Dragonic Slayer Novels & Stories

The minions and servants huh? David hears the super reptiles growl. They saw him as prey, something to rip apart and devour. David closes his eyes for a bit. He imagines the Draco then he opens his eyes again. He sees the other super reptiles and how small they are compared to the Draco. David takes out his steel spear, the Draco Slayer, and his steel dagger. He brandishes the two of them. None of you are my hunters.

What a lethal weapon a vampire dragon would make for Antoh to have on his side. “He’s trying to turn them, not kill them,” she shouted. “He’s such slime,” Lizzy hissed. “Find the others,” Tristan said. “It’s time I bring out the secret weapon and stop this now.” The battle was so frenzied, Chloe and Lizzy were able to slip past them unnoticed. She stopped long enough to see Tristan transform into dragon state and reign fire on whatever vampire had the misfortune of getting into his path before racing toward the fertility lab. She was grateful the soldiers couldn’t shift into dragon state as she watched them turn into vampires before her very eyes.

Osiris pointed out. "The vision is unclear but I saw the spilling of blood and it scented the whole battlefield. And in the midst of the deads, there stood only two. A princess whose presence is of lucent hope and the other of the obscure darkness-the red dragon of an ancient story. Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the most powerful and detestably evil dragon of all." Leera stated in a trance as if she was seeing it happening before her. Her brows creased in concentration like she wanted to dissect every minute detail of the vision she might have received.

"It's a rebel's den!" "Then why didn't you uncover it in the daylight. Instead of burning it and killing innocent lives," my Killing Intent rising like a burning passion. The Shi went down to one knee. What stood before them wasn't some rebel defying what he thought was justice but a man of immeasurable power—a Dragon Slayer. Justice is great only when you have the power to uphold it. "Does your justice burn so thin?"

"I was too late by the time I reached her." The courtyard sounds had faded to something peripheral. Background noise behind a silence that had its own weight. "He did not speak for three days afterward," Drex said. "I do not mean he chose not to speak. I mean he was not capable of it. The bond breaking — when a fated mate bond breaks through death — it does something to a dragon that has no equivalent in anything human. It is not grief the way grief is usually understood. It is more like—" He paused, searching for something. "Like being redesigned. The self you were built around the bond and then the bond is gone and everything that was built around it has to find a new shape. Except some th

*** Xander's POV *** System Overclock: 200%... 300%... 500%... The sensation of Sereia’s full, unchained draconic power flooding into my soul was nothing short of divine agony. It felt as if liquid starlight and weaponized lightning were being violently pumped into my veins, rewriting my Lycan biology on a molecular level. My muscles expanded, my bones groaning as my towering war-form surged to its absolute physical limit. Translucent golden scales began to shimmer beneath my white fur, and my extended claws crackled with pure, kinetic dragon fire.

she whispers before strolling away. My fist clenches as I watch the slut. Her attitude burns in my veins like fire struggling to break free. My light skin fades red like a volcano as I grind my teeth. I shall play along, while digging a bigger grave. When the time is due, I shall dispose of her in a gruesome way she shall understand why I am Drago Ryder; the Alpha who can slay a dragon.

"But I'm going to find out. And until I do, you belong to me." Saoirse’s hands curled into fists in the horse’s mane. She would play his game. She would be his mute, stupid servant. She was the Last Dragon. He was the Viper. And he had just invited his own destruction into his home.

Zhangjian cried, his round eyes brimming with tears. “No, we cannot go back,” Li Min whispered, his voice heavy. His heart ached, yet he knew all too well: an assault of this scale could mean only one thing, the annihilation of the Sacred Dragon Sect, their home. And such cruelty, only one faction in the world was capable of it. Li Min clenched his fists. “The Gongliao Alliance!” At last, the little boy collapsed to the ground, his shoulders trembling, his body too weak to remain upright. The young man who had once gripped his hand now placed both palms firmly upon his shoulders.

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.