Drake The Snake Book Novels & Stories

Selena and Alex took cover. "The book is mine." He yelled and a golden book raised from the corner of the room. The girl rose from where she hid, face holding surprises. Alex tried to move in the windy room, trying to get back the book but the force was too strong for him to fight back. The book finally landed in Drake's hand and he let out a sinister laugh. "Victory is mine!" He thundered and as the wind died down, he could no longer be found. Calm was restored in the room but what Selena was worried about was the girl. She ran towards her, holding her arms.

The snakes were no bigger than worms, some of them had become victims. "Destroyer..." Drake muttered. Something flashed in his head. "I'll eat it!" cried Drake suddenly. "What?" asked the forest elf leader. “I will eat the liver. Dragons are heart-eaters of any creature!” cried Drake. “But, Your Majesty. That heart can kill you from within!” cried a dragon. 'Or worse, it could make a huge explosion. For there is fire within you, Drake' cried Alarick. "There is no more time. I will do it!" cried Drake.

I hoped Sarah was okay because the whole pack knew by now that she'd been evacuated twice in two days and that Viktor was hunting her and the stress of that on top of being pregnant had to be wearing her down. Drake appeared at the edge of the clearing with his beta and two other wolves I didn't recognize and the temperature seemed to drop about ten degrees because Drake had that effect on people where just his presence made you want to submit or run. He was bigger than I remembered with broad shoulders and arms covered in scars that looked like they came from fights he'd won and he moved with the kind of confidence that came from never losing. "Cain," Drake called out and his voice carried

Chapter 46: Flames of War Chaos exploded around us before I could even catch my breath. Draven’s cock was still buried deep inside me, thick and pulsing from his latest load, when the first dragon roar shook the walls of my childhood home. The ground trembled. Glass shattered somewhere in the kitchen. My mother screamed and Kael dove under the table like the coward he was.

Drezic growled. “He’s not eating properly. The doc says he is dehydrated and starving himself. Ben was given strict instructions on making him eat. Or he will be in the hospital again.” Brandon told him. “The doc knows him and says he will inform all dragons out there to help look for the golden dragon. Hopefully we can find someone that looks like the gold dragon and lure him back here with them.” “Gold is rare. The closest is yellow but Asrar wont be that dumb.” Drezic said as he ran his fingers through his hair. “We just need a bit more time.”

“My mother? I guess she passed on more than her good heart.” “I’m the Onyx Snake of Death, you think this venom is enough to kill me? You’re naïve,” he spits. His tail whips out, catching me around the throat, gripping me so tightly, that I feel like my eyes will pop out of my skull. Black spots dance along my vision quickly, and I feel my head become heavy. I try to slow down my breathing so I can get enough oxygen to not pass out and reach my tail out wrapping it around his neck as tight as I can.

to destroy more always leads . Suddenly , on Drake's signal , Dylan aimed at the head of the killer and fired three simultaneous shots taking them one after another with the help of the accurate angle their fully armoured body fell down altering their counterparts . Stay close everybody yelled their group leader . With a sudden thud another one fell down with Dylan and james were aiming at their heads with their weapons making sure to hit it at such a place where the armour was not covering . Drake smiled as he saw the terrified looks on their faces . So much to take the lion in the den he thought . Few minutes pass by everyone was silent one commotion was there from either sides but the *c

The thought that their lives were so small and insignificant in comparison to the grandeur of the world they had never seen, made him thankful for the humble way they lived. The rays of sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick canopy of leaves, leaving the path shrouded in darkness. The trek to the meadow would take less than two hours on a good day like today, and the journey would lead him up steep whined cliffs and across raging creeks, but it was nothing that Caleb hadn’t perfected over the years. As he neared a clearing, the crisp snapping of a twig pierced the atmosphere, halting him where he stood. Caleb instinctively reached for his bow, slowly pulling it over his head. Fingers graz

He frowns slightly. “I have only ever heard of something like it. The stories of the past say it is the sign of the true ruler… They say the very first Dragon was born with a gold crown engraved into his forehead. I thought it was a fable… a myth, but we are proof that it is not a myth,” Agnarr says, brushing his fingers across my forehead. “Also, I think it suited you perfectly. Yet another sign that you are all I need and I was right in making you the Drækaari.” His face becomes serious and I tilt my head.

He hit the door several times, but it wouldn't bulge, and he felt dampness beneath his feet and heard some hissing sounds around him. His scalp tingles when he feels something cold climbing up his legs. Daniel touched his legs and screamed when he realized it was a snake, and from the hissing sounds, he realized there were many snakes in the room. Daniel nearly became crazy when the snakes wouldn't leave him alone, and it became worse when he slipped and fell, falling onto a pile of them and screaming until his voice grew hoarse. In that dark damn room, Daniel regretted everything he had done and wished he could just be given a second chance, but it was too late. His only luck was that the s