Drax X Mantis Novels & Stories

The man held his broken right arm with his left arm, as he crouched to the floor in intense pain. That was way easier than I imagined in my head. I never knew Drax had this much human fighting skills. The second guy jumped in and threw multiple punches at Drax which he blocked effortlessly. Then he sent a spinning hook kick flying towards Drax's face. Drax caught his leg in an instant, making him lose his balance, then Drax knocked him out with a powerful uppercut. With shock in his eyes, their leader grunted in anger. "Fools!" I heard him mutter after the last guy went down.

The man shakes his head, keeping his hands in his pockets like my words meant little to nothing to him. “It doesn't matter what it wants— “I have a name. Xander, given by Elysia and nothing will change it” Xander hiss, fuming with frustration. That man's eyes darken, a gaze so menacing as he sneers at the boy. “You claimed him!” I step back, at the sudden fury in his eyes.The calm demeanor gone with a flash. Drax moves in front of me, standing protectively like a shield. “A gifted wolf— but scarred for life” That man mutters, scanning Drax from head to toe like he knows him.

Fernanda, with her mysterious powers, held the key to his ascent. A bitter realization gripped me — we were pawns in his game, manipulated by the strings of power and dominance. The destruction of my pack, the loss of my parents, all mere stepping stones in his ruthless climb to supremacy. Anguish and anger intertwined, a turbulent storm of emotions brewing within me. As Draxler's words lingered, he began to shift, the transformation unfolding with a sinister grace. His full wolf form emerged, a daunting manifestation of the power he sought to wield. The battlefield became a theater for our final confrontation, a clash between adversaries driven by vendetta and ambition.

Panic followed soon after—surprise, anger, denial—as his body betrayed him, weakening under the effects of the poison now coursing through his veins. “Aerated wolfsbane and silver,” I explained, my voice casual as I stepped toward him. “Not enough to kill, but definitely enough to disarm.” Drax had fallen from his pathetic excuse for a throne, crawling on his hands and knees, trying to escape me. His claws scratched at the floor, his breath coming in ragged gasps, each exhale stained with blood. The bodies of the girls he’d killed were now obstacles in his path, but he was too weak to move them aside.

Orcs and mercenaries come out of Eluvene’s spell. Milton grabbed Eluvene by her arm and dragged her after him. He went down the river after the others. They would have to find a way to get rid of Galian and the Orcs. He had no more mana left. Drax and Tizgar followed them. Drax drank two mana potions and attacked the Orcs and mercenaries with Ice Lances. His magic didn’t harm the Orcs, but he killed some mercenaries. Eluvene let her Darkness free, slowing the Orcs.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

Drake __FLASHBACK__ Two days earlier. “What did you find?” Dad asked. “They were hunters but not human,” I answered. “They were what Drazian has created,” Dray adds. We had caught a few of the creatures and killed the rest. They had come onto our land chasing after something or someone. They are vile creatures. They had been created by a hybrid. He was half-dragon and half-vampire. He has been capturing all rare and powerful supernatural species for years now. His favourite target is the rare and powerful gemstone dragons. He has been capturing other supernatural beings and experimenting with them. He is pure evil

Michaels said, forcing his trembling hands to stay still. "If they lay a single finger on your scent gland, I will burn the entire sector to ash," the True Alpha warned. "Thank you, Alpha," Michaels murmured, stepping out into the damp, fog-covered paths of the lower market district. He marched toward the designated level of the stone structure where Draxen had agreed to meet, the heavy bag bruising his shoulder with every step. A battered iron cart rolled around the corner, and Draxen stepped out, his scarred head completely bare and his mismatched armor hanging loosely over his massive frame.

The strongest martial artist in the Lynch family, at least on the surface, could not even handle Drake’s simple punch. It was unbelievable. What they did not know was that Drake was one of the five Dragon Guards of the King of Hades, and Dustin had already helped Drake level up when they were in Grayvale. After that, Drake became as strong as an Advanced Martial Saint. There was no way Martin was a match for him. “Martin, are you okay?” an elder of the Lynch family asked worriedly. Martin’s condition looked bad. “That man is too powerful. I’m seriously injured and can’t fight anymore,” Martin said weakly. “I never expected Dustin to have someone this strong on his side.”

And this reminded them that they weren’t dealing with mere humans—these people were like some sort of alien to them right now. But they were also dealing with their own pain, and even some with broken bones couldn’t do much to help. They could only hope that whatever was delaying Draxen’s suit would finish soon. Once he had his suit, they were confident he’d be able to defeat the three of them—Adrian, Kaelithar and Vivienne. Although all they’d seen so far was how great Kaelithar could heal and how Vivienne could exude strange energy from her leg. And even though Adrian hadn’t done anything yet, they’d been warned about how strong he could be, so they believed he was still reserving himself.