Dragon Series Novels & Stories

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

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…

“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.

Keeping on cooperating with her may not be a wise decision. Dragons were a totally different species after all. They had their own interest. He thought a while, then dialed a different number. The phone was picked up quickly. An excited, noisy young male voice came from another side of the phone, “Dude! Seriously?! You are calling me!!!” Ragnar let out a slight sigh, already feeling like getting a headache. It was Daniel, the heir of the serpents, an “innocent” young lad who once tried to travel through the rogue’s desert with his “bros” without even bringing a map.

Dragon starts rolling up his sleeves, revealing faded Calavera tattoos, “Chain’s fine. Got a tension tool in my box. I’ll fix it antes de que (before) sundown.” Poking at the rusted exhaust, “Pfft. Tool ain’t magic, kid. And this exhaust? Sounds like a dying chupacabra.” Dru stifles a laugh. I shoot her a glare, but I'm trying to hide my own smirk with my beard. Dragon shakes his head, then glances up towards Dru on the porch, “¿En serio (Seriously) You think I’d let her hurt? I seen what happens when you don’t guard your crew.” Dragon rolls up his sleeve further, revealing a tattooed date—“2003–2019”—inked beneath the Calavera’s hollow eyes. The numbers curl like smoke from a prayer candle,

Dhari lunged towards Drake with his sword drawn. Drake was not expecting that. Dhari managed to catch Drake off guard, and as a result Drake now has a gash on the left side of his chest. The injury is deep and blood started to drip from the wound, and his dark blue shirt became darker. But what Dhari doesn't know is that Drake is a dragon, and he can heal within minutes. Dhari thought the wound would distract Drake for a minute, giving him a chance to escape. But to his shock, Drake didn't even blink despite being injured.

Alyx glanced at the men surrounding his dinner table. The wolves had shown up unexpectedly. They wanted to talk to him about giving them back the river territory, but he’d already assured the Dragos it was theirs. The Dragos were the dragon species inhabiting the south central part of the planet which bordered with the Ice Mountains. “Brecc and Eros,” Alyx sighed. “I can’t give you the White River.” The Alpha and Omega glanced at each other. Used to getting their way, they didn’t understand what his issue was with returning their river.

Darryl smiled calmly and said, "I'm the Royal Master, the Nine Heaven Sage, and the Dragon Lord of the Divine Dragon Clan. My name is Darryl Darby." His voice was not loud, but it sounded as loud as thunder to the dragon. 'Royal Master… Nine Heaven Sage… Dragon Lord…' Any of those identities were extremely noble and supreme. Yet, the man was all those. A second later, the scaled dragon reacted and quickly landed. It bowed and spoke respectfully, "Sir Darryl, please forgive me for my rudeness." It panicked in fear that its heart nearly jumped out of its chest. It did not doubt Darryl because it could sense the Red Lotus Fayette in the man. And what was Red Lotus Fayette? A treasure that only

Dom almost pleaded, "Please give me some good news, Freddie! Please tell me you found somebody. Who is this kid?" Freddie motioned for the boy to be seated, who sat and immediately began assembling various tech devices from the backpack that he was carrying. Then Freddie tried and, lacking sleep for almost twenty hours, told Dom, "Worse." "What is that supposed to mean?" Elijah asked. Freddie began explaining, "This here is Daniel. Danny here is a dragon for whom the internet, deep web, and any digital data anywhere in the world has no secrets. Thankfully, he is the son of one of our omegas. His father was a loyal dragon who went through SHS in the war. I asked Danny to dig up any and everyt

"You celebrate too soon. There is only one true dragon in this world, and that is the Divine Dragon of Etharia. The Dragon's Cyclone, created by Mr. Sloan, originated from the Holtrien octagonal formation. "He may have innovated and forged something deadly, but at the end of the day, the old ways still reign supreme. No matter how the younger ones twist it or flaunt it, they always end up bowing to their ancestors." "Break!" With a roaring shout, endless streams of energy around Andrew's body surged wildly backward, shooting upward. These streams all turned blood-colored, crimson, and black. Flames burned across the surface of these energy streams.