Dragon's Wrath Novels & Stories

Its mission seemed clear: destroy the wizard first. At the last instant, Dral threw himself in front of Dominic and fired a bolt of blue fire directly into the dragon’s fire. The volkaane fire did not stop the dragonfire, but it split the stream in two, causing it to pass harmlessly on either side of Dral and Dominic.

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

Could feel Caelum pushing against my control, wanting out, wanting to fight. Three. Two. One. The Dragon King dropped his hand. And all hell broke loose. The main force charged forward with a roar that shook the ground. Three thousand warriors moving as one, hitting the ruins from the front like a tidal wave. The sound was deafening—wolves howling, dragons roaring, warriors screaming battle cries. Dragons took to the air, their massive forms blocking out the sun as they swooped down toward the ruins, fire already gathering in their throats.

His eyes blazed with fury, but he was momentarily off balance, his malevolent presence faltering as he struggled to maintain his footing. Ronan and Dynaris pressed their advantage, their combined flames intensifying as they sought to overwhelm Khaos's defenses. The air was filled with the stench of burning metal and the sound of crackling flames, as the two dragons poured all their might into the attack. The sounds of Khoas’s agonizing screams echoed through the throne room, mingling with the roar of the flames and the acrid smell of burning metal. Khaos's armor cracked and shattered, its dark, twisted plates crumbling to the ground as the dragon's flames seared through the metal, scorching

Derek, having studied the dragon's behavior, shared his knowledge of the creature's vulnerabilities. Marcus, his wounds still fresh, channeled the rage within him, focusing his werewolf strength. With their plan in place, the trio launched their assault once again. Edna chanted the ancient spell, invoking the forces of nature to bind the dragon's wings, rendering it temporarily flightless. Derek seized the opportunity, striking with calculated precision, targeting the creature's vulnerable joints and causing it to falter. But the dragon fought back, unleashing its fury in a final attempt to overpower its adversaries. Its massive tail thrashed, narrowly missing Edna as she rolled away. The gr

Henry fired a few more bolts that all hit Murdok and Rori couldn’t stand by and watch her stepfather kill the man that saved her life and the lives of so many others. Rori wiggled out from the grip of the enormous dragon and as she lunged in front of Murdok’s mighty snout, the dragon opened his enormous mouth and released a title wave of fire and smoldering heat. Rori was not afraid of Murdok or his fire, and rather than try to shield herself from either attack, she put her hands out in front of her and willed the dragon’s fire to overtake Henry.

"Well, about that, huh? You'll get to know about me after spending our time together. So what else do you know about dragons?" "Hm, let me think about it," she chewed her lollipop again, closing her eyes. “In Europe, they have wings and can breathe fire, but their existence is always being hunted down and made trophies by humans. Likewise in Persia and Egypt. Then in Tanakh, in the book of Leviticus, they mentioned a dragon named Leviticus that was finally killed by God at the creation of the earth." "Well, almost all you knew was right," Karl nodded slowly. "And what else?"

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

The Alpha wolf had teamed up with the three strongest witches to make him the most powerful supernatural, or at least a close match to our king, I wonder what the Alpha wolf had promised the witches in return. I starred in shock as I watched the Alpha’s aura grow stronger throughout the room, Draq’s eyes turned golden the color of Tianlong, and I knew his dragon was lending him the strength of the gods to overcome Alpha Ash’s aura, but even the great strength of the gods could not stop his wrath.