Heroes And Dragons Novels & Stories

"Why, though?" "Because Kiddra city is our capital and our most sacred land, no one other than the dragon race has ever set foot here and lived. The reason is that this is our ancestral homeland. All dragons, at one point, lived right here; that was possible because, in the beginning, our kind only numbered in the hundreds. So it's seen as an unforgivable crime for another race to set foot here."

A long time ago... After the war between dragons and humans, Queen of Hellos Kingdom, Magenta rejoiced in her epic victory against winged-like a bird with scales as durable as the metal armor called Dragons. Queen Astra and King Eynas were both lost the war. Some of the Dragon's Kings and Queens from different Kingdoms died too and one of the most remarkable leaders who had a good fight among humans was from the Dragonese Kingdom. King Dharguthot and Queen Vaasa dissipate their acidic bile throughout the cities of humans territories but when Magenta's Hellhounds soldiers set an arrow with a sharp-pointed blade to shoot their wings, they got hit so bad and even their length and width were not

Jasmine POV: New King Sargon… he was here…. He and His Tallis army along with soldiers of Ostaban were all fighting together with Draco , Terra and petro’s Dragon… Soildered were attacking Dragons with their arrows, spears and metal ball…. while Dragon were using their own powers against them… in flash of wind Draco Dragon was overpowering soldiers…. his one fire full breath was sufficient to set an entire troop of army on fire…. As my gaze was fixed on hideous war that was happening in front of me, I saw that King Sargon who was commanding his soldiers to attack Dragons was about to get smashed under pile of big rocks that were about to fall down from broken Tower of Prince Edmund castle…

Lark shouted furiously, “Ha! The Greater Realm’s hero? I’ll destroy you, then crush your husband!” He spread out his arms and was instantly surrounded by numerous dragons. Their mighty roars instantly echoed throughout the area. The next moment, Lark returned to his real form, a massive purple-golden dragon. Without any hesitation, he charged toward Thea. He opened his bloody mouth, and smaller dragons emerged, heading straight for Thea. Seeing how things had unfolded, Emperor Zdravko attempted to intervene. However, Thea calmly picked one of the lotus from above her head, summoned a longsword, and charged at the dragons.

"Yes I am April's mate, chosen by free will and bound to her forever by the dragon bond. My name is Adrastus, but people around here usually refer to me by my title." Todd found himself struggling not to roll his eyes, thinking that this Lord was a little full of himself. "What should I call you then? Lord whoever, or Adrastus?" He replied sarcastically. The dragons answering smile was anything but friendly as his incisors lengthened slightly before Adrastus answered him. " You can call me by my title, but it's not Lord whoever, I prefer Your Majesty from a stranger, I am King Adrastus, the last of the fire dragons, and ruler of all the hoards."

Mother's face reddened as she yelled. "The supposedly last female dragon was to come to our tribe that day to mate with another. It was to help produce a female, which your father and I were against from the beginning; it was all a farce. There never was a female dragon to give to Hildago. Once Adam broke the 'fake news' about a 'fake female dragon' being gifted to Hildago, he went berserk. Adam went as far as having spells planted on a smaller dragon tribe to go rogue, until they were wiped out by our tribe. Innocent dragons, Creed!" Mother pulled her hair.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Too slow. My claws slam into the first dragon before he even finishes turning. Bone cracks. Scales split. The creature tumbles from the sky in a spiral of blood and fire. Another dragon lunges at my flank. I twist midair and rake my claws across his wing. He drops instantly. Around me Emberhold’s dragons crash into Malrec’s forces like a falling storm. The sky becomes a battlefield of wings, fire, and tearing steel. But I barely notice. Because Seraphina is still there.

“No! Please, spare me!” “Kill them!” Cries and screams rose above the chaos that engulfed the Sacred Dragon Sect. The sharp swish of blades, followed by the sickening sound of flesh being torn and the low groans of the dying, pierced the night air. The stench of blood hung heavy, choking every breath beneath the shroud of darkness. “Do not let them escape!” a man’s command thundered, driving the dark sect warriors into an even greater frenzy. They pursued the fleeing villagers with ruthless ferocity.

The worst thing; no one from heaven descended to aid them this time. After a decade of hopelessness and complete surrender, Heroes rose from various origins—holding on to their own intentions. They, who dared to scream in the middle of the conjurers' blissful singing, dared to steal the scripture from the wicked creatures who were granted the power to overwrite their destinies — concluded themselves victorious thereon.