Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Dragon Lord

Among the Six, he's the only one who doesn't seem uptight like the rest of them. For the rest of my stay in the hospital, I keep receiving visits from Landon and Dakota's family as well. I have gathered information about my mission. Apparently, I am to find the seals. Moreso, I can only do that if I stick to a particular person who bears the name, Dashiell Gryphon. According to Landon, he's a dragon Lord who wants to use the seals for evil purposes. To worsen it all, he's the jerk who had murdered me. I'm willing to do my best. ..

“Is that your only solution? Getting pregnant and birthing babies?!” “You need an army…” “Llod!” He turned on his feet to look at her then. “You need an army and you will raise one. They will be loyal to you. Birth dragon lords we will find dragons to command them.” “There are no more dragons and I will not…” “There are. The prince is a dragon lord. He has dragon blood.” Her eyes narrowed and warning like heavy brass bells went off in her head. “How did you…?”

It was almost two minutes before he uttered another word. "Despicable. That is impossible. I used to be the Dragon Lord but now, I am the Dragon King. I don't have a child, which means, no heir. My wife died on the night of our wedding. Indeed, I loved Matilda and wanted to marry her but my parents disapproved when they found out she was a witch. She never used her powers to hurt anyone but was rather good to all, using her powers to heal and restore Dragons like you just did. Of course, Dragons will heal on their own but it made it twice faster. I could never be your father." I was nonplussed when he finished speaking. My mother was indeed a witch and she also clearly said my father was the

"But I failed. If Lryke had listened to me and acted according to my plan back then, things wouldn't have ended up like this. You wouldn't even have been born." "I'm glad my dad wasn't like you. He knew what love was." The evil lord lifted his head, his cackling laughter echoing across the space like a sinister symphony. The next second, he returned her stare with a deadly glare. "Enough, white dragon. I don't have time to waste with you." Clasping his hands behind his back, he crouched to meet her eye level. "You're gonna give me that pearl of yours." Miracle provoked, "Kill me."

The moment we were interrupted is when she pushed me back and I saw the main cause of the interruption. "No can do cupcake. Besides I think that conversation involves me." "My Father is the dragon Lord." "And mine is the ruler of hell."

She had to use all of her energy just to utter a single sentence. “A dragon god, and he chose you to share his bed. What disgusting taste! The gold and silver dragon lords were all provoked by it. They didn’t like it. They knew it would shake everything up. People’s minds would be affected by it. Those thoughts would be a much more dangerous venom.” “You mean… peoples’ position in the world could be disrupted by a half-blood girl?”

I darted in and out of the trees as fast as my legs would carry me. Soon enough I came into the clearing by the lake. Sat by the edge of the water was Draco's enormous ashen gray dragon. He let out another deafening roar into the air, and it was such a sad song. My heart broke for him when he lowered his head and nudged at the lifeless body of Lorena. His snout was huge, almost half the size of her tiny body, but he was so gentle when he tried to nudge her awake. He knew she was gone, but there was a part of him hoping that he was wrong. I stepped forward with my hands up, and when my foot snapped a twig he startled, shooting a fireball at me. I jumped out of the way and shouted out, “Draco,

"Take this, Dark Lord!" Wilbur stabbed an Azure Dragon Spear toward the Dark Lord. A huge, black hole appeared in the Dark Lord's chest then, and dark energy continued to spin in it. The Dark Lord scrambled to grab the spear, which began rapidly absorbing the dark energy to form the apparition of an azure dragon. "Roar!" The Dark Lord grabbed the azure dragon by the neck, gripping hard and causing it to explode. Resentment was clear on his face as he spat, "I guess I have no choice but to devour you, then! You're going to be part of me from now on, Wilbur Penn!"

Else my cover would have been blown. "Whiskey please." I uttered as I took a seat beside the almighty Dragon Lord, Eren. He didn't seem to notice my presence, rather he was engulfed in his drink. At the same time I was overjoyed. To think that Martha and Lilith's suspicions about Henry wasn't absurd. If I hadn't taken the extra step of watching him secretly then I wouldn't have met the Dragon Lord. Now things were only going to get easier for me. "The Supernatural world is in turmoil and the Dragon Lord is here in a bar, drinking to his pleasure." I toned as the bartender placed my drink before me. I instantly felt Eren's deadly gaze on me.

The last living dragon in the world, and he looked to him as a savior. He rushed over, throwing himself at the dragon's feet. "Dragon Lord! My savior! I vow to be your faithful servant from this day forward! Anything you need, anything you want, I will die trying to obtain it for you. Just please… save us from the wicked Lycan Queen!" The dragon cast a disdainful glance at the groveling vampire. "Get up," he commanded and the vampire scrambled to his feet, eager to comply with any order. “You’re vampire,” the Dragon observed, more statement than question.