Dragons Boneknapper Novels & Stories

It seemed like he had already accepted that it would happen. “All unbonded dragonkin, male and female, between the ages of seventeen and twenty-five have been called up to the Dragon King’s training grounds in Romania.” Anger reverberated from his voice and I could feel the tension mounting. “I’ll keep her safe Dad. Even if it makes me a traitor. The Dragon King won’t get her.” “I know.” Ryder squeezed my shoulder and left the kitchen as my destiny was set in motion.

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

Above the collar of his dark dress shirt, I could see tattoos of strange dark runes peaking out along his pale skin. The man beside him had shaggy chocolate brown hair that curled slightly at the ends. A red and plaid shirt stretched tightly over his broad shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who he was. My throat tightened and my heart raced in my chest. What was my boss from Moonlight doing in a dragon’s lair? Lucian let out a low growl and I knew that he was feeling my panic. Drake shifted on the couch, slowly turning to face me. His eyes widened and I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

The mixture seeped into the bone and vanished quickly. Felix picked up the bone with a slight smile. "Hah! Let's see if you can spot the difference." Aiden had surely never seen a real Dragonspine. With Felix's blood infused into it, the bone now carried a special energy that was very similar to the original. Even Felix would have trouble telling them apart without holding them. … When his doorbell rang early the next morning, Asher and Aiden were standing outside. Soon, Felix came out and tossed them the bone. "Take it and get lost. I never wanted Victor's stuff anyway. Don't bother me again."

I would come back to him. Julian rose to his feet, swaying. He stumbled to the corner and wrapped both hands around the heavy steel pipe. He closed his eyes. All he could see was me carrying him through the rain. He clenched his jaw, raised the pipe high above his head, and swung it down with every ounce of strength left in his body -- straight into his own left kneecap. *CRACK.* The sickening, brittle snap of shattering bone echoed through the tiny basement. Blinding pain ripped through his entire body. His kneecap was smashed to pieces. His lower leg twisted at a grotesque, unnatural angle.

“Then we don’t rewrite. We remember. And we fight.” But something stirred behind the light. A second figure stepped out—tall, lean, robed in lunar black. Eyes like shattered stars. The Bone Seer. He smiled. “Good,” he said. “Then bleed for it.” I stepped in front of Morwenna, my blade already singing free of its sheath. The Bone Seer didn’t flinch. He watched us like we were a puzzle already solved. “Your daughter showed me everything,” he said, voice slick with certainty. “The fall. The crown. The fire.”

The blood bone was strange, so he had better be careful to avoid failure. The next moment, dragon roars sounded inside his body. His fists turned like amethyst and grabbed at the blood bone that shot toward him. With Clangs, sparks flew everywhere. Chu Xun was shocked. The blood energy from the blood bone had exploded because of his grip, but the bone escaped.

I gasped at the grand dragon’s full body skeletal model, which was ceiling-high. “It’s real, meow,” Zosha said. “There is a first year ritual where the first-year students try to steal a bone from this dragon’s skeleton. Dragons, from their blood to bones, have outstanding healing properties. They are known as the healer of all healers. But even after their death, it’s almost impossible to steal their healing abilities without their permission. So no one has ever been able to steal even a small bone from this dragon’s frame.” “Woah… that’s… woah…” I mumbled, failing to believe my own eyes.

He came like a storm walking on two legs. Not for love. Not for power. But for vengeance. Not the seething, silent kind that waits in the shadows. No—this was fire vengeance. Screaming vengeance. The kind of wrath that could birth legends or burn worlds to ash, and didn’t care which came first. Victor crossed the Hollowborn border with no crown and no sigil. Only bone. Bone armor lashed to his chest with the tendons of traitors. Bone claws that scraped against stone when he walked. Bone wolves at his heels—half-spirit, half-skin, stitched together from nightmares and the dead.

She screamed and hid behind him when she saw us. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Big Boss exclaimed looking back and forth on us. I take a good look at him. He looks like the same age as me. “It’s not for you to know.” Black Dragon answered pointing his gun to him. I gripped my own gun, ready to use it if needed. Big Boss is about to move while the woman positioned to run. Black Dragon spoke. “Move even an inch and I’ll blow your heads simultaneously.” His voice sounded cold and emotionless. I looked at him and was startled to see his face expressionless. He looked like a professional cold blooded killer. Big Boss and the woman froze. Black Dragon turned to the woman.