Dragon Sin Novels & Stories

The hairs on her arms stood up just thinking about that murderous look in his eyes. Sure, she had seen Zarek angry before, but this was different. The way his bulging muscles looked in the low light reminded her that he was someone to be feared. A pulse had throbbed on the side of his neck while he stood there cracking his knuckles, those golden pools practically glowing. She hadn’t been afraid of Zarek; at least until she found out he was Dragonkin, a big one, too. Imagining that body of his being used for lethal force sent shivers down her spine.

Drykator readied himself for his descent, he turned to Drago who had just fixed his mini crossbow to his right arm and was slipping the bolt into place and ensuring the wire was connected correctly. “I’m going down to DV, Drago you get that dragon down!” Drykator barked beginning to bounce from one foot to the other, his legs shook violently with fear, he had never tried anything so dangerous, but he knew deep down it was what had to be done. “The Great Divine Victory needs us,” he rallied.

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

Chu Xun threw more than thirty Subterranean Devils into the mouth of the demonic dragon. All of them were unable to fight back. "They taste good," said the demonic dragon. "As long as you are happy," Chu Xun said indifferently. Then he walked to the piles of Fire Spinel and put them into his Storage Rings as the demonic dragon watched. He filled four Storage Rings with Fire Spinel. "What trick are you playing?" the demonic dragon asked curiously. "I've fed you more than thirty Subterranean Devils. I'm taking the Fire Spinel as my reward," Chu Xun said with a faint smile.

Ailduin says. “Is that why they seem more drawn to Torin than Silas?” Madelyn asks. “You noticed that? I guess you would, being a dragon. But yes. They value all of you. Dragons are powerful just by the nature of the blood that runs through your veins. But Dragon Torin comes from a fighting line and it’s evident in his posture and interactions with others that he’s a fighter. The sprites recognized it right away and are drawn to him,” he says as I pull up the information that Leana and Riley sent to me.

Meanwhile my hair smelled like coconut with a mixture of honey, lips covered with light shine, pulling lower lips out of my tooth grip. "Bite your lips back, I won't be able to control the thoughts that I have," Dragon said, on fire. My breath was on and off. Dragon approached a revolution and deprivation in his eyes: "I know you're approaching me only to retaliate!" "Even if I killed you now," I stood on my heel and grabbed him near his black collar. "You'll do me a favor, you idiot, then I'll die on your hand, Jenny."

“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.

His dragon shattered. Dante’s dragon, Drayon, flared up in anger. He took over from a shocked Dante and furiously lashed out, “We have been only with YOU. How dare you accuse us of infidelity ! And we are not using you. We are loving you. Dante has been with only one man and that is YOU. How dare you accuse us of something so atrocious and talk about killing yourself ! HOW FVCKING DARE YOU,” he yelled. It was a wonder that Talon slept through that yelling match too.

Drakor brushed her hair back from her neck, his fingers tracing the outline of the still healing bite mark Rurik had left on her. "That's just a love bite," she said, forcing herself to calm down. They weren't going to kill her, at least not yet. Drakor smirked. "Just a love bite? I think not. You experienced the dar bogov, didn't you?" Charlotte looked puzzled, not knowing what he meant. The Russian dragon struggled for words. "I believe in English it means 'gift of the gods.' You could see through his eyes, and he through yours." He reached up and curled his fingers around her throat but did not squeeze.

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.