Goldendragon Mobi Novels & Stories

“There’s nothing Mardi. Just tracks leaving. Only hers. Drag marks across the dirt say she had the forthright thinking to put on her cape.” Bast paused. “She’s left. Apurpose.” He sighed. “And there’s this.” His eyes skid sideways, to the corner wall next to him. A shining black and gold dragon emerged around the corner. Dragging metal which scraped the floor. Easing past Bast to Mardichi, where it dropped a chunk of gold metal on the floor. Stepping back and sitting with a thin whip tail flipping side to side behind it. Watching with huge black eyes as Mardichi reached for it. Both he and bast knew what that slender bit of metal signified.

Focusing his gaze, he saw the source of the gold: a twenty-meter-long golden dragon. The majestic golden dragon was coiled up, surrounded by corporeal Blood Specters. Even a level-nine powerhouse entering this place would be in grave danger in such a situation. Disturbing these Blood Specters would likely lead one to be torn into shreds within seconds.

“Ask your question and I’ll answer as best I can.” “Mazie and mother heard that you belonged to the Thunder Pack,” he began, carefully watching her eyes. “Please, if you have any clues as to who the Silver Myst is, tell me.” She looked down and bit her lower lip again, driving him even crazier, before looking up with a knowing smile. “I’ll make you a deal, Benjamin. I’ll answer your question if you promise to repeat what we did earlier.” Her face turned cherry red, but she never looked away. It was only then he realized that, while she was leading him around like a lost puppy while linking his family, she led them right back to the same tent.

The elderly vendor, with weathered hands that spoke, held forth an exquisite piece. Intricate links of gold, meticulously wrought, formed an elegant chain that draped seamlessly, creating a delicate framework for the centerpiece. At the heart of the necklace rested a sizable blue gemstone, capturing the essence of the deep ocean in its rich hue. The gemstone, cradled within a golden setting, emanated a mesmerizing brilliance that danced with every movement. Its facets catch and refract light, creating an ever-changing play of colors that evoke a sense of desire.

Golden wings folded around its body. Its massive head lowered. The Empress rested one hand against its scales. "Old friend." The dragon answered with a soft rumble. "I know." She closed her eyes. Golden light flowed from her palm into the dragon. Its scales shone brighter. The light spread across its body like flowing sunlight. The darkness finally reached them. The Guardian met it head-on. Gold collided with black. This time the valley exploded with light. The blast forced everyone to shield their eyes. When my vision cleared, the Guardian still stood.

When I go to stand back up to find somewhere to hide, I’m thrown backwards into a tree, hitting my head. I groan and let my vision come to focus. My head begins to throb as I sit up and I notice I am nowhere near the fight. A hooded figure comes to view, I try to stand but stumble from dizziness. The hooded figure gets closer and lets out a horrid screech. I start gasping as a blue wisp starts to come from my parted lips and I feel as if my energy is being drained. Right before darkness consumes me, I see those purple eyes with gold flecks.

Mia knew that the reincarnation of The legendary mage would soon appear, after all she had been present when Freya, who was her childhood friend, had given birth to the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Only, the golden dragon had a biological mother and father who were both powerful dragons, unlike Cassy who had appeared from nowhere, and when Dylan who was Freya's soul mate had seen the tattoo of the golden dragon on his son's right wrist, he had immediately gotten rid of all the witnesses of his birth and he had asked her to protect their son.

I gritted, tired of the conversation. The dragon made a thinking noise, and after much contemplation, it finally spoke, “No deal!” Frustration ebbed in my heart as he took off to the air again, leaving me to my devices. “Wait!” I called and brought out my last card. If he refused this, then I was truly fucked. I brought out another bag that held the golden globe in a glass. Within a second, the dragon returned, sniffing the air. “Gold.” He seethes, eyes focused on the bag in my hand. “Let me see it,” He demanded impatience in his tone.

Amell's brows furrowed. "The Dragons are worshipers of Gold and she is their Queen. We can use my hobby to negotiate in the Dragon Royal Court." "You will use the Red Gold stolen from Dragons to negotiate with them?" Amell chuckled. "That will be fun." He muttered shaking his head in amusement. "I can increase the amount to make my offer more tempting." Esmeray shrugged.

replied Gerald with a slight brown before tossing the Heavenly Guard Order into the air…! Now that it had the support of the Heavenly Guard Order, the golden dragon instantly grew many times more powerful! Soon enough, even the floor beneath the headless general began to crack from the dragon’s immense pressure...! With Gerald—who was the strongest among them—and the twelve experts preoccupied with the headless general, Master Greendrake gave a smirk before pointing at the entrance… and shooting out a black light from the tip of his finger!