Dragonlord Placidusax Prime Novels & Stories

He replied. “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, feeling defensive and angry towards this man. “Ever liked dragons?” He asked, completely ignoring my question. “What has my likings, anything to do with this?!” I raised my voice at the ignorance he gave me. “It has everything to do with it.” He retorted back. “Excuse me?” “You, little human, belong in my realm now. You’re my mate.” He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.”

Alfi said awkwardly. “Well, it’s a 2 in 1 dragon. the light head on the right is Dora. He is a cheerful wind dragon, and the dark head on the left is Duo. He is a vicious thunder dragon.” Arz explained. “When Varz was born, Dora agreed to give Varz his power, but Duo didn’t. As they are 2 in 1 dragon, Varz couldn’t use his power to the fullest and make them his Ribo.” Arz added. “So, that’s why I can manipulate wind, eh?” Varz asked.

18 dragons took form around him and began circling the sky, roaring in the bliss of being set free. Azure Dragon Elder got his name from his talent. Azure Dragon Deathmatch, 18 Dragons lived in his body, they were all mana with a pseudo-conciousness attached. The dragons knew who their enemy was and went after her the moment they came into the world. Verra was locked in close combat with Milton while the dragons were owning in on her. She used the liquid lighting as a coating for her gauntlets and armor. Every time she clashed with Milton's axe or gave a blow to his body, the lightning would numb his skin or the electricity would travel up his axe and numb his hand. A bit of numbness could n

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

“Purple, ladies. It’s purple.” The color of royalty. I swallow nervously at the amethyst bracelet adorned around my wrist. The trinket hanging around my neck is of a black dragon, with small citrine stones for eyes. yet as Maren reaches for the leather strap of my pendant, my hand graps hers gently. “this stays, please.” Maren doesn’t argue, opting instead to brush hair from my face and direct my gaze to the mirror. My mouth falls open on a gasp.

**Blood Rain** layers on top—corrosive violet downpour. The Court rides with me. Seras sunrise-nukes the skull swarm. Lucian dragonfire melts the bone constructs. Kayo’s tails guillotine the lesser lords. Rowan erases timelines with a word. Nerida eats the void leaks. Remy and I tandem the boss. I **Crimson Forge** blood armor around us. He coyote-gold claws the echo’s face. I speak Line 777—contract void. The echo screams. I finish with **Sanguine Eclipse**.

When he was done his purple jewel-like eyes glowed at us, his mouth opened and I saw sharp teeth. He was in the sky high above us, his great wing beating into the air, taking him higher before I was ready. Marcus moved forward, he looked over his shoulder at me one last time before his the same sounds filled the room. The dragon that crouched before me was far bigger than both Louis and Nash. Marcus’ scaly skin was pitch black and looked rough to the touch, he turned around slowly and I was met with deep obsidian eyes. Eyes that even in his other form were sad.

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren

"He was Lucky Potent, and as far as I could tell, he had to be at least a few hundred years old." Amelia corrected, "Not just that, he was a Primeval Divine Beast, Azure Dragon." Azure Dragon: ...Just had my identity exposed like that, kinda out of nowhere... Cloudwalker's face kept changing. He took a deep breath, then walked behind Azure Dragon and came around to the front: "So you're that Azure Dragon who gets a big boost in cultivation no matter which mountain you go to?" Amelia didn't know about this. She turned to the boy and asked, "You can do that too?"

[Primus] The pale drakaina on the other side of the mirror blinks slowly at Orion, her movements delayed and her image shaking, as if it were cast in sand. She’s pale, like a moon dragon with the same dark hair and eyes, with a iridescent scale pattern along her ears, eyes, and horns that looks like nothing I’ve ever seen before. Her features, in our more typical bipedal form, are almost human soft, with full cheeks and soft rosy lips. If it weren’t for the perfection of her more draconic features and the spark of power behind her gaze, I’d make the mistake of thinking she is weak–one of the lesser hybrids with too much humanity bred into them.