Dragonslayer 2 Novels & Stories

They were gliding through the sky and the smaller one widened her eyes as she touched the surface of the grass and then rolled forward as she stumbled and fell. “Oops!” she said loudly and stood up straight as she folded her wings behind her back. “Abeloth,” the bigger one said and bowed her head. “Scylla,” Abeloth said and inhaled her scent deeply. “Abigail,” Scylla said and dove into her with a force that set Abigail down on the grass. Abigail screamed as she merged with her dragon. “Mine … where’s mine?” the smaller dragon asked as she looked around. “Shae!” she yelled excitedly and bounded towards Shae.

Rori looked around for Destiny and Andy, but she could no longer find them, looking around frantically she heard the blood-curdling roar again and as she rose to her feet, she heard the large glass wall behind her shatter as a magnificently dark red scales and wings came crashing through the wall. Rori shielded her eyes but screamed as soon as she felt a heavy weight grip her around the waist. As she moved her hands to fight the foreign assailant she heard the unmistakable rumble of Murdok’s voice. “Rori,” was the only word he spoke, and as Rori’s eyes traveled from the gigantic black and red scaled claw wrapped around her up the muscular appendage until she stopped at the most magnificent a

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

"You've improved." I blinked. "Really?" "Yes." His gaze moved over me. "Your balance is better." Before I could argue further, a very big shadow swept across the courtyard. I immediately lifted my eyes to the sky and saw two dragons soaring above Volkar. Their enormous wings stretched across the sky as they circled the fortress. My breath seized. It didn't matter how many times I saw them. The sight was always breathtaking. Sarah stopped beside me. "Creator." Mina followed my gaze. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that."

"This is..." He opened it revealing the white yeouiju. "Unfortunately, unlike your curses, this one is different. The soul of the White dragon is split in two. They both reincarnate into what we call Ignorance and Avoidance. Ignorance is the girl over there as she represents the part of the original white dragon who wishes to run away from reality. Avoidance is the part that represents the original white dragon who wishes to escape from emotion. We have no intentions of using her as a weapon, let alone fight until we find Avoidance." he said. "Who gave this to you?"

Multiple sources of power clashing, colliding, tearing at each other with lethal intent. And in the center of it all were two dragons. One had scales the color of fresh blood, gleaming in the firelight. It hovered in the air with wings spread wide, radiating power and authority. The other dragon's scales were obsidian that caught the light when it moved. It was wounded badly, blood streaming from multiple gashes across its body. Its movements were sluggish, defensive rather than offensive. Zavian recognized the dragon instantly. It was one of the two dragons that had broken through his realm's barriers in that alternate reality. One of the biological siblings he'd never known existed until t

“If you cannot claim your dragon in the way our laws have prescribed, I’d say that you aren’t worthy of them. But that’s why we’re here, isn’t it. We need to come to some sort of agreement about how dragons will be claimed.” “I don’t see that there’s anything more to discuss here,” Ilvisar snarls, glaring at Kenna. He obviously didn't know that his son and half his troupe had been incinerated. “Careful, Ilvisar,” I say, my voice becoming icy. “You already have two fire dragons, one earth dragon, and a royal elf who are angry with you. I would suggest that you not add more fuel to that fire. I doubt you’d survive it. Aratan didn’t,” I say.

“Cayd and Madelyn would be so happy to know that the prophecy of The Return of the Dragons, has finally come into being.” “They started it all, my love. Without them, dragons would never have returned to the skies.” **This is the end of Book Seven. The Guardian’s Next Generation will continue in Reagan’s book, Savage.

He examined the engraving. “No.” I looked. The dragon wasn’t like Nicholas’s personal symbols. It had two heads. Wings spread. A crown between them. Lydia leaned closer. “That’s not a dragon.” “What?” I asked. She pointed. “Look at the tails.” Two bodies. Intertwined. Not one creature. Two. “Twins,” I whispered. Lydia looked at me. The room went silent again. Chase frowned. “I never noticed.” Nicholas turned the key.

She needed an uninterrupted line of sight for that spell to work. So she resigned herself to another spell, the last spell she learned from The Tower, before she returned home. Cassana waved her arms and with another incantation, the broken glasses on the floor rose up and coalesced right above her, forming the shape of a serpent. She pointed her staff towards the misty mass in front of her and the glass serpent lurched towards it. If she was lucky, one of the thousand fragments of glass would find its way on the drow's neck and slice it open, ending her life right there.