Fire Dragon King Mode Novels & Stories

"But I heard they have a lot of power, there are a thousand ways to make you die. Hey, Dragon King not only died but also involved his family. I said he should change to Snake King!" All were pitiful at first, and finally indignant, feeling that the Dragon King had run out of remedies. Iron Buffalo said. "Since you want this, I have to do it really well, give you a saddle grave peaceful grave!" Everyone saw the Iron Buffalo about to come, winking stiffly, looking at the Dragon King like he was looking at a dead man. A powerful aura was released, covering the entire arena. "Enjoy yourself!" Dragon King in the mask said. Iron Buffalo is extremely disdainful. "Give you a chance, kneel down and

"I will try my best." The Fire God León de Fuego quickly caught the King of Youkai's body, channeling power into his body, but after a long time, the face of the Fire God León de Fuego grew whiter and bloodied from the corners of the Youkai King's mouth still flowing non-stop.

The King handed me a knife and I cut our palms and pressed them together. “My blood will grant you entry to the dragon realm,” Abeloth said. I smelled the dank cave first and then I started feeling the pull. Rex looked ready to throw up and then the dim darkness enveloped us. I heard faint scratching against the cave wall and a few pebbles fell to the ground. “Lord Typhon,” I said loudly and looked down. “I see you’ve brought a friend,” Typhon said and his voice echoed around the cave. “I present King Rex de Haviland, King of Dragons,” I said.

It was our birthday and a blood moon and tonight we’d be getting our dragons. “Are you two excited?” Rev asked as he turned in his seat and looked back at us. “Of course,” Chase said and I nodded. “What happens if we don’t get a violet dragon?” I asked and Lucas laughed. “Then I disown you,” he said and Rev laughed out loud. “Seriously Dad,” I said. “Then nothing, if neither of you get a violet dragon then you can’t take over as Sire one day, that’s all,” he said but I saw him gripping the steering wheel tighter.

"General Chava, aren't you blowing this out of proportion? We're talking about a mere commander from Biskeland. With our ranks filled with warriors of God of War caliber, are we really worried about taking down Pendragon's top dog?" No sooner had he finished speaking than an intense aura of menace radiated from him, sending a shiver through the room as if the temperature had just dropped. Another shadowy figure, Fly Drakon, radiating a deadly aura, strode into the room and declared in an icy voice, "Absolutely! With all of us elite God of War warriors teaming up, how could we not take down King Pendragon? The moment King Pendragon dares to step forward, he'll meet his end at the edge of my F

What a creep. "Don't be afraid," he chuckled. "What do you want?" Sophie retorted, annoyance evident in her tone. "To talk to you," Ragnar smirked. "I was sleeping," Sophie sighed. "I know, but I still need to talk to you." "What is it, then? Speak." "That's not how you address a King," he chided, smirking. His glinting eyes looked even creepier in the dark. "And that's not how you treat a Princess," she shot back.

Dad pursed his lips. “ You could have been different. But here you are…telling a Lycan King that you don’t want to respect the hierarchy Moon Goddess established herself. ” Tyson drawled. For a few moments, Dad just stared at the King. It made my stomach turn. It was time he dropped all his resolve and moved back to his ultimate plan. “ Who are you to talk about Moon Goddess, Tyson Murdoch? ” Anger made his eyes appear darker. Collective gasps sounded in the room. No one had expected Alpha Kingsley to address the King by his name.

I grinned to myself. “Show me what you’ve got Dragon King Layden.” I said to him, continuing to dodge his movements. I misstepped and he landed a good punch to my jaw. I didn’t even stumble back. I came back with an uppercut and caught him right below his chin and forced his head backwards causing him to land flat on his ass. I stood there and waited on him to come at me again, but before I knew it, he shifted into his complete dragon form. I swiftly jumped over his spiked tail as he swung it my way. I ran and slid under his stomach and clawed him from the neck to his ass hole. He let out a deafening shriek. Ok, maybe we shouldn’t have gotten so carried away. I moved out from under him befor

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

I peer over the side of the bed, open my mouth, and let loose with a blast of fire. "Owww... fuck... stop that," he yells putting his hands up to block the flames. I tear off the shirt I'm wearing, sprint from the room, and dive over the edge of the perch. It's a few seconds before I remember to pull in the magic. But does it really matter? I thought I would give anything to be a dragon, but I would give it all back for Tahr's love. My dragon bursts free and more flames shoot from my throat.