Drake The Snake Book Novels & Stories

His hand is warm, heavy. "You wanted a war?" he asks the room, but his eyes are on mine. "We take it to them." He turns back to Leon. "Gather everyone left," Drakon commands. "Load every gun. Fill every mag. We hit the docks now." "We're outnumbered," Leon says, looking at the dead prospect. "Then we fight harder." Drakon grabs a shotgun from the rack by the door. He racks it one-handed. "We cut the head off the snake," Drakon snarls. "And we burn the rest."

he continued as Micheal tried to blink his vision clear. “You useless old brute,” Micheal huffed, reaching out for a jug of water, pouring himself a glass, ”wait until I’m drunk in the brain before bringing up the most important issue,” he huffed, chugging down a jar of clear water, as Peanut chuckled, “Now all they see is two drunks talking,” he explained with a grin, eyes sparkling in mischief. Micheal shook his head, placing the empty jar, “what element?” Peanut remained silent, but his eyes studied him as Micheal froze, his large brain working past his drunken haze, swallowing as he leaned forward, “ Golden Dragons take centuries…” he trailed off.

“Is she the one?” Drake moved his head a little in response and without asking anything further the doctor left immediately to treat Emily. “Hey!” Doctor Snyder hushed, bringing Drake back to reality. “Fortunately her vitals are still normal, she is not even feverish, I don't think she will change into a werewolf.” “And what if she did?” Drake snapped at him and instantly regretted his outburst. Doctor smiled sympathetically towards him. “Drake you are not an ordinary dragon, you were a prince and a future drake king. Your powers can make a big change here.” He continued. “You can heal people from their venoms. You just need your powers back.

Ready to destroy. As the man came closer, now just a few feet away, Scarlet suddenly jumped to her feet. She stood there opposite him, and as she did, she let out a unearthly, horrific snarl. It was the anguished cry of a wild beast, caged for centuries, finally let loose. Her chains had finally been unbound.

I thought with a scornful look on my face. "I can't wait to control their feeble mind," Kendra, my dragon, said with an excited look. "For making fun of how I looked." This war had started years ago when I first accidentally found a book titled the first dragons. And then someone helped me to know more about the first dragons, and their history. Everything started with that first book. The book was buried deep in the depth of a library, and that was the only print, I had found out later. The fascination became obsession and the obsession became need.

My teeth clench, and I feel my body rock back and forth in an involuntary attempt to calm myself down. The thing is, I don’t know if I’m more upset that I’m being targeted or scared of the fucking snake. “There’s a snake in my dresser drawer.” His eyes go wide, “I’m sorry…a what?” “A snake with a rattle on its tail and pearly fangs it showed when it hissed and struck in my direction.” “Show me.” “Alright…this way.” We can hear the rattle from inside the closed drawer. Levi opens the drawer, prepared for the snake to strike. When it does, he slashes its head clean off.

She activatedthe spell causing the snake to attack. "Drake let back down" Bella said crying not sure of what might happen. " Leave, go !" Drake shouted and sprinted to the demon snake. The snake tossed him like he was a cat in the grass. he rolled countless times before stopping beside one of the trees. The snake pireced through his heart like a drill which kept entering into him until the snake's was nearer.This caused a big hole in his chest, he slumped on the ground and the snake vanished. "Let me take the glory of killing you" Lucy said walking slowly to him. Drake looked at her spilling blood from his nose, mouth, eyes and heart.

He goes into a relaxed stance but it's still stiff as a board. Drake looks at my bloody towel. "Please tell me you got something." I leaned against a bookshelf across from Drake's desk and cross my feet, still wiping my fingers. "Oh, I got something, but you're not going to like it." Drake leans back in his chair and rubs his forehead. "Report." He sighed. I put my hands down on the bookshelf. "It's the Dragons. Specifically, Karver." I glance between Drake and River.

Relieved that I had found a solution, I left the cluster and made my way to the castle, making my pray for the papyrus to remain gluing to its place. Much later, I have come a long way, and I do not hide that I am tired. Like a dragon, I may have the power of a hundred men, maybe more, but in human form, I am alone. The power of a man is all I have—my own strength as a Drake-man. I am at the finish line to reach the castle. I see it in front of me, but the dirt road slopes up, and the weight I carry, It feels like doubled weight since when I first caught it, I held it in my hands. But I will succeed. I do not give up easily. The sun is heating me without mercy, and all the effort is making m

Dray I stretch as I wake up the next morning. I go to lay my hand on my stomach, but it comes in contact with something warm and soft. I look down, and Ty is using me as a bed. Not that I mind. I look over and see Drake with a smile on his face. We had talked to dad about the whole idea of a pet for my little jewel, but he had no idea which animals wouldn’t run away as soon as we shifted in our dragons. Drake suggested that we ask Storm, so yesterday, after we removed all the bubble wrap from dads office, we trudged through the snow to his place. He told us that he had no idea. He called Haratio and told him what we wanted to do. Haratio thought it was a great idea, and he said that