Novel & Cerita Dragon Series Books

And that I can call him, “Uncle BD” “Agents, this is Black Dragon, considered as the number one agent of “Dark Knight” in this era. He will be the DJ here in “Stargazer” and the patissier in “Polaris”. Other additional information will be given by him. I really hope you’ll get along well.” No one reacted among us. I think my hyungs are still in shock too. I wonder what Yosef-hyung, I mean, Topgun thought. He was recently considered as the number one agent among us but now that Black Dragon arrived…

Hi everyone. Dragon Princess is finally finished, despite a few accidents, including a dented shin bone and ripped stitches. Not to mention work, with it being a production year. Glad that is over. I will be posting it here, and it will be available in book form as well. I am arranging covers for books 2 and 3 and the current one. There are another couple of side quests, which I may write at a later date, but I want to start book 4 at the end-of-year holidays.

Dragons. “Liana?” Moran’s tone is almost somber, a tad bit authoritative. The girl stands up hurriedly, startled and sheepish. She bows deeply. “Princess Valerie wants to check out a few books. Please help her with whatever she requests.” Liana’s gaze darts towards me before her gaze gravitates back to Moran. She gives him a thin smile and nods in deference. Moran doesn’t wait after that. After he was gone, Liana asks me whether I had any specific book in mind, and when I mentioned mages, she guided me to the last aisle.

The gash in his side ripped open again, blood soaking fresh bandages, but he didn’t stop. Sera stumbled back, stunned—not because he moved, but because she realized she might not be able to stop him. There was nothing in his eyes now but pure, unyielding fire. He crossed half the distance to Lioren in three ragged steps, chest heaving, hands curled like claws. His mouth twisted with something wild. The warlord was gone—this was the dragon. “Rhazien!” she shouted, throwing herself into his path. He barreled into her. She wasn’t ready. The force of it knocked her back a step, almost to her knees.

As the realization that this massive dragon was most likely Murdok Rori grabbed onto the claw still holding her, and she opened her mouth to speak when the sound of Henry’s laughter pulled her attention away. The book was now floating above his hand and as he chanted Rori watched as translucent, almost glowing bones formed into an armor around him and Rori gasped. Henry pointed his hand toward the massive dragon and a zap of lightning shot from his palm straight into the shoulder of the dragon, causing Murdok to scream in pain, but he did not loosen his grasp on Rori. 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

As a dragon, her growls stun the werewolves at a close distance. Next to Rohan was General Oxland, and coolly claiming his seat beside the general was the CEO of Steele Industries, Cahlel Steele. He focuses his attention on our metal and mining industries. When in dragon form, his scales turn into all kinds of metal and it becomes deadly for the werewolves. Six more dragons joined the conference table, and these were our elders. They were what comprised my father’s council when he still lived and ruled. They were our advisers in just about everything dragon-related, and they were the ones who kept badgering me about finding my mate.

Seraphina decided to put the shoes back in the wardrobe and exited the room barefoot. Seraphina wandered aimlessly for a while, she hoped she would bump into Bethel, Rose or Melanie but, she didn’t know where their rooms were located. The Palace truly was magnificent. Beautiful portraits adorned the walls and there were painted designs on the high ceilings showing the history of the Empire. As Seraphina explored, she found herself in a library. The walls were lined from floor to ceiling with rows upon rows of books, in the centre of the room were leather chaise lounges and armchairs. She walked around the perimeter of the room allowing her hands to trail across the books, she stopped on a bo

and enter the world of dragons. I should warn you, dear adventurer, that this journey compared to the first book will be much longer, bloodier, and darker ... but it is promised that you will have an exciting experience with our characters, unlike any others. I shall see you at the end of your journey in this book. Long live the king ... Carlos Sensei

Creed sends his dragon's breath into the tornado lighting him on fire until he dies. I look towards Raya quickly and spot her fighting three werewolves, by herself. I’m so close to getting to Danny but I can’t let her die, running in her direction I slide across the ground going underneath the one shifted wolf's stomach, tearing it to shreds with my dragon claws. The other two wolves are stunned leaving an opening for Raya to slit their throats. As soon as they die I’m off, back in the direction Danny is. He has a smug smile on his face, as if he knows he’s won.

“Some of the dragon lords were shrewd and used other dragons as body doubles to divert risks from themselves. The dragon kings did them one better. They mastered the ability to scatter their essence or spirit and then bond it within the cells of a human individual. I’m guessing when the Fire from Heaven struck, the four dragon kings hid themselves in the blood of certain jōnins, to be then passed down to their descendants. Now in the Time of Man, the jōnin or their child who carries the spirit of a dragon king within them… they should be the one called Dragonkist.” “Oh… my… kami,” Aki mumbled. “How do you know all these?” “Believe it or not, I read about it in a two-hundred-year-old book wri