Dragons: Race To The Edge Villains Novels & Stories

I would be ready, and show no mercy when they revealed themselves at last. For if there was one weapon they could not defeat, it was a dragon with nothing left to lose. My vengeance would rain down fiery retribution upon all who would seek to destroy what little I had left. When cornered, even the most deadly creature fights with reckless abandon. And I was now more dangerous than ever before. Sage's POV I hurried away from the dungeons after Scar dismissed me, needing to get outside the suffocating halls. My heart clenched with remorse hearing Lena blamed as the prime suspect. If only I could tell them the truth! But I dared not reveal my role without proof of my motives.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

I reply firmly. “Well the Dragon race hasn’t forgiven the humans yet.” Raya the dragon represent states speaking up, “It is because of their humans and their connection with the phoenix that caused so many in our horde to die. Our numbers have never been the same. The dragon race does not trust any human, that includes our new Queen.” Raya responds spitting at her feet when she says the word Queen.

"This is the place from where the dragon elders used to look after the dragon race. This place was meant to be for people who have the powers and abilities to solve all the problems of the dragons. But the people who were given this responsibility became greedy and unjust. They tried to separate the dragons from the fairies. Both are my children. Both are my responsibility. I want them to live in harmony. But a few greedy people tried to make the two races go against each other. That's why i had to step in and change their rule. You three are the new dragon elders, who are also the protectors of your queens, who are born with fairy genes in them. This is my way to choose rulers who would giv

The battlefield of the Shattered Vale roared with chaos. Ash swirled like snow through the molten air, fire and shadow clashing in brutal waves. Soldiers screamed, magic crackled, and monstrous beasts tore through ranks. Yet at the heart of it, two figures moved as one: Verath Dravenor, Dragon King of Ashenrealm, and Elara Nightvale, healer and forbidden magic wielder.

An accident where a moon dragon needs to fly and grows wings like an air dragon or a fire breaks out and a water dragon needs more than water to douse the flames. These dragons are special. But also the most dangerous. "Why is Carnelia at risk?" Thalan is looking over the sleepers now, connecting through his mental link, using the skypaste as a medium for communication. "I sensed something in her last time we connected, but it is hard to tell if it is true. She's possibly just a very powerful sun dragon, or, she's something else entirely. That's the thing," he looks me in the eye. "Her father was a shadow drake, like the original father, very rare. There is a touch of shadow in the Daax line

"I’ll lead them back, but you have to keep your promise too." Rozi, with tears welling up in her eyes, said, "I assure you, though I’m a member of the Abioyes, I only kill evil dragons." "You’re from the Abioye family?" Dracheon exclaimed in shock, "In that case, I can’t let you go. All three hundred and five dragons from the Dagahras died at the hands of the Abioyes. Only three of us brothers are left. Revenge is ours to claim." Dracheon lunged at Rozi, ready to fight to the death, completely forgetting the earlier agreement.

I said, "Better get ready." That was when we heard Adam's warriors trying to sneak up on us. The dragons reported that the vampires were trying to surround us. We have ten dragons, on the ground, waiting for them. Vampire speed is faster than a normal werewolf's, but not necessarily an Alpha's, and definitely not faster than any kind of dragon. The dragons were on the edge of the wood line. They disguised themselves as boulders until the vampires were right on them. That was when they stood and started blowing fire directly on them. It didn't take long before they started defending themselves against this by trying to control their minds.

Derek, having studied the dragon's behavior, shared his knowledge of the creature's vulnerabilities. Marcus, his wounds still fresh, channeled the rage within him, focusing his werewolf strength. With their plan in place, the trio launched their assault once again. Edna chanted the ancient spell, invoking the forces of nature to bind the dragon's wings, rendering it temporarily flightless. Derek seized the opportunity, striking with calculated precision, targeting the creature's vulnerable joints and causing it to falter. But the dragon fought back, unleashing its fury in a final attempt to overpower its adversaries. Its massive tail thrashed, narrowly missing Edna as she rolled away. The gr

“In Akyaka’s realm of olden days, a dragon’s tale in twilight haze, From fiery mountain’s hidden space, an egg was stolen, a daring chase. Molten lava, wild and bold, birthed a dragon, stories told. Burning flesh, a bone dragon formed, crawling up, its wings adorned. Evil, born in shadows’ birth, in quest of kin, it roams the earth. Devouring souls, a desperate cry, villagers succumb, beneath the sky. A warrior bold, on fiery steed, with a horse of valor, matching speed.