Fluid Gate Draconic Evolution Novels & Stories

I rushed off the stage, racing toward the palace as quickly as I could. I knew I was drawing stares people wondering if I was about to lose it, running like my life depended on it from a seemingly calm gathering.I made it to the side of the palace before Rowan was suddenly in front of me. The plants swayed toward him, a warning that his power was escaping, and I felt it heavy, dark, and intoxicating. I swayed on my feet as his presence pressed in.The mate bond roared to life, wrapping around me and sending agonizing sparks straight to my core. I took a step back, my back hitting the cold brick wall. There was nowhere left to run.Rowan stepped toward me, slow and steady.

Kael Ashveyn is no ordinary dragon king; alpha blood runs through his veins, a legacy from the mother who broke tradition to love a wolf. So when the mate bond drags him to Sable Windmere, a weak, powerless omega from the territories his court despises, his pride refuses to accept her. He humiliates her, ignores her, treats her as beneath him until the bond forces something in him to notice every time she's hurt, every time she's disrespected, every time she flinches. His wolf won't let it go, even as his dragon fights to. Slowly, unwillingly, Kael starts to change. And Sable, who has spent her life believing she deserves nothing, starts to wonder if the king who once discarded her might be

Then he contacted him. “Bacchus.” Minotaur said. Bacchus put his hand on his earpiece to hear him clearer. “Yes?” “Black Dragon and his company are all awake. We can’t ambush them.” Minotaur reported. Yeah. And you already alerted them with your shot. Bacchus irritatingly thought. “Standby. Pegasus is telling Cupid to hack this f*cking electric fence!” Bacchus ordered Minotaur. “Copy.” Minotaur answered.

The air began to vibrate, as though the fabric of reality was about to tear. “Now… together,” she whispered. And the magic detonated. Not with destructive force. Not with a storming shockwave. But with a piercing, living resonance. Every current—earth, water, fire, air, mind, and dragonfire—flowed into one another, not vanishing, but completing each other. A fissure appeared in the world’s weave—first hair-thin, then widening. The gate… was born. From the crack poured not darkness, but a deep, blue-black light that did not blind, yet flooded every sense. The air grew heavier; a metallic taste settled on their gums; their heartbeats quickened—not from fear, but from the body’s instinct to sur

I was six months pregnant, dragged away by enemy soldiers outside the gate. After the gates shut, an enemy blade pierced my stomach. Blood spread beneath me. They laughed and kicked me from the cliff road. I thought I would die. Then Kael Drakon appeared. He descended through smoke and ash on his frost dragon. That was his bonded dragon. Later, the fire-dragon egg I brought with me hatched on the day we married. From then on, frost answered to Kael, and fire answered to me. He drove back the enemy with ease, saved my life, and became my husband.

Jenniri said pointing out the window. The others stopped what they were doing and looked at the portal. A gasp came from Helena as someone appeared to come out of the portal. Her silver and black hair was cut short, her face bore the war marks of the tyrannical Celestial that she had sworn allegiance to so long ago. She wore dark silk robes and in her hands was a crystal hilted sword, its blade shining brighter than ever before. Next to her appeared dozens of dark robed figures, each of them in a stance of combat. The Chosen were looking upon Demonya Draysiah, one of their own. She had cast aside her title as a guardian and Gatekeeper. It was because of her that all of them had been separate

I deflect it's metallic tentacles with my sword and dash across it, skill was activated. [You have successfully recovered a unique skill, ] This is one of the theoretical skills I created during my years in Evangelion, and this is my first time to actually use it in an actual battle. A vertical slash cut it in half, burning it's cells and whole body to make it unable to regenerate. [Unusual species of monster was killed, the system requires further analysis for the unusual species, would you allow it?] Seeing the notification, the carcasses of monsters here will easily fetch for a few thousand coins, with these Dracaena Ghoul's carcasses being C-tier. If I g

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

"The Dragon Monarch you're talking about must be our Dragon Clan's strongest dragon, the War God Winged Rain-dragon, right?" "Rain-dragon?" Samuel frowned slightly. "Heh heh, once the dragon tail is drawn, it will form a river. It will allow everyone in the world to survive. With a single kick from the dragon's foot, it will be able to open the dragon gate, allowing countless beasts to have a way to ascend to the dragon clan. His body is huge, and when it spreads, it can fill the sky, and when it curls up, it can be inserted into a pinhole. With the wind and clouds around him, he will also have dragon wings with him. He is simply handsome. Even if he turns into a human, he will still be like