Dragon Of The Black Pool Novels & Stories

As the blood boiled in his veins, his eyes were filled with tiny blood vessels. “Joe Quintus, did you think you could compete with me, Jakoda Quintus, with these little tricks of yours? What idiotic nonsense. Black Dragon, kill them all!” Jakoda roared as Black Dragon emanated a bloodthirsty aura. However, the expression on Joe’s face became even more peculiar. Whack! A kick swept across as Phoenix appeared, forcing Black Dragon to take a step back. She got into a cooperative stance with Kamaitachi as they faced Black Dragon together.

The cone spins fast as a drill and Leak points it to where Alfi is. “ßenlong, you don’t mind, right?” Alfi is holding a black needle in his right hand. ßenlong just nods slowly. He knows that the needle is one of his witchcraft devices. He hesitates, but he believes that Alfi has considered it well. When the cone hits them, something long is seen flying sidewards and coming to Leak. It’s Alfi and ßenlong. ßenlong now looks like a jet black Chinese dragon (his body structure resembles a scaled serpent with horns and four legs). His silly face has been turned into an eerie dragon. ßenlong spits ferocious black flame to Leak. Leak sprouts out the black roots from his body to devour it, but thos

It wasn't the answer that should have been given, but it was the answer I had hoped for, I felt my the rush of power and with that intense feeling I barrelled towards them and at the same time they pulled out a shotgun. I dared a smile, on these fuckers clearly didn't learn from the arrow, I paced faster towards them and he pulled the trigger releasing a mist that brought me to my fucking knees. "What the fuck!" I rasped each breath feeling like pure agony. "Dragonsbane." Dylan said whilst putting on his mask. "Guess not even you can put up with that DRAGON KING!" The noxious fumes poured in crippling me and I laid useless on the floor as they kicked and bashed at me with their boots their l

He looked it over and smiled at Terry, "Welcome to the Black Dragon guild. I'm glad we were able to add two new members today." Hearing the guild's name, Terry looked slightly offended, "Why is your guild called the black dragon guild? Dragons are much stronger than humans in every way. Aren't you afraid of offending a dragon that might be passing by?" The man chuckled lightly, "Of course, we're not worried about dragons, they never leave their territory, and when they do, it's normally to visit Grancia or Welas. So why would a dragon come here? But I'm sure if a dragon did come here and start causing trouble, all our guild members combined could take it down, so there's no reason to worry."

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Dustin had no choice but to bring Rihanna to the Black Dragon’s lair. It was also time for her to know some of his hidden identities and where the Black Dragon’s lair was. He had nothing to worry about since she knew he was the Black Mamba. When they entered the dungeon, the unconscious old doctor immediately came into view, lying on the floor. His hands and feet were tied. “Has he been unconscious for long?” All the Black Mamba members simultaneously turned when they heard Dustin’s voice. They quickly knelt and bowed, a sign of respect to their Master.

"But I'm going to find out. And until I do, you belong to me." Saoirse’s hands curled into fists in the horse’s mane. She would play his game. She would be his mute, stupid servant. She was the Last Dragon. He was the Viper. And he had just invited his own destruction into his home.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

The corpse hit the stone floor with a heavy thud, blood pooling beneath the head. I screamed. I couldn’t stop screaming. My hands flew to my mouth as I stared at the dead servant. Just like that. Killed for nothing. For a single glance. Draven turned to me, his red eyes glowing with satisfaction. Blood dripped from his claws onto the floor. “See what happens when someone else wants what’s mine?” he said calmly. “Let this be a lesson, chubby girl. I don’t share.” I was shaking violently. My thick thighs pressed together. My round belly heaved with every panicked breath. My heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly. Pure terror flooded through me. This wasn’t just a cruel dragon. This was a monster