Dragon Revenge Novels & Stories

Dragon almost went insane upon seeing the scene. “ I swear on my late family’s life, motherfucker. If you touch those women, I will kill you and bath with your blood, trust me!” Dragon yelled, his veins popping. It was the first time seeing him this way. He has always been quiet and cold, but because of his woman, he was going insane. “ Oh! I never knew you were the feisty type, Dragon. Well, I await you both.” Russius said and brought th video to his face. “ I give you five minutes to get her, or they both dies. Infact, the three of them died.”

I almost reached the window. Long fingers suddenly closed around my forearm. I gasped as I was pulled backward. “What are you doing here?” Every thought disappeared from my head. I turned. Oh. My. God. The Dragon. I’d seen him online. I’d watched his videos more times than I would ever admit to another living soul. None of them had prepared me for Nicholas Aspen in person. Not that I knew his real name yet. To me, he was simply the Dragon. He stood barefoot in gray sweatpants, his chest bare. Water still clung to his skin and the ends of his black hair, making it obvious he’d recently stepped out of the shower.

Not just the angelic warriors but Edward and the rest were surprised at that. “How much of your strength have you recovered if you can summon your dragon sword?” The leader asked, and a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes; he hid it. When they had seen his cave open and his coffin empty, he wasn’t worried, rather, he was actually happy that he would be the one to defeat the God killer finally and was already fantasizing about the reward he would receive from his god. Everyone knew that the God killer’s strength was sealed before he was buried and to recover his strength shall take him years. However, seeing him now, he recalled that he had forgotten an important part, for the dragon King to

I run towards him screaming, "Noooo…." Matteo tries to get him back, but the dragon's leg pushes him hard, and he falls violently on the glass balcony door. He falls covered in blood. My father was screaming to leave him, but nothing happened. He struggled to free himself but to no avail. Luckily to no avail because if he succeeded, he would fall into the void. And there, his death would be inevitable. "Give my father back." I scream again. By the time I got there, the dragon had moved away from the balcony.

Argentum said in teasing manner “I am Prince you evil women… do you want your prince to accept his defeat…? huh?” Draco argued back and tried to free hinself, on other hand all other teen Dragon ‘s were encouraging them both to fight including their training master , master Mossace… “Hahahah…. my prince you forgot…. your Draphidrmia still pending….. (Draphidrmia is a ritual which is performed in Dragon realm among royal Dragon which is equal to coronation)… but me… I am already hired as your first in line chief commanding officer..” Argentum said proudly

said the king with a serious yet a bit sad expression as Diego sighed annoyed . " King Damien PenDraco ! " said the both of them at the same time as they looked at each other . " I am worried a lot about Charlotte . " said the king and went to sit on his desk . " I will definitely get her back . " said Diego with a serious expression . ' That dragon will pay a heavy price for daring to touch my lady . The moment the barrier opens king Damien will be the moment you die and your head becomes a decoration trophy in my wall . ' thought Diego with a fierce look filled with desire for revenge .

He brought him somewhere unknown and he growled and ran towards the Cave, in his head he was chanting for their mate. Adrian entered the cave in hurry and finally saw Elysian, laying on top of a werewolf, getting raped brutally by five men on the floor. A loud growl snapped the five men, they quickly pulled away from the unconscious figure of Elysian and looked at Adrain in fear, the wolves freaked out to see a huge dragon glaring at them, how the fuck there was a dragon here?! While the three wolves knew they will die that day. No one should mess with Adrian, as they have witnessed the death itself, for they have met the legend they have only heard the stories about. The dragon.

“I should tear out her pretty throat.” “I would appreciate it if you did not,” Rivyn said. “I brought wine,” he added, producing two bottles from beside the chair and holding them out with an encouraging grin. The dragon man heaved a sigh and pressed his face into my hair again, inhaling. “Under the stink of you, she smells nice,” he said, his voice a sensual growl near my ear. I shivered despite myself. “I am of a mind to keep her, Rivyn. She is not untouched, but I am willing to overlook that for a brethren mate.” He was trying to provoke my mage, I decided.

The dragon fought against Drago’s steady dive into the ground, Drago flicked out a knife and rammed it into the dragon’s head, its skin was too thick to cause any internal damage, but it caused the Dragon to roar in pain and obey its commander to descend. The members of Divine Victory watched in awe as the dragon dove towards them, Drykator stepped forward as the COG began falling back to escape from surely being crushed. “What’s he doing? " Drykator glanced behind him then he realised, throwing his tired body to grab Warren from the wall he threw them both to the ground out of the way causing a cloud of dust. The Dragon crashed onto the ledge with incredible force, its wing clipping Krona t