Dragons Boneknapper Novels & Stories

The zombies and skeletons advanced behind the bone dragons. “Fall back! Regroup!” A general on the field ordered his soldiers. The soldiers followed his order and fell back. Most of the Hunters also joined in their retreat. Some of the Hunters intercepted the dragons and held them back. Bone dragons were S class monsters. By theory, it would take a Champion ranked Hunter to take them down or several of the mid ranks. These Hunters braved the odds and fought against the dragons. Sean wanted to help them, but he had his hands full with fighting the supreme lich warrior. Sean and the lich were exchanging attacks. He used his large bell as a bludgeoning weapon, which was the most effective again

Freja made her way to the Blacksmith, Zarek in tow. She had spotted a beautiful dagger set upon one of the shelves where the Blacksmith had placed ready to sell items. The blade was slender but wide enough to be of use, the handle being carved bone with a jewel inlaid at the top. Lovely swirls has been carved into the bone, each coming together to form the shape of a simplistic dragon. Ignoring the ache in her feet she almost ran to pick up the item before another did. “Wow, this is fine craftsmanship. What do you want it for?” She asked the Smithy, the soot covered balding man behind the anvil.

Taria's screams of terror filled her ears along with the growls of the skeletons that had her pinned to the ground. They were fast with their attack and as Belladonna tried to pull her away from the living bones, she got her own dose of attack too. Bony hands pulled at her from all sides, shredding her gown and digging into her skin, the strength behind their attack, knocking her to her feet while she pulled the bag that housed the dragon stone closer to her in a desperate struggle not to lose it, tight like her life depended on it, because at that moment, it did.

One moonlit night, as Sable rested by a crackling campfire, a flicker of movement caught her attention from the corners of her eyes . She turned her head sharply, her senses heightened, and caught sight of a pair of glowing amber eyes peering at her from the underbrush. A shiver ran down her spine as she recognized the presence of a Dragonkin, a creature known for its stealth and cunning. "Who's there?" Sable called out, her voice steady despite the unease bubbling within her. The figure emerged slowly, revealing itself to be a young Dragonkin with scales as dark as midnight. Its snakelike tail swished back and forth, reflecting the glimmers of moonlight that filtered through the dense canop

“Who said I needed an army?” Thunder cracked behind him. A fissure split open in the ice—long, black, deep. The Bone Crown pulsed once, dripping with dark light. Then something crawled out. Not a giant. Not a soldier. A figure. Tall. Cloaked. Bare-boned hands dragging chains behind it across the snow. Its skull was crowned with broken antler-like horns, its ribs hollow and glowing with violet fire. Malachai’s breath hitched. “A Bone Warden.”

GRAAOOOORRRRR… “Ugh! At this rate, I might lose first—my points aren’t enough to enter the arena yet. No! I can’t lose yet—Bone Sword, appear!” A sword resembling a bone materialized before the second prince. With that sword, he launched an attack at the beast in front of him. BOOOOOMMM.. BOOOOOMMM.. “A thousand bones destroy the heavens!” The second prince shouted, unleashing his powerful technique to try to destroy the dragon bear beast in front of him.

Bone Knight Level: 150 Health: 13000 Mana: 1500/1500 Attack: 400 Defense: 300 Speed: 45 [Skills: Bone Wall, Soul Siphon, Bone Storm, Death's Embrace: (Passive) Mortifer's presence weakens enemies, reducing their attack and defence by 10%. Improved Bone Armor, Improved Bone Shield, Improved Bone Spear, Undead Fortitude, Bone Wall, Bone Prison, Command Undead, Summon BoneStalker] [Buffs: Unbreakable Will: Immune to fear and charm effects.]

He felt himself stumble back dark gaze falling on claws large enough to rip him apart and took another step back his chin high. ‘’State the reason for your presence.’’ The joker in him wanted to disclose the birds and the bees talk but dragons weren’t particularly known for vibrant personalities and sense of humor so he opts to ride with the truth. ‘’I come to Lord Donald. Leader of the Dragon Clan Sanctuary and have come to deliver a message from the Chicago Security Elementals Commander.’’

Daniel grabs the butcher by the hair, pushing his face into the wooden table. "I suggest you start addressing your king with some respect." Daniels's voice is gruff, coming out almost animalistic. Looking closely at him, I see a glow to his eyes that I have never seen before. Rage is coming off him in waves. I study his demeanor for a moment before it hits me, the glow in his eyes is just like that of a raging dragon. Dragons when upset their eyes take on a deep glow.

At least not yet. "So how do you know all this? There are no books in history that cover blood dragons, so I find it suspicious that you are so well informed." I offered as my response. A grin spread across his face, his eyes lighting up. "Silly. I thought you of all people would have put it together by now. You are normally so preceptive but I guess since this is your first time being exposed to the truth I will let it slide. We are dragons of course. We belong to the Dark Dragon clan. I am Crown Prince Drake Bane. This is my little and only brother Argus Bane." So they are Dragons as well. I guess that would make sense. "We keep the secret of the Blood Dragon's a secret for a very good rea