Dragon Vore Novels & Stories

Mykael asks. She nods. “Yes, I’ve actually seen it happen. Basically, whoever is the leader of the dragons will carry the injured one and drop them into Mors, their most violent volcano. The fire will heal them and force them to shift. If it is successful, then the dragon will fly out in the red flame they call the Phoenix. Unfortunately, there are awful side effects,” she trails off. “What side effects?” I ask. She looks at me with pain in her eyes. “They come back, but they come back feral.”

The void was constantly twisted, and the light almost burned through people's eyes in an instant. "How dare you take the initiative to court death?" One of the black flood dragon's avatars immediately roared as her long sleeves curled up. A black vortex suddenly formed in front of her. She stretched out her arm, grabbed it, and disappeared into the vortex. Boom! Boom! In the vortex, an arm made entirely of seawater immediately stretched out. This arm seemed to be a towering tree or a mountain with thousands of blades. It stretched across the ancient times and shattered the void. It opened its five fingers and hit the arrow tip of the long flame arrow.

Dorvus laughed and said, “The Marauder Token I gave you can only command the Marauder Army once. This is the main one. As long as the Marauder Army of One Hundred Thousand Warriors is around, you can’t do anything to me.” “How arrogant!” roared Harper before going over to Dorvus. However, at this moment, a terrifying Nothingness Dead Energy burst out of Dorvus. He knocked away Harper. After that, he engulfed the gods of the Four Seasons at a terrifying speed and suddenly soared into the void. “What an idiot.” James sighed and waved. Following a flash of amethyst-gold light, a dazzling amethyst-gold lightsaber struck. With a clang, it knocked Dorvus back who was about to escape.

There are cushions and rugs all around, with naked men and women scattered around, some in groups, others in just couples lost in the throes of lust and pleasure. My eyes flicker to the group that is directly in my view. I recognise the three handsome muscular men who are all making love to one woman. Agnarr’s friends… The scene makes me feel strange. I feel my pussy clench as I watch them and although a part of me tells me to turn away I'm unable to… They say Dragons are a sexually driven race, far more than wolves and vampires… I stare at the foursome before me. Dagnoth lies on the ground, his cock buried in the woman who is sitting on top of him whilst Kaizoran is positioned above her and

Wren’s sensual light surrounded us, his fingers and tongue working my clit and nipples as my body was claimed. The Vortex Core ignited. Lovers from every era and realm were drawn into the spiraling orgy. The chamber became a whirlwind of flesh and light. Bodies spun and joined in the currents—cocks plunging deep, mouths devouring, hands gripping sweat-slick skin. Vespera was at the eye of the storm: Draven pounding her pussy, Lorien’s mouth and fingers driving her wild, Sable now straddling her face so she could lick desperately while being fucked.

“Can I see them?” “How about . . . No. You don’t fit in that place. The dungeon is for filthy prisoners who are unable to reconcile and obey the wishes of a prince.” Drakaina's entire body seemed to heat up in response to what she heard. “What have you done to them? Don’t you dare touch any of your fingers or I swear to any devil walking in this world, I will kill you!” She’s holding a knife made of water in her left hand. Vincent looked at her hand when he noticed a strange noise in his ear. “You’re a water bender, but how?” He couldn’t believe of what he is seeing right now. It will be difficult for him to get the woman he wants to do what he wants to happen.

I lost Storm when I killed Jax and I and they gave their life energy, his counter part Vex and mine Storm to save us, because I fucking rejected his bond. Meeting Jax dead parents who weren't dead they just abandoned their fallen kingdom which fall in the great war to find him but had no luck until King Aaron of the Vampires, my father, sent word their our world a out the return of The Dragon King. I found out I am a Vampagon, a Vampire/dragon hybrid. Now I am here and had to feed, I never wanted to do that but it was feed or kill my friends.

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

If they could not find any wild animals to hunt or their crops failed to flourish, it meant that Alluvium was upset or angered depending on the gravity of the situation. The Archdragon of the water a beautiful azure blue, Goko ruled over not just the magnificent ocean, but also all forms of water down to the tiniest dew drop you would find in the morning. He would prevent drought, thus preventing famine from breaking out. If he was angry he could cause catastrophic events; like waves the were over two hundred feet high or he would pull away the salt water and fresh water life causing the humans to starve. For the most part Goko was a gentle giant, but not to be mistaken for weak. Most often

The heavens turned molten white, not with sunlight, but with Merenrys' grief, as golden tears slid from her one dragon eye. Vraeleth rose to meet her, black wings shredding through the storm. The void burned in her veins like a devouring light. She lunged at Merenrys, shrieking. The sky blazed hot. But this was not a battle. It was annihilation. Merenrys struck once and her talons tore through the hordes of demon Dragons. Her flames melted them instantly, disintegrating in a single sweep. Vraeleth’s scream bled through realms, her form unraveling from the burns she had received and the pressure of Merenrys' power. Her hordes' ashes scattered into sparks that rained across the world like fall