Dragon's Blade Novels & Stories

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

"Why? What do I have done? Tell me in detail, Blade." Blade struck the table in exasperation with her clench fist. "Don't act innocent, you pervert!" "Pervet? No. Didn't you want it? But your meat juices for me." "Shut up!" Blade threw him the table knife, which made a cut in Lorcan's face. Hearing him talk about it pissed her off. Although she really despises it, she could not deny that her wolf willingly accepted him. It makes her crazy as hell.

Cassidy studied them closely, having never been allowed to wield a sword during her training classes with her siblings. Derek's gaze kept sliding to her, and again his sword flew from his grasp. He cursed sharply. "Why is the Fox here? Shouldn't she be in a shadowed corner waiting to pop out and stab someone?" Cassidy glared at the Lycan. "Am I too distracting, My Lord, or are you just a fumbling idiot this morning?" Laughter echoed in the yard and Derek colored hotly. He stomped over to her, "If you're going to be in the training yard, let's see some training then." He returned her glare. "Unless, of course, you're only useful on your back."

The Drake's scales should have been strong enough to protect him, but now the golden scales weren't as strong as they should have been. Altair suddenly flew up and took out the sword of light that he had hidden in the air. The sword of light suddenly appeared and was in his hand. He then slashed his sword at Drake. The magic sword can pierce anything including dragon scales. The huge drake didn't have time to dodge, a gaping wound bleeding around his neck from the slash. Then Drake shouted that shook the sky.

He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late. The dragon king was sinking to his knees, blood staining his shirt as the life began to drain out of his eyes.

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

Caleb laughed icily as he strode up, his entire body engulfed with black flames! "Apocalyptic Dragonflame, First Style—Dragonbreath!" A draconic roar thundered in the black flames that materialized and engulfed Caleb's body, along with the Dharmic Cutter as Caleb drew it out as well. Raising the great sword over his head, he swung it forward, and the black airblades shot forward along with the black flames, streaking straight for the gates! Boom! With a resounding explosion, the black flames erupted as they reached the gates, rushing upward hundreds of feet into the air!

someone screams. But Jamie's not attacking. She's using Elena's size against her. Runs under her. Between her legs. Too small and fast to catch. Gets behind her. Where the neck meets the shoulder. The weak point Meredith showed her. Dragon bone blade raised. One shot. One chance. She jumps. Higher than human should. Dragon magic enhancing. The blade drives into the weak point. Deep. Through scales. Through crystallized essence. Elena roars. Not pain. Shock. "How... that's impossible..." She shifts back to human. The blade still embedded.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

Any hit from these blades would be fatal. Kiran’s mind was filled with images of Blake Frost’s eyes, full of defiance. Discontent? Kiran’s mind lingered on this thought. Observing, Kiran realized that although the blades were deadly, a warrior of Blake Frost's caliber should have been able to counter them, even at risk. Yet, the result was immediate death, highly unusual. Thinking of instant death, Kiran’s mind flashed back to Lord Red Cloud's claim that the first master of the Imperial Dragon Path had been killed by his master with these blades. What kind of rotating blade could be so powerful?