Dragon Soul Not Absorbing Novels & Stories

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

The Mystical Explosive Orb is one of the treasures that can absorb soul essences—which is rare. Soul essence? Felix seemed to recall reading it in the book Billy had given him. However, it also mentioned that it was a fool's dream to use it to improve his strength. It was obviously something difficult to get.

We spend hours in that position. When I notice that the sky has darkened and the moon is already out, I strain my neck to observe what he's doing. It's at that point that I finally see them. Half embedded in his chest are seven glowing golden nails. They are dripping with blood as he pulls them out with unsteady fingers. Judging from the pattern of his breathing and the sluggishness of his movements, he has lost so much blood and is starting to lose consciousness. "Keep going, Dash. You can't stop now. You're almost there," I say, stroking his hair.

A layer of looming red spirit was excluded from his snow-white fur. "Squawk, squawk!" The dolphin, Adorable, also seemed to find something unusual. She crouched down beside Evil Moon, opening her mouth and making a bubble one meter in diameter. Under her control, the transparent bubble rolled back and forth in the air quickly, and soon became red after absorbing the crimson brilliance. Then she inhaled the bubble into her mouth, and when the bubble was spat out again, the crimson power was absorbed and the bubble became transparent again. Back and forth, she absorbed the crimson brilliance in this way.

"You need to keep your fluids up or you will be of no use. Working with your magic will tire and exert your body to its limits. To stay healthy and able to use your magic, you need to triple your normal intake of water." Sophia leaned her head back and saw Eli. He reverted to his dragon form and his tail stopped her from crashing into the hard, stone floor. Sophia took a deep breath, got to her feet, and swayed as she tried to maintain her balance. The dragon's tail stayed wrapped around her waist and refused to release her. "You are not stable enough to walk without assistance," Eli explained. "You may fall unconscious again." Sophia gave him a grateful smile. "Thanks for your help."

“You’re heartrate didn’t increase once, you never once felt under pressure. It’s a great soldier that can remain calm in the face of death.” “I’ve been trained well.” Sorin’s compliments were welcome but it felt like more than that when he had said it. Five teams managed to reach the fifth building but none of them were able to slay the dragon. All in all Dorin seemed happy with their progress because honestly most of them had never fought a vampire or a wolf. Fighting a dragon seemed so far-fetched to most of them that they had no idea what to do with it.

Seraphina turned to Bethel “What will happen when I... if I drink her blood?” Bethel looked Seraphina in the eyes “I am not sure child, you may shift straight away, it may take hours or weeks. The dragon is part of your soul, she has been sleeping though and she may not wake immediately or she may be waiting to be released. One cannot say, it is rare for a Dhampir to have a familiar at all, but to have one so powerful. I’m sorry I can't help you more”.

He was shirtless allowing Summer a glimpse of the intricate dragon tattoo on his back, the same tattoo that she herself had received after being forced into marrying Michael. A cup dangled from his fingers at his side, that was when Summer finally noticed the intense smell of alcohol permeating throughout the entire living room. Not only was Michael not asleep, but he was also most likely deliriously drunk. "What did you find out?" His voice slurred out. He didn't bother turning to look at Summer as he spoke instead choosing to lift his drink to his lips. Summer let out a long sigh, "we have a mole." Now Michael did turn around, throwing his glass to the floor by Summer's feet as he did so.

It was as if he was drowning in his own panic. "Come on, you can't panic so fast. You're the mighty dragon after all," she laughed mockingly. William's breathing became heavier and faster with each passing second. He could feel his throat closing up and the lump forming in his throat. He couldn't breathe nor scream, he didn't have enough oxygen in him to even utter a single word. Then suddenly a loud ringing rang throughout his skull and the world came back into focus. He could hear screaming and screaming, it was loud as hell. Everything was blurry. He was blinded by pain and everything hurt. Everything hurt so bad.