Dragon Vore Stories Novels & Stories

I could be much farther from my Fawn than I thought. Each vampire I detected, my dragon let out a hideous growl, flames falling from my scaled lips as treetops caught fire. Several rogue vampires and wolves were caught in the blaze, now seeking water to put out the flames. Vampires fell to the ground, no longer moving. Even with their deaths, my dragon would not be sated until we found our mate. Roaring loudly caused most animals to jump away from the sound piercing their ears. Several more vampires jumped at the sound, running faster than that of a normal vampire. The enhanced black magic had spread to many rogues, and this would not fare well in the future.

'' ''I will tell you a story, listen carefully, there was once a young girl about your age, barely seventeen in a tiny town called Pumwa who could bind lightning, those were very troubling times, two fierce and powerful dragon lords were at war with each other, The conqueror and The whip, her family was dirt poor and with the war her older brother was stolen from the fields were he worked with other boys who were also taken, in the midst of all that hunger and chaos, she was marked with the dragon seal, a new dragon egg had hatched and with it a new dragon lord had emerged to whom she was a sage and then began what came to be known as the great hunt these two men both ransacked Hanorak in se

But he had to stick to his plans. He wanted to use Colter as a catalyst for the downfall of the kingdom, Vergil would be a bonus if he could be corrupted as well. “But that one was called the torrential ocean for a reason” Dyron thought, remembering how Vergil had easily fought through his horde of creatures years ago. “He is hard to corrupt, for he is as deep and scary as an ocean.” Finally noticing that the Vultures were finished with their meal, he turned to them with sweet eyes and a sweeter smile.

“In Akyaka’s realm of olden days, a dragon’s tale in twilight haze, From fiery mountain’s hidden space, an egg was stolen, a daring chase. Molten lava, wild and bold, birthed a dragon, stories told. Burning flesh, a bone dragon formed, crawling up, its wings adorned. Evil, born in shadows’ birth, in quest of kin, it roams the earth. Devouring souls, a desperate cry, villagers succumb, beneath the sky. A warrior bold, on fiery steed, with a horse of valor, matching speed.

Even before I read it, I felt the hatred buried in those words: “You wear the bones of the extinct like armor. But some of us remember what burned first.” My stomach dropped. Whoever left that, they weren’t just hunting wolves. They were hunting dragons, too. Maybe always had been. The council, made of two vampires, two witches, two wolves, and a supposedly neutral wizard moderator, murmured in hushed tones. Then one of them, a vampire elder with red-gold eyes and a voice like brittle paper, leaned forward. “We see no proof that this… Draven Kael… is more than a ghost story resurrected for fearmongering. Miss Carver’s lineage is delicate enough. Creating false enemies to justify dragon reint

The light near the hearth pulsed faintly, shadows crawling up the wall like slow-moving vines. She remembered a story told to her as a child—an old nursemaid’s tale, whispered when the moon was high and the fire low. Of dragons who snatched wicked girls from their beds and carried them off to be devoured in caves carved from the bones of mountains. Of how no one ever heard the screams. At the time, she’d laughed. Called it silly. Now she wondered if it had been a warning. The brand on her chest pulsed again, but slower this time. Not urgent—calming. Like a hand at her back.

Rayden pierced through the dragon’s belly faster than light. Every strike and slash contained form. “First Technique, Slash of the Past!” “Second Technique, Slash of Will!” “Third Technique, Slash of Fate!” Inside the dragon’s stomach, red and white energy collided, forming a massive vortex. Rayden roared, his voice echoing across the entire dimension. “You want eternity, Brahma? Then be eternal with me!” His body burned completely, becoming a core of light. He drove his sword into the dragon’s heart. The world stopped turning.

' Eat her ?!.......Has she been trembling like this just because she kept thinking that I will actually eat her ?!......What silly rumors has she heard about me ?! To think that she would actually believe such a thing . Humans are indeed the most stupid creatures on the planet . Also the most bothersome ones . Haaaaa......Having a human as my wife will be quite a pain !.........It's true that we dragons eat meat but we don't eat human meat . Our ancestors did eat human meat but time has passed and we have become more civilized.............Hmmmmmm.......this human dared to vomit on me !.....I believe it is perfectly justifiable that I tease and scare her a bit . ' thought the dragon king with

He brought him somewhere unknown and he growled and ran towards the Cave, in his head he was chanting for their mate. Adrian entered the cave in hurry and finally saw Elysian, laying on top of a werewolf, getting raped brutally by five men on the floor. A loud growl snapped the five men, they quickly pulled away from the unconscious figure of Elysian and looked at Adrain in fear, the wolves freaked out to see a huge dragon glaring at them, how the fuck there was a dragon here?! While the three wolves knew they will die that day. No one should mess with Adrian, as they have witnessed the death itself, for they have met the legend they have only heard the stories about. The dragon.

The dragon took a breath in and a larger cloud of smoke puffed out of his nose when he exhaled with a huff. Satisfied with his work, Draven turned to face his men, but his stomach dropped when the same vampires from earlier were approaching his men from behind. The three vampires stared at Draven and the dragon's heart raced. Fire is a dragon's biggest attack, and unfortunately, it doesn't kill vampires. It might hurt like a bitch, and temporarily disfigure them. But after a few feedings, they're as good as new. The shorter vampire approaches and Draven lowers his body, his belly brushes against Harris. The windows on the pack house rattle as the dragon growls at the vampire.