Dragon Revenge 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.

Thorin grinned, he loved the battle sensation he was getting and he vowed to beat Rogue into the ground before subduing him; after all his brother would be livid if he killed the only person with power to kill an omnipotent being. “ROAR OF THE WILD DRAGON GOD RAIJIN” Thorin opened his mouth and discharged gigantic, concentrated bolts of lightning which ionized the air to replicate and become myriad in quantity and all rushing to Rogue.. The lightning took form of an eastern dragon with small two hands and it cleared everything in its way..

On the other hand, this Phantom Strike was created by the Heaven Law Divine Cauldron! How was its lethality? One could tell just by looking at the horrified expression on the flood dragon's face. At this moment! The body of the flood dragon was directly torn into countless bloody wounds by the dense bladed energy. It was too horrible to look at! The flood dragon fire snake began to twist its body crazily, screaming miserably, and its voice sounded like weeping and complaining, which made people's eardrums sting. When it recovered, it raised its head again and stared at Zephyr Khan with its snake-like eyes.

The dragon let out a loud roar, and as Catori stared at him, she realised it to be the said dragon that attacked her that day down by the beach. The dragon swing its tail, hitting away those that seemed frozen in fear. There was a roar in the distance, as if responding to the cry of Chief Stone. "Shit is about to get real." Fang laughed before transforming. Just then, Lucian seemed to drop out of the sky. "Stone!" He yelled. His voice was so powerful that it caused the ground to crack. "It's time to die." He pointed at the dragon, then he turned to look at Rydstorm. "You better protect my daughter with all that you have boy, I have a score to settle."

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

It was worth taking a chance that getting enough flaming oil around them would work. Ghaeron did not need oil. The Dragon swept over the group, flaming, but barely singed the outer edges thanks to the mystical shield. He made a second attempt with no better result. With a roar of frustration, he landed behind the attacking Moran’kaar and swept his foreleg through the rearmost members. Their misshapen bodies were knocked aside and torn asunder, some of them twitching unnaturally though they were in two or more pieces. The Dragon’s second attack was forestalled by the Alva’himar, who sent a volley of energy at him. Flinching, he spat flame in their direction, knowing they would deflect it but

My dragon likes the stone and I enjoy seeing pride in his eyes when I wear it. Sir Orifice only had one goal and that was to remove my dress and fuck me. Hitting him over the head with a large vase from the nightstand beside the bed was easy. Repeatedly stomping his fingers beneath my boot satisfying. My thirst for blood began as a child when I planned to kill the dragon. I will never be a normal bride. Had never been a normal child. Somehow the gods matched me with the one man who would see my savagery as a bonus.

The energy that I had kept buried for so long, after losing Azura forty years ago, began to swarm inside of me and I put everything I had into diving down faster. What happened next, happened so fast that it took me a moment to understand what had transpired. For the first time in my life, I experienced a full-blown Dragon Rage, causing me to react recklessly. One second, I was chasing Arion, the next I was gripping Arion’s heart. His Dragon was lying in a small crater, as he had slammed into the ground with enough force to smash a parked car and create a crater in the middle of the road. Luckily, Kellan and the others had moved the humans far enough away that they hadn’t been injured.

Everyone including me stares at Osric in shock as he shakes his head then growls. "Nothing will save you, like I said you've betrayed your Gods and your people," Bane’s voice bleeds with Osric’s as he stands and walks towards me. "Thank you, Alpha King and Alpha Queen. I, King Draig, of the Dragon Kingdom, sentence you to death for the murder of my mate and torment of my son!" Draig snarls while pushing her to the ground before breathing bright hot fire, that is nearly blue in color. She is gone within seconds as he incinerates her without hesitation.

Felix said as he leaned back against the van. “Some people are just overly emotional,” I said as I pulled my knife out and carried it with the blade pressed against my arm. “Die you bastard,” Oliver yelled as his dragon flapped his wings and I started running. I dodged the dragon’s tail and used it as leverage as I jumped on him. He flapped his wings again and tried to throw me off. I stuck the knife deep in his spine as I pulled myself up and the dragon roared in pain. “You gonna help big guy?” I asked Abeloth.