Highschool Dxd Black Dragon Emperor Novels & Stories

I stand there for a moment, looking down at her. She looks so small in my bed. So fragile. But I know she is not fragile. I have seen her fight. I have seen her stand up to Kendal. I have seen her refuse to break. She is stronger than me. I walk to the window. Open it. Cold air rushes in. I need to think. I need to breathe. I need to remember who I am. I am Cassius Draven. The Dragon King. The most feared man in the kingdom.

My movements become impossibly fast as Emmi explodes underneath me, the force of her orgasm making her scream loud enough to shake the trees as her body clamps tightly around my cock. I feel heat, burning heat between us. I’ve never felt Phoenix’s heat before but the feel of it, the pleasure and pain of it, has my own body shooting off in the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had. I roar as my dragon pushes forward, my body jerking hard from the orgasm and then, without any conscious thought on my part, I lean my head down and blow my earth element over Emmi’s chest, submitting to her, and leaving my image on her chest, making myself her dragon forever.

She munched the air bitterly. “Elaborate, then.” Second took the initiative to learn more about them.” Hisoka rubbed his face annoyingly. “Listen, people. Listen!” “The dragons are the pinnacle of magic power.” Second took a second to realize the real meaning of that statement. In other words, magic was the dragons’ forte. That’s all. Hisoka sighed, “Well, it turns out, one of you is bright enough to understand me.” First bit her lower lip bitterly and forcefully blanked her mind because the emperor surely could hear her loud and clear.

A male's cock sheath is his only vulnerability in dragon form. From the corner of my eye, I see Henry running and leaping over burning bodies. With a large club in his hands, he launches from the stairway and somehow manages to land on Drakon's back. It's my chance. Drakon spins and tries to dislodge him. I charge in low and avoid his tail. My forward momentum allows me to slide the last few feet to try to get under him.

Hearing a loud screech up ahead of him he saw that the female black dragon had made it close enough to the boys to attack them. “NO!” Lennox said again trying to gain control of Lynx. Dradon spotted what his brother was looking at and saw one of the Black Dragons about to attack Shawna and the boys. “Nix you go and head off the other black Dragons and I will handle this one.” Dradon said, as he flew into the sky flying above the dragon, dropping his wings to charge the black dragon at full speed. Just as he was about to attack; the Black Dragon’s head snapped in his direction and his eyes locked on to the black eyes of his… “dragon-dame.”

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.

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.

Wearing a white robe and white hair and a white beard, he exuded a sagely aura. “I need your help.” The Emperor stood behind the old man. His face was solemn. “The Black Dragon is getting in the way of my plans. He has to die.” The old man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were devoid of all emotion as if he was no longer alive. The old man stood up and said, “The Black Dragon is highly-trained in martial arts. His strength is unparalleled. No one is capable of killing him. However, all men have an Achilles heel. In his case, it would be Thea Callahan. We can begin with her.”

Then suddenly, a blast of horn cut through the crowd, instantly silencing the noise. "All rise for His Supreme Majesty, King Xerxes and Her Majesty, Queen Valera!" Everyone immediately rose to their feet and bowed. I looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had sired the Commander. He looked nothing like Draven. They shared no resemblance whatsoever. King Xerxes was undeniably a good looking man, possessing the sharp bone structure common among high ranking dragons. Despite being centuries old, he still looked impossibly young like he was barely fifty.

“Since you’re being so stubborn, I’ll just finish you off as you wish!” He activated his divine power and a terrifying sword shadow shot out from the Heaven Failing Sword like a bolt of lightning, coming straight at Dax. He had completely lost all patience at that point and he went ballistic when Dax had blatantly called the Nine Heaven Emperor’s name out loud. That was simply intolerable. It was disrespectful to call the Nine Heaven Emperor by his name and the offender must be killed.