Dragonlord Placidusax Prime Novels & Stories

Apparently Rodrigar has a skill to duplicate his body into several copies, and this dragon is Rodrigar’s duplicated self. Rodrigar shot me a side glance. “It’s Clairmont. I thought I’ve told you before.” I fluttered my eyes a bit. “Clairmont? As in, Clairmont Rodrigar?” Rodrigar nodded. My God. Clairmont Rodrigar, golden eyes with a slight tinge of red, bronze skin, and a dragon. Why didn’t I think about this before? In the novel there’s only one person who holds the name Clairmont Rodrogar, and he is Rodrigar the halberdier of Chaos.

Destiny shivered, but before the stinking merchant could reach his chubby dirty hands across the desk, Calder raised one hand and the relatively gray skinned creature shot across the hut until he smashed into the wall and as the older spectrul flicked his wrist the now screaming salesman’s body slammed into the roof of his establishment and Calder snapped his wrist one more time, making a strange motion with his fingers before the still sobbing merchant fell to the floor and then tumbled back across the floor until he lay at Destiny’s feet. Calder calmly placed the books and boxes he held on the floor and floated over the top of the sniveling shop owner, “our young miss is the charge of the

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

A water serpent would become a dragon if it caught the dragons pearl falling from heaven. If he would clutch an orb known as dragon pearl, which is said to grant it's bearer omnipotence. Only a dragon with four claws could possess an orb and lesser three-clawed dragons lacked the opposable thumb to hold onto it. If only he could get it he would have the ability to create things, making him a higher creature compared to Fox and wolves who were considered lesser entities.

“As you both know, I am a Magnus, and with being a Magnus, I can sometimes use the power of a dragon to aid me in combat. The reason why I seem like I zone out, is because he talks to me inside my head, it can get very distracting at times. But as you have both also seen, the strain of my body also becomes too much the more I use.” “Hearing voices isn’t a good sign, even here Rex” Lizz chuckled raising an eyebrow. She believed him about the dragon part, they had seen it firsthand with Balrog. “So what other dragon skills can you use?” “I don’t know, I’m working it out as I go.” Rex shrugged, that part was truth. “Dragon share body with prince, no wonder so strong.” Charr laughed, “I help you

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Muse was dumbfounded, blinking blankly. "Peace be with you! I've come to meet you!" Lux stepped forward with a chain of beads in hand, his skin aglow with golden radiance. On his left, flames lit up in Destin's eyes. His black hair stood up as he flared, unleashing his aura. At the far right, Domitor Laxam of the Orbis Cult was already on the move—two dragons made up of psychokinetic energy circled around his hands as they roared.

Frejya’s POV “Don’t be mindful of him girl, Drogo and Rex are like two peas in a pond. You would think he is married to his dragon. My name is Adam” He stretched his hands to me. “Cousin to the prince. I am sure you already know his name. And you are?” The dragon prince's cousin said behind my ear as we watched Rex walk away from the rest of us. The way he walked oozed royalty, like the ground he walked was grateful.

I said. “Probably here to laugh at you some more,” Felix said. “Let’s see how much they’re laughing when they see Echo,” I said. “I still can’t wrap my head around it, your family’s defeating all the odds of dragonkin,” he said. “Just because my dad had twins?” I asked him. “Well it started when he got the first gray dragon, then the twins, your refusal to die in combat, having the King’s ear and now your son has merged at the age of five. Come on Ryder, even you have to admit that’s pretty impressive,” he said.

"I hate it when you do that." "Do what?" "The hmm thing. Like you know something," he replied. "Just spit it out." Katarina held her hands up in surrender. "Fine. Fine. As you know, Hoards are a…special place for dragons." "Clearly," Thane retorted. "I should have told you this, but in all fairness, I didn't think you'd take her there. Dragons feel the desire to mate when they're surrounded by their hoard. Especially when your mate is marked." Katarina looked back and forth between us, beating around the bush and hoping we'd get the hint.