer. The DJ. The patissier. Everything happened so fast. I can’t barely remember every detail of it. All I know is that, someone superior than me arrived. I know I shouldn’t be feeling this now but I can’t stop myself. I’m just human.

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

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Desperate, he ran outside and called out to Mage Master, who was riding the beta Dragon, a ginormous blue-black scaled flying lizard of legends. The old sorcerer came down and Dom debriefed him on the current situation of both Iris and Joe as quickly and precisely as possible. Mage Aikis simply nodded and headed to save the future Alpha Queen. He looked at Joe, who was appealing to be killed before his dragon died. For him, after centuries of life with his inner dragon, he couldn't live knowing he could never transform anymore. For him, eternal death seemed like a mercy, but Dom wasn't so sure. Mage Master took a vial of a glittery clear liquid that resembled water in consistency and poured

It didn’t seem remotely connected to anything in her life or even within the bounds of her knowledge. This time, the story had proceeded even further than before. On Alcatraz, Leah and her friends had been attacked by a giant lava dragon from the other world—a balrog, Kai had called it. Leesa recognized the word from The Lord of The Rings books. At the last moment, Leah’s power had finally appeared—she had absorbed the dragon’s fire and turned it back upon the beast, slaying it. The monster’s belly had been filled with eggs, which the soldiers had destroyed. Had the eggs been allowed to hatch, lava dragons would have overrun Earth.

Damien looked at the book Charlotte was holding and noticed that it was a historical book with the legends of dragons . " You choose a rather interesting book . " said king Damien with a smirk . " Huh ? " said Charlotte confused as she looked at the book . " It's a historical book of our world , one of the oldest with legends that have passed down from generation to generation . It has a lot of geographical, archeology and alchemy elements . Will you be able to understand it ? " said king Damien . ' Is he really asking that question to a prodigy student like me ?! He is a king . I am surprised how he hasn't even gotten a CV of mine from the human world . ' thought Charlotte as she flipped th

Maybe I should. No! I shouted in my head and turned away again suddenly feeling extremely flushed and breathless. I felt rather than saw him move closer to me a moment before he bathed my body in an oddly warm breath that encased me from head to toe. I looked down to find tendrils of smoke lapping at my skin. Though it was startling at first, I found myself unable to move away. Or maybe not wanting to move away. "What are you doing?" I breathed out. "You will learn, Mara, that being a Draygon comes with many gifts that allow us to be an extreme danger to our enemies. However, they can also be used for pleasure," he said softly, his words releasing more tendrils of warm smoke.

"Happy birthday, my dragon." *** end of the flashback. *** Javier snapped out of it. That book was a gift. Something scared. He treasured it and dedicated poems for his dragon rider. Abel had the gall to touch something so pure. Just thinking about it made a new wave of rage overtake his entire body.