Dragon Revenge Novels & Stories

"I’ll lead them back, but you have to keep your promise too." Rozi, with tears welling up in her eyes, said, "I assure you, though I’m a member of the Abioyes, I only kill evil dragons." "You’re from the Abioye family?" Dracheon exclaimed in shock, "In that case, I can’t let you go. All three hundred and five dragons from the Dagahras died at the hands of the Abioyes. Only three of us brothers are left. Revenge is ours to claim." Dracheon lunged at Rozi, ready to fight to the death, completely forgetting the earlier agreement.

He wasn't fighting back, neither was he resisting and it infuriated me all the more. I slammed into him, grabbed a fistful of his shirt and flung him across the room. I barely registered the shocked faces around. This was between my bastard of a mate and I, and I pretty much didn't give a damn about how much strength I was showcasing. He crashed into a table, breaking it into several pieces. I sifted again, aiming to strike again but something... Someone held my arm. "Danae." Nyxaria called with her voice in deep layers. My dragon stirred and I felt myself starting to slip... Much like... When Adrienne had... My vision sharpened with razor focus and bloodlust.

“Child, you are seeking redemption, aren’t you?” “Yes, Great one,” Katheine nodded. “Then you shall get it.” The Dragon sobbed a bit, taking some of his tears and handing it to Fang so the Princess drank from it. “Condemned me to death With my last breath Sorrow and anger Fill my head…” “This is the moment you drink, baby.” he directed softly to her guiding the entire process as she opened her mouth. She drank from a goblet, which the fighter had taken at the center of the Dragon fortress. The minute she drank it, everyone froze awaiting to see if it worked or not.

Amelia POV The pain of the dragon monster's bite was crippling my leg. Ying was flying over and closing in on us, as Verena stood mere inches from me. Now was my chance. As I was about to stab her, additional commotion broke out behind me, and soon, her dragon monsters multiplied. There were at least two dozen of them, appearing out of thin air almost, stalking me from behind. Ying was flying low, and next thing I knew, Lord Wong jumped in the disarray of this situation, pulling the dragon like a monster off my leg, injuring it with his sword. Verena hissed at this intrusion, and for a second her focus was on him, her aura lifted off me a little and I used it to plunge the Elven blade into h

"Meat is hard to find. This is a Vampire festival, so there will be different types of recipes mixed with blood. You might not like them." [Oh, then let's just scroll through the whole festival and eat at last from my special bag] He chuckled a little and held my hand. There are many things that I have never seen here. There is a game called Rog. There is a drink made with human blood with a slight mix of dragon's scale. It gives a magic rainbow color to the drink, and it's flammable. It is said that the drink will make you feel high, and the pleasure is immeasurable.

According to Jennifer – no, according to the myth of the dragon made specifically for children’s bedtime stories – there was a man whose sole purpose included protecting his loved ones. “Some parts of the story were lost throughout history,” Jennifer told her, “but the story recites this man, who was once a Knight, found out that his family members were the dangerous ones. They were planning a rebellion that would kill hundreds of innocents and throw Elantro into war. Without a choice, he murdered his entire family. Angry about the man’s decision to slaughter his family without consulting him first, the Queen of Laera transformed him into a dragon, the one creature that the Knights were accu

There are cushions and rugs all around, with naked men and women scattered around, some in groups, others in just couples lost in the throes of lust and pleasure. My eyes flicker to the group that is directly in my view. I recognise the three handsome muscular men who are all making love to one woman. Agnarr’s friends… The scene makes me feel strange. I feel my pussy clench as I watch them and although a part of me tells me to turn away I'm unable to… They say Dragons are a sexually driven race, far more than wolves and vampires… I stare at the foursome before me. Dagnoth lies on the ground, his cock buried in the woman who is sitting on top of him whilst Kaizoran is positioned above her and

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

"Maybe I'll tap that little ass after we kill that weakling of a king, to show you how a real dragon works." He tugged me back and I felt a hard length rest against me. "Come on." He says. "Wiggle against me." I jerked my head back and there was an audible crunch as my head caught his nose squarely. "Bloody bitch!" He groans. "I'm gonna-" "Ryder!" Delan calls sternly. "Now is not the time, let's get rid of a certain pest first." "Yes." He whispers against me. "How would you like to watch your Dracul die!"

Feeling the scorn pressing in from all sides, I could only manage a bitter smile. Suddenly, with an ear-splitting crash, the Fire Dragon Princess smashed the desk in front of Aithne. “You little bitch, give me back my ruby jewels.” I spun round. Jessica had snatched Aithne by the scruff and hurled her against the wall. Morpheus didn’t even have time to blink. When the dust cleared, Aithne’s face was a mask of blood, and she was howling. Fire Dragons outnumbered Ice Dragons by a mile, and their clan was far stronger.