Dragonlord Placidusax Prime Novels & Stories

Just accumulated power of thousands of dragons compressed into vaguely humanoid shape. "Dear god," Selene whispers. "There's nothing left of the original being. Just the absorbed essences." "Then we separate them all!" Meredith increases output. "Force every stolen essence out!" The spell strains. Cracks appear in Prime's form. Voices start screaming. Thousands of voices. Every dragon Prime ever killed, trying to break free. "No!" Prime roars. Their form destabilizes. "You cannot—this is—" The other Shadow Council members try to help Prime. But Leanora's fighters keep them busy.

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

he grumbled. [Of course, you're almost a full-blown Dragon now even though not pure dragon since you're a transformed one but meh good enough for me because only the people know the old you can tell you're not a dragon from the start, and you just awaken your "Aura" congratz partner!! And before you ask "Aura" are unique because only dragons can awaken them and its very rare, if you ask me how rare it is well you can see from the millions of dragon from the past only 6 have to awaken them and they are The great red, Ophis, Me, Albion, Tiamat, and Tannin even then it's different from each dragon, Great red for having the strongest "Aura" and Tannin being the weakest now you are the 7th...

Howard never saw Mister Orpwood praising someone so much, so it was unbelievable. "Fletcher, what's going on?" Snapping out of it, Howard asked in confusion. "Howard, I told you that Mister Wolf is special. He works for the Dragon Corps as well and is a Platinum Dragon Guard! When we worked with the Dragon Guards from the southern region to take the Poisonwielder down, he was the one who saved us all and took the Poisonwielder down on his own," Fletcher explained.

Among the Six, he's the only one who doesn't seem uptight like the rest of them. For the rest of my stay in the hospital, I keep receiving visits from Landon and Dakota's family as well. I have gathered information about my mission. Apparently, I am to find the seals. Moreso, I can only do that if I stick to a particular person who bears the name, Dashiell Gryphon. According to Landon, he's a dragon Lord who wants to use the seals for evil purposes. To worsen it all, he's the jerk who had murdered me. I'm willing to do my best. ..

Zadicus trailed off, trying to comprehend, launching a far away attack to stop this but it absorbed his attack. A screech of an incredibly high decibel came, appalling not only Zadicus but everyone at Aziel. Breaking that crack further, A sapphire dragon with pitch black patterns emerged. It had a sapphire over its head, shining brightly, coming out the crack, releasing another screech. “What the-” Zadicus couldn’t believe they had to deal with another dragon in order to stop further destruction. “My most favorite one, Sapphire Lynix. The consumer of magic.” Katastrofi enunciated, holding his hand out towards his greatest creation for all of them to behold and fear it.

Dracon smiled as he clasped his brothers hand in his “She is a feisty one….She took out Jacobi all by herself…he was one of my best…too bad..” He shrugged as he took a seat near the table. Anatoly sat down as well and looked at his brother “How did she do that?” Dracon smiled as he replied “She is a special wolf…there was a purple mist that forced him to shift and then ended his life…she is a white wolf with golden and purple spirals…they were glowing when she did that..and so were her eyes….but they are different…they glow gold purple and blue all at once…that is odd is it not?”

Darryl smiled calmly and said, "I'm the Royal Master, the Nine Heaven Sage, and the Dragon Lord of the Divine Dragon Clan. My name is Darryl Darby." His voice was not loud, but it sounded as loud as thunder to the dragon. 'Royal Master… Nine Heaven Sage… Dragon Lord…' Any of those identities were extremely noble and supreme. Yet, the man was all those. A second later, the scaled dragon reacted and quickly landed. It bowed and spoke respectfully, "Sir Darryl, please forgive me for my rudeness." It panicked in fear that its heart nearly jumped out of its chest. It did not doubt Darryl because it could sense the Red Lotus Fayette in the man. And what was Red Lotus Fayette? A treasure that only

Bianca’s voice came back in pieces… “Diyorza.” The one Red Dragon had sent away and banned from ever returning to his island. Yet she still walks the Durango headquarters like she owns the air. Same face. Same body. Same cold certainty in her eyes. She walked a slow circle around him, hips rolling. A large strap-on hung on her waist, pink, eleven inches. One hand rested on the strap-on already slick and thick between her thighs. When she stopped in front of him, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back so hard his throat stretched.

“My apologies on Drake’s behalf. We meant no offense. He’s just on edge since our mates have gone to help their sister prepare for the upcoming birth of her offspring.” Lucian’s hand moved down my back, resting between my shoulder blades. A longing filled me that wasn’t my own. “I can understand the worry. Is she a shifter as well?” he asked. “Succubus and dragon, though her dragon has yet to wake.” “My congratulations on the new additions. I hope her dragon wakes soon after her offspring's birth.” Lucian said and I felt some of the tension leave him. The longing was still there. He wanted that, longed for it with every part of his being.