Dragon's Blade Novels & Stories

She missed it by an inch, and he swung the other one. ‘I-I… I c-can do this.’ She countered his swift blows that grew more swift and complex with each strike. The blade slashed her chest, and he slammed his feet into her stomach, sending her to the ground. “S-serpent… o-of… of d-darkness.” She breathed a long, large dragon twirled out of her and flew at Draven. He formed a giant eagle of fire, and it clashed with this dragon, sending sparks flying in the air.

?” I asked frowning trying to think of a reason I was targeted. “Hell, we don’t know either, we could only guess is that Shadows mate wanted to get rid of you, because Shadow cares about you and you’re having his baby.” Lynn said, shrugging. “So, what is this about me being healed by a damn dragon and will I turn into a dragon at some point because nothing about being a dragon says I’m going to be cute.” I said and we all burst out laughing. “Shut up dummy you are not turning into a damn dragon. But I had to call my family in to heal you with one of their dragons because apparently the zombie bitch stabbed you with a blade that belonged to my brother and when some one cuts you with it you

This was the Seven Blades of Death Alex had earlier unlocked from the Dragon’s Bane of Thirty-Six! The Dragon Bone Sword was used mainly for defensive purposes, while the Seven Blades of Death was primarily used for offensive purposes. “Ahh—” “This, this…” Easton Zimmer and Viole Zimmer saw how Alex effortlessly killed a Grandmaster. More importantly, they didn’t even know how Alex killed him. Where did that enormous long sword come from? They couldn’t see it clearly at all. They were too shocked and overwhelmed even to say a word. Meanwhile, due to the medicine taking effect in Phoebe Larsen’s body, she became a completely different person.

I could see our father standing next to Ava. The drums played, signifying the start of our match, and before I could do anything, a portal opened up behind me as Atlas appeared, attempting to stab me with the king's sword, but luckily, I was fast enough to dodge it. I could hear the crowd gasping. I drew my double blades I had gotten from the armory. Blades were forbidden in the arena, but a dragon never plays fair on the battlefield, and I knew he would use every advantage he could get. That's why the blades I used were dipped in neon liquid at the tip of the blade. One cut into a vein, and he would be weak. One through his heart, and he is dead. He charged at me with the king's sword, with

Owner: Prince Nezha. Darryl continued reading further. Green Dragon Crescent Blade, nine feet long. Its sharpness could split rocks, mountains, and lands. Weapon Grade: Blue Category Level Three! Ability: Breaker of mountains and lands. Owner: War Saint Guan Yu. Darryl was so excited from reading about the weapons. He finally found the chapter on Blood Drinking Sword after searching further. Darryl’s heart was racing while he read about it.

Tamera’s eyes widened with excitement. “Does he win?” Ragnar paused briefly, considering the small battlefield before him. Then he continued. “The dragon lunges first,” he said. “But the knight is faster.” He moved the toy slightly forward as he spoke. “The sword enters beneath the dragon’s jaw and drives upward through the throat.” Lance blinked. Ragnar continued, completely serious. “The blade severs the arteries. Blood spills across the ground. The dragon collapses, choking on it as the knight pulls the sword free.”

Also, I would like to see how loyal my newest pet was. Adrienne lowered his head and eyes. "Forgive me." I pointed at the dagger my pet held before looking him in the eye. "Do not lose that. Only three of its kind have been forged and this is the last. Only that can harm the Fae dragon. Just a scratch is lethal enough to a regular Fae. One blow should do the trick. Can I trust you with this?" He tilted his head to and observed my face for a bit. "Yes. I will not misplace your trust."

“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.

The Phantom Blade was too light for something designed to end a life. It sat in Damian’s palm, a sliver of polished titanium that seemed to pull the nursery’s amber light into its edge. Damian didn’t look like a man whose estate was currently being dismantled by orbital strikes. He looked like a man who had finally solved a tedious riddle. He rotated the needle between his thumb and forefinger, his movements slow, deliberate, and terrifyingly steady. "The lion’s head engraving," he murmured.

“They need you down there!” Pulling out two knives he rammed them deep into the base of the dragon's neck, the dragon roared and began to thrash violently, gripping the two knives Drago held on tight before retrieving his dragon crested blade and planted it into the centre of the two knives, gaining his balance, he pulled himself onto his feet and began pushing the dragon blade deeper into the back of the dragon, pulling it left and right widening the gaping wound. “Shreftwood!” Lengo called out and pointed to the dragon, Krona turned with Shreftwood “Someone’s up there!” Krona bellowed.