Dragon Of Chaos Novels & Stories

But the most interesting was how the first dragon came to be. My nursemaids had told me the story countless of times when I was still young and inexperienced with the world. Back then it was just another bedtime story I chalked up to theatrics and an old maid’s tale to try and bring about sleep for their little charges. Now I filled my time with reading about it. Somewhere in those pages there had to be someone like me. A half-breed. A bastard born. I couldn't recall how many times I had read through volume after volume of dragon history. World history. If there were any being like me, they must not have ever been mentioned. Dragons didn't sire children outside of their clans. To have done s

The one that held me, who’ve I’ve dubbed the village, ‘idiot’, shrugged his shoulders. “THE black dragon, the dragon,” he drawled, “with the disfigured face, the jealous brother of Alpha Adam of the Toboki Tribe, the undefeated fighter of the underground shifter ring. His temper is ferocious, kills everything in sight and gives no mercy who dare try to challenge him. He’s wiped out thousands of rogues with a single blow of his breath.” The leader took a breath. “He is said to be so heartless he left his own tribe to burn to the ground, sitting off somewhere hearing the screams of his parents’ die in the fight to defend their tribes’ homes.” The grip I had on my neck loosened, my eyes wide wi

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

I dress as properly as possible. Clyde disclosed that he knew Zenith was trying to manipulate him and he was just trying to act the way she wanted and wanted to see what she would do. “Dragons are not so weak, especially a blue Basilisk,” he had said proudly. I could feel it through our newly formed bond and it both overwhelmed and relieved me. I was not sure what to expect since I have heard stories of mates like Vampire and Werewolf, A seer and a werewolf but never a bond with a dragon, well not until I heard about Lativia. However, I think it is not very different from these bonds.

I hissed at him this time. “Daydra denying me doesn’t work like the wolves and Lycans also your a fucking dragon too or did you forget this while making googly eyes at dick-features over there huh?” He retorted. “I am not a dragon, I am King Aaron's daughter, a vampire and my mother was a Lycan, I will deny you and your bullshit “! I stated. “NOW HOW THE FUCK DO I REJECT YOU” I yelled at him. “Daydra don’t do this please, I’m not doing this for just me or worrying only about myself baby girl”He said.

With a snarl of frustration, I hurled the man back down and turned my fury on the stronghold itself. Flames erupted from my hands, scorching through the timber walls and thatched roofs. Soon the entire ramshackle structure was engulfed. I watched the blaze dispassionately, ignoring the screams from below. Fox had taken my heart and Lena. Now I would take all he valued. Kai and the other warriors arrived to the sight of smoke billowing high above the settlement. I cared not what they thought of my merciless actions today. Fox had played his hand against me, and lost. None could interfere with a dragon's vengeance and survive.

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

No reply came. But in his chest, the bond pulsed again. Stronger. And in that silence, he knew. She remembered something. Whether it was pain… or him… he didn’t know. But soon, he would. And then the real chaos would begin. Because Darian Draven wasn’t just a mate seeking love. He was a king seeking what was stolen. And he would not stop until every shadow was burned and every truth laid bare—until she stood beside him, whole, free, and his.

With one final surge, Vittoria twisted her ankle and shoved the branch sideways with both hands until she felt the pressure snap loose. But the current spun her violently, dragging her into chaos. She flailed, choking on desperation, more bubbles slipping from her mouth as she reached for the surface—but darkness surged in ruthlessly, swallowing her as though it meant to be her final prison.

I stood up and pointed at a green snake outside the barrier. “I can bond with him and pray for rain!” Leigh glanced at the mottled green snake beyond the barrier and pretended to persuade me kindly. “Chloe, there’s no need to rush like this. A rain maiden must ride a dragon to soar into the sky. You must be mistaken, seeing a snake as a dragon.” The crowd whispered as I pulled the snake toward me with my spirit power. “Princess Chloe is confused. A white dragon, no matter how weak, is still a dragon. At today’s ceremony, I’m afraid only Princess Leigh can put an end to the drought on Earth.”