Dragón Ball Novels & Stories

Right now, it was down to Oz to finish with the last 2 rings in the air. Liam threw the ball up as hard as he could. Both dragons raced down to grab it, but the south's dragon was faster, being one of the wingless dragons like Nova. I've noticed they fly faster, but are weaker physically than the winged one. He slithered away towards their last ring. They were currently ahead by one point. If we're lucky and neither of our last two rings give us negatives, we should win. Of course, if the south doesn't get the ball through their ring first.

The light that shot out from his chest then turned into a bright red ball. “Your turn, Draco. Change your form into a dragon and accept Jergintarth's memory," said Edmund guiding. Draco's body floated in the air, and there was a veil of fog covering his body. When the mist cleared, Draco had transformed into a Black Dragon in the room. Draco moved closer to the red ball of light floating in the air. He touched his forehead to the ball of light. The ball glowed and then entered Draco's forehead.

A large ball of light gathered before her. So overwhelming was this ball of light that the sun that stood within the sky was submerged by this light, and the rain that fell was forced to come to a standstill. It swallowed the flames of the dragon and caused its wings to become weighty. Seeing that ball of light, the dragon’s eyes opened widely in surprise, and its breath became laboured. Without any hesitation it opened its maws wide and gathered as much fire power as it could.

Just before Litiana threw her spear at Felen, several clumps of red balls formed around the spear. Right after Litiana unleashed the first attack, Felen ordered the baby black dragon to attack Litiana with full force. The spear was restrained by the strong barrier surrounding Felen's body, along with the clump of red balls that only managed to hit the protective wall the baby dragon had made. It broke with a loud thud that made the floor shake like an earthquake. Felen wasn't hurt in the slightest. In contrast to Litiana who was seriously injured because she only focused on attack rather than defense.

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

But I wouldn’t change it all the same. “Little bird, you’re mine.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple. And I knew that he was right. I could feel it with everything in me. I belonged to the dragons. The End

The dragon stopped briefly but then went on to open its large jaws revealing long sharp teeth. Dragomir for the life of him could not recognize this dragon and he blamed his short memory, he tried another angle immediately. ‘I’m Dragomir, Prince Dragomir’ The dragon stopped again, Dragomir could see the balls of fire swivelling in his mouth. There was a loud cry which was Raisel’s voice. That was the only sound in the room, everyone else was in still silence. The small crowd that had gathered watched the spectacle with disbelieving eyes.

He’d been watching intently, almost with a human mind. The three heads waved around and snaked in the air while the big scaly beast-balls tightened up. The dragon worked its own rod in circular motions, pumping it, and with one furious growl it shot its load, spurting his thick dragon-spunk again, all over the pair, soaking them in his goo. They got completely covered.

Logan couldn't be bothered—he charged toward his enemy instantly and swung his sword. "Die!" Saint Dragon produced a black-and-white jade orb circled by two energy dragons from his sleeve pocket. Someone's expression changed drastically at the sight of the orb. "Oh no! That's a Reverse Thunderbomb! It's rumored that making one orb can take up to a century. A single orb can destroy a whole country!" However, it was too late. Saint Dragon had already launched his attack.

It didn’t seem remotely connected to anything in her life or even within the bounds of her knowledge. This time, the story had proceeded even further than before. On Alcatraz, Leah and her friends had been attacked by a giant lava dragon from the other world—a balrog, Kai had called it. Leesa recognized the word from The Lord of The Rings books. At the last moment, Leah’s power had finally appeared—she had absorbed the dragon’s fire and turned it back upon the beast, slaying it. The monster’s belly had been filled with eggs, which the soldiers had destroyed. Had the eggs been allowed to hatch, lava dragons would have overrun Earth.