Dragonic Slayer Novels & Stories

“Marcel!” His head snapped towards mine as his claws dug into Shae’s neck, rivulets of blood already making their way downwards. “Wynter Grey, the slayer of dragons and hunter of vampires.” “You forgot to say something about the wolves and fae I’ve killed.” “I’m surprised you had the balls to come here, running away from Mintia like you did. You’re a coward Grey and I’ll relish in killing you!” “You can have me Marcel but you’ll need to let her go.”

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

Growling like he’s wants to eat his own disciple. “F-Forgive m-me, m-my L-Lord.” Captain Black Beard peeked inside which caused his sudden resignation to his disciple. “Daemon, the one and only son of Prince Tubigo, son of the Great King of Rainforest Biome and The Water Nation.” One step at a time into Lord Daemon’s room Captain Black Beard did. “And now, they call you the–” “Lord, Lord Daemon, God of all Cannibal Fire Eater.” Lord Daemon slowly approached the place where Captain Black Beard is standing.

“Look if that were the case, I would go find the dragons and say, this isn’t the sorceress you’re looking for.” Bryan smiles, “You are fighting against an evil emperor.” I pause for a moment and think, “Is the Dragon King evil? You never talk about him, no one does. I heard he got rid of the hunters and most of the vampires. Doesn’t that make him good?” Bryan shrugs, “He killed a lot of my friends. Have you forgotten that they killed your family?”

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

Letting go of the necklace, I wrapped my hand around his throat, giving it a sharp squeeze. Sin leaned back, his full lips swollen from my kisses. His silver eyes slitted, teeth were in sharp points. There was nothing human in the way that he looked at me. That was okay. I knew that if I looked over at the mirror above the dresser. My eyes would be the deep obsidian of my dragon.

For love, when true, defies the pyre, And dragons soar through hearts of fire. Let empires quake, let tyrants fall, The Dragon Thief shall heed the call. Skylar Once I made my decision that I wanted Ryuki to be my first, I was ready for it to happen. The problem was, Kythyr rose to mate. Then the hatchlings went through their second round of shedding their skin.

After reading what I did, I had to do everything I could to keep myself from dying. Even if I hated Cyran, that didn’t mean he wasn’t beneficial to the world. As the Dragon King, it was his responsibility to make sure that the balance was maintained, or at least as much as possible. Even I knew that he couldn’t put an end to all the bad Dragons in the world. It was also up to him to keep the Keeper of the Dragon Stone safe. Which is why his fated mate was the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. It isn’t a requirement for him to love or cherish her, as long as he protected her.

The young noble staggered back, tasting the blood in his mouth. Rei jumped in again and threw a barrage of slashes and thrusts with his dual daggers. Minos could barely see the young foreigner move, yet the big drow doesn't seem to be all bothered by him. Minos glanced back at Otheric, who is valiantly holding up his axe despite his obvious lack of chance. Both of them are trying to find a moment to step and swing their own attacks.

"The grandfather of the current King himself wrote this. He had befriended a charmer and as he got to know more about them, he wrote it all down in this book." Dragon charmers. A name given to the race of people who could tame the dragons. I had never seen them or even a dragon before because they didn't live in this Kingdom. They were just outside it, behind the north-eastern border. Dragons had always been the focus of the late night stories my father used to tell me when I was little. I was so fascinated by them and people who could bend them to their will and even now wondering that I might have to approach them, my eagerness was above the roof.