Hanzo Dragons Novels & Stories

They tore apart the rocks on the ground. A purple halo appeared around Chu Xun's body and enveloped him. The hurricanes tore the air apart and hit the purple halo, and instead of injuring Chu Xun, they were shattered by the halo and dissipated. "You don't deserve to be called a dragon, you big lizard." Chu Xun mocked coldly. The black dragon stared at Chu Xun with its eyes wide open. It was furious and raised its huge hook-like claw to catch Chu Xun. The dragon's claws were so large that even a single finger of it was much larger than Chu Xun's whole body.

Amelia POV Lord Wong was in a hurry. We went down three floors of garage space and turned into another tunnel. Next lift went deeper underground about hundred stories or so deep. We had several dragons here, and at times even the First Dragon would go to the Caves as we called them. The expansive space could easily accommodate about 100 dragons at the time, although I have never seen as many in one place. There were two juveniles with us, waiting to meet their made human. See, an interesting thing about dragons - they could be born/made three ways. The rarest dragons and most powerful are those born of two dragon shifter parents. I heard of some in the existence, but never met one. The pureb

King Hondson laughed coldly, “Hong, you think I am stupid? You cannot frighten me with that statement, you think I don't know the prideful water dragon will go into extinction if you dare fuse with a human?” The water dragon hesitated, but, after making up its mind, it transformed into a stream of light, and seeped into Jetchi's forehead. King Hongson roared crazily, "no! Stupid dragon!!' A minute later, Jetchi rose, "why are you shouting like an idiot?” King Hongson clenched his fists, that moment, he waved his hand, and the rocks around, rumbled, rolling towards Jetchi. Jetchi snorted coldly, and moved them to their early position, before attacking King Hondson.

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.

Lines of blood split across Andrew's body as his veins burst under the crushing weight of Dragon's Might. "Andrew!" Isabelle shouted in panic from outside. Still suspended midair, Ezekiel laughed viciously. "Andrew, today is the day you fall. Die for me!" Pain flickered across Andrew's face, yet his voice remained as calm as still water. "You celebrate too soon. There is only one true dragon in this world, and that is the Divine Dragon of Etharia. The Dragon's Cyclone, created by Mr. Sloan, originated from the Holtrien octagonal formation.

Meanwhile, Hanson came back to his senses and charged at Wilbur again. Hanson said angrily, "You may have deflected his attack, but I wonder if you can deflect mine!" Hanson's figure became a blur after saying that, and he attacked Wilbur with his sword. Wilbur used the Azure Dragon astral defense. A clang could be heard when the sword clashed against the astral defense. Hanson's figure appeared back in view with his jaw clenched as he pressed the sword forward by an inch. The azure dragon's apparition let out a furious roar at that moment and lunged at Hanson.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

These creatures are larger than life in more ways than one. “You ok?” He asks me as we both watch all the dragons circle Ember as she stands beside Jaka. I’m not worried, as from what I have found out about dragons, is that they are inquisitive creatures and deeply protective of their families. I watch them as they move closer to her and sniff her, memorising her scent and she does the same. I smile softly at this. She will be ok here if she comes back. “Yeah, I guess.” I say as he turns to look at me and bumps my shoulder. He knows it upsets me that I don’t have this with my own family.

It floods through the air. It floods through me. My wounds burn. Then begin to close. Malrec notices immediately. His eyes flash with furious disbelief. “No,” he breathes. “Yes,” I growl. I surge upward with renewed strength, throwing him back across the terrace. He crashes through the remains of another pillar and rolls across the ancient stone floor before regaining his footing. For a moment we circle one another. Two dragons standing in the center of a dying empire. Above us the bridge blazes like a star.