Dragonslayer 2 Novels & Stories

"But I'm going to find out. And until I do, you belong to me." Saoirse’s hands curled into fists in the horse’s mane. She would play his game. She would be his mute, stupid servant. She was the Last Dragon. He was the Viper. And he had just invited his own destruction into his home.

“Marcel!” His head snapped towards mine as his claws dug into Shae’s neck, rivulets of blood already making their way downwards. “Wynter Grey, the slayer of dragons and hunter of vampires.” “You forgot to say something about the wolves and fae I’ve killed.” “I’m surprised you had the balls to come here, running away from Mintia like you did. You’re a coward Grey and I’ll relish in killing you!” “You can have me Marcel but you’ll need to let her go.”

She might not have been right in my eyes, but it didn't warrant an argument in the middle of a human settlement. "Let's not hash this out here where anyone can walk close enough to us to understand that this conversation shouldn't take place between two human girls," I instructed and walked towards where I spotted a boutique. Cyra walked with her arm tangled within mine but didn't comment. She was the Heir for the Ignis. The fire dragons. A few years younger than I am, with a tall slender frame and untameable red hair. By all accounts, she was stunning, but a very wild spirit to tame. Except when it came to her views on humans and dragons. Those were very rigid lines in her book and lines sh

The twisted metal and sharp shards bit into the flesh of his half-shifted claws, dripping black blood through his fingers. His gloating smile was dead. In its place was a bone-chilling darkness. His gaze locked onto me, his dark gold slitted eyes flashing with a dangerous red light. He looked like a massive dragon waiting to strike, ready to swallow its prey whole. Terrified, I shrank back behind Kaelen. "Get out." Kaelen's eyes instantly snapped into dragon slits, delivering a cold warning to his brother. "Why should I?" Cassian stood up slowly, word by word. "I'm your contracted mate too. I have every right to be here."

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

“Hold the Dragon.” The second Roger gave the order, two dragons came out of the sky. They weren’t as big as Sylvie, but they were strong and fast, and they moved like they knew exactly what they were doing. Before Sylvie could get in the air, they slammed into her from both sides. One clamped its jaws into her flank, the other pinned her wings to the ground. She roared and thrashed, but no matter how hard she fought, she couldn’t shake them off. I froze. Two dragons. He had control over two dragons. That shouldn’t even be possible.

Across one link. Then another. Then another. Emmy stood. Ignisvath rose beside her. They joined hands. Not because the magic demanded it. Because they chose to. The chain broke. The sound shook the Dragontooth Mountains. Xander roared. Caliana screamed. Dimitrius raised his staff. White fire erupted toward the ceiling. The broken chain fell. And from inside the First Flame— something stepped forward. A dragon. Not flesh. Not entirely. Made of white flame and black shadow.

she said, she sounded flustered herself, “I am so sorry, that wasn’t me,” “What do you mean, that wasn’t you?” I asked, “Then where the hell did it come from?” and then I heard the chuckles again. Two dragons slunk out of the shadows in front of me. One of the dragons was green scales with blue tips, and the second was blue scales with green tips. They walked in unison with each other, with such a graceful movement that it was hypnotic to watch them in action. “Oh Aria,” Jewels said. “Be careful with these two,” she warned. I saw a flicker in the eyes of the dragons.

The eyes of the two dragon statues at the end of the hall flashed with a strange glow, and two powerful dragon roars were heard. *Roar* Phantoms of two powerful dragons – one red, the other blue – descended upon Jake and John respectively. Once the dragons descended upon the twins, their unstableness of their auras was quickly rectified, and their strengths were solidified. The dragons danced around them a few more times before rushing into the dragons statues and disappearing. Once their auras were solidified the natural order located them and announced their presence. For two Nobles had been born, and they were the purest of Nobles.

Class: Dragon Sentinel Secondary class: Necrosmith Titles- Dragonslayer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Elemental Affinity- Death Level: 0/100 Exp:0 HP:5000 CON:500 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:500 DEX:100 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK: 225 STR:75 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 500 INT:100 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :62 AGI:62 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic). Advanced Stealth(Unique), Super Enhanced(Mystic), Calm down(U), Ultra- Amplify(Unique),Poison Mastery(Mystic), Acid Mastery(Mystic) ,Bioshift(Unique), Blinking Steps(Mystic), Time Shift(Unique),FireBall(Rare), Stealing Life(Disaster), Judgement Seal(Unique), Superior life(Disaster) , Advanced Heal