Evil Dragon Name Novels & Stories

Wait a minute. Do you also know about my past life? [...] Of course, what did I expect? Sigh… I just wanna know what my name was. Not having an identity feels…. Whatever time for the main course baby! [Dragonblood Archdemon- Elite rank] Dragonblood Archdemon is a newly formed evolution pathway formed after the host's use of a dragon type catalyst. There is no more information. Class- Dragonkin. Special skill- Dragon's Breath +10 STR +5 DEC

Elena or the dragon? A/N

- The man replied. - Elena. - Demetria mumbled again. - Sorry, what was that? - Cassius looked at her questioningly. - My dragon's name is Elena. - The girl replied louder. - Oh, I am sorry. I should have asked before. - Her uncle apologized. - What is your dragon name then? - Alexander, but he likes to be called Alex. - Cassius replied with a giggle. Demetria found it strange to speak softly about a beast like a dragon.

The one that held me, who’ve I’ve dubbed the village, ‘idiot’, shrugged his shoulders. “THE black dragon, the dragon,” he drawled, “with the disfigured face, the jealous brother of Alpha Adam of the Toboki Tribe, the undefeated fighter of the underground shifter ring. His temper is ferocious, kills everything in sight and gives no mercy who dare try to challenge him. He’s wiped out thousands of rogues with a single blow of his breath.” The leader took a breath. “He is said to be so heartless he left his own tribe to burn to the ground, sitting off somewhere hearing the screams of his parents’ die in the fight to defend their tribes’ homes.” The grip I had on my neck loosened, my eyes wide wi

'WHY IS he here? And he is dressed like a prophet no less?!' Alesteria was totally baffled at the sight of an old friend who disappeared before her, thinking that he had died after all those years passed, then seeing that friend standing in front of her acting like a prophet. 'Of all things, a prophet is what he chose?! He doesn't even believe in anything!' In Alesteria's life as a witch, this friend of hers was called 'Kairo', and the reason why his name is that he has won numerous battles against his fellow dragons.

The three men trudge up the stairs. The group meets up in the Alpha's office. Luke makes himself comfortable on the couch. Jones is content to stand in the corner while Matias and Diana make themselves comfortable behind his desk. "ALPHA!" One of the pack warriors runs in. "A dragon is here. He is insisting on talking to Beta Liam!" Diana straightens her back. "Did the dragon happen to give his name?" The wolf guard nods. "Yes, he said he was a Celtic Dragon of Fertility. Goes by Drogo." Diana's eyes beam in hope. "Show him in at once."

"I guess mine would have to be blue but not like the sky blue, more like the river when it's full of the tiny green fish kind of blue." "Oh yeah I know what you're talking about, that is a pretty color. Okay, um, what's your dragon's name―you are a dragon, right?" He sighs with a small nod. "Her name is Cassiel," he says and my jaw drops. "Wait you're a Fury dragon too?" He nods again. "Yeah." "You don't seem too happy about it." "It just makes what I did that much worse. A Fury dragon killing other Fury dragons, how despicable is that?" he mumbles.

He felt as though he didn’t have too run anymore. “Light and Darkness huh. Those are your names?” Mane muttered. The daggers hummed brilliantly in response. Their master had finally heard what they had been trying to say since the first time that they had met. The young boy knew of Harch, the Harbinger of Chaos. He knew the name of the axe made entirely of Devilstone, but he didn’t know their names. They felt insignificant and unloved. They knew that they weren’t as powerful as Harch, but they too had their own pride, and their master had failed to see it before.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

Knowing that his beast could not survive without it's mate, he released a great roar that caused the castle walls to completely collapse upon them as he died. Sheiria is my own creation and is pronounced She-ray-a Erwan is Celtic for dragon and is pronounced Er-wan, like you would pronounce Obi-Won Tine is Celtic for Fire and Is pronounced like time with an n