Dragon's Wrath Novels & Stories

"Alright. It's something I should have learned long before now anyway." "Actually, you didn't really need to know about it before now. Dragons hit sexual maturity at 21, and you've only recently turned 21. As for having children, all I know is that when a dragon gets pregnant, it takes them three months to lay the egg and that a week before due, it's impossible to stay in human form in order to have the egg. Also, female dragons can only have five children in their life and only one child at a time. So it's impossible for a dragon to get pregnant again for the next five years after having an egg."

Nayara remained more centrally above, cutting swaths as she could. The Ma’veth did not ignore the Dragons. After their initial pass, masses of the creatures swarmed up to assail them. They had little effect against them. Hard Dragon scales were more than enough protection against their sharp teeth, nor could their venom penetrate. Those that made the attempt died in plumes of Dragon fire. The Guardians continued doing their best to quell the influx of more of them and to eliminate as many as possible. The task kept them busy as they helped lower the threat to the soldiers below.

, he replied gravely. The confirmation did not surprise me. However, things were not adding up. Usually, she-dragons would go into heat once she found her mate. Dragons went into heat only once a year and their pregnancies were longer than those of all shifters – 12 months in fact. However, unlike most creatures, including humans, they only started showing in month nine and fully developed a dragon child in the last three months. Now, Emma was a daughter of the First Human too, and there were no shifters like her, none like her and her brother existed before. So, all we know about dragons, especially she-dragons and their reproductive cycles, may or may not apply to her.

Enraged, Y stood up, took out his napkin, cleaned his shoe, and roared, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" A group of terrified armed werewolves came to view and one of them explained in a quivering tone, "Sire we are under attack! A dragon emerged out of nowhere and-" Y thundered, "A DRAGON? We have prepared for a dragon attack! What the fuck is it about the stupid sirens? I was about to enjoy My DESSERT!" Another poor werewolf spoke, "Alpha King, He is accompanied by a-" He was interrupted by the furious Y, "BY A WHAT?"

Wynter was five years old and the dragon displayed on his back took my breath away. Abeloth would come forward and peer at him and every time Wynter’s eyes would turn yellow it scared me. He was too young to handle the power of a dragon. “Daddy?” Wynter asked as he woke up after his merging. “Do you remember what happened yesterday?” I asked him. “Something jumped into me,” he said his eyes flashing yellow. “You merged with your dragon,” I said to him.

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

“To the dungeon! Lock him up! He needs to be taught a lesson he’ll never forget!” Warriors stepped forward, their movements sharp, but Reid’s defiance flared like a cornered wolf. His face twisted, his lips curling into a snarl. “Don’t you dare come close to me!” he barked, his voice ragged with fury. His hand shot to his belt, and in one swift motion, a dagger gleamed in his grip. The firelight caught the blade, casting a wicked shimmer across the horrified faces around us. “You’ll regret this if you try me,” he spat, circling like a predator. “Stay back unless you want to die!”

Blood sprayed across the storefront window like a fountain. The street fell into chaos. Cars crashed into one another and burst into flames. Screams, sirens, and the sound of tearing flesh mixed together. Within just a few short hours, the city had completely collapsed. Early the next morning, Julian was woken by the endless screams and the sounds of car alarms below. He rubbed his sleepy eyes as he walked to the tall window, cursing under his breath. Then he pulled the curtains open. "Why is it so loud this early..."

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.

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