Evil Dragon Novels & Stories

Wynter said out loud. “He doesn’t know how to come out,” Wynter said. “Come forth child of mine,” Abeloth said. Wynter arched his back slightly as the little dragon separated from him and stumbled over his own legs and fell down on the grass. “You’re so silly,” Wynter said. “He’s beautiful Abeloth,” I said. “This is Echo,” Abeloth said and the dragon stood up straight with his head in the air. He was the same height Wynter was and he looked almost black.

The beastly look in his eyes was as arousing as it was terrifying. My pussy pulsed fervently, desperate to be filled with his dick. He suddenly went on his knees, and before I knew what was happening, his lips had already connected with my pussy, sucking me so good. “Ahh!” A very loud moan I couldn’t control escaped me. I quickly clamped my mouth. Sparks, an insane amount of it continued jolting through my body like electricity. I was In another fucking world. “Fuck, Alma!” He rasped, as he lifted his eyes to meet mine. The dangerous lust in his eyes, made me even more wet.

A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

“Forgive us, demon dragon, but shouldn’t this be enough to satisfy you? We have given everything and also the blood sacrifice of our brothers!" The demon dragon revealed its form, its scales were completely black, its eyes red, and its claws were also red. The aura of the demon dragon was also not low; at the very least, it was at the level of a fifth-rank emperor, which the underworld also approved of. The evil emperor felt guilty when he saw this. He did not expect that those people would summon a demon dragon from the underworld through a blood sacrifice. Even though he was also aware that the reason the blood dragon could appear was because the world had begun to connect with the upper r

Doc Everett is pulling himself away from his microscope that he’s been looking at long enough to have rings around his eyes. “Ancalagon,” he says, and the frustrated way that he says it lets me know that he still hasn’t found a way to fix my broken DNA. At least it’s stopped deteriorating. I may not care as much now, but I know if my humanity had snapped, my father and the other elemental dragons would have been forced to kill me. I’m too powerful and could literally destroy this world.

"Hey Dag." The Schedule: In Order & no more than 2 hours max each! Onyx - Merman, loves water, very cheerful. Dagonae - Giant, likes to be called Dag, wants to carry you, very quiet until he speaks then he's loud and very direct. Yah'El - Demon, likes to be called 'EL, extreme prankster, call on your Angel if he gets out of hand. Jaspier - Dragon, likes to be called Jas, very laid back and loves him some Yuri!

"Frederico, the kingdom has fallen. We haven't much time!" Lady Lisbeth Delgaard rushed to where the babies lay, sleeping in their crib. Knowing she wasted precious moments-nevertheless, the Dragonlady gazed upon her children. The twins looked so different, yet she loved them equally as fierce. Ragnar took after her with his fiery temper and the telltale bulk that spoke of his dragon heritage. Whereas Gio was smaller, with dark eyes that changed color according to his mood, and there was no doubt that he held his father's wolf genes. Mixed species couples were killed on sight in Desdayos, and as the war reached the inner sanctum, a difficult decision needed to be made.

After a moment of silence, the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I understood." "As long as you have good wills in your heart, the devil is also a god. And if you have evil thoughts in your heart, the god is also a devil!" "I really hope this kid can hold on," said the sweeping old man with a laugh. "If the Demonic Dragon's blood can be used by him, then he'll most likely be able to improve his level of understanding of the North Darkness Four Souls Formation. It can even be said that no one else will be able to do it, including that guy. "

She knew she could only get away by going up then down to try and avoid him. Wolferan was a dracion and Leanunya knew he had been tracking her for years. He never gave up even though she had outsmarted him every time they had crossed paths. He was very stubborn, more so than a mule. Once he picked a target he would either catch them or they would die; he never gave up on a target he had chosen. He was a black and gold scaled dracion with black dragon wings and it was rumored he was immortal.

The young vampire dragon couldn't help but grow some admiration for the creature on its appearance and power alone. "That's… To think that there was such a sleeping monster in here! Lord Chaos, that's a Peak X-Rank Blazing Fire Dragon! It must be the last evolution of these wyrms… it could quite possibly be the parent of all the… ones we had slaughtered," said Belphegor.