Hookfang Dragons Novels & Stories

Until then, all Dom had to do was keep this set of werewolves and witches from coming to Freddie's team and causing trouble. Since the witches knew their magic was useless against the dragons, they had prepared potions that could do their bidding. SHS wasn't as commonly thrown as it could hit one of their own. During his combat with two wolves in the suffocating tunnel, Dom got picked up by the arm and thrown against the edge of the Y-fork of the tunnel. Instead of getting hit and falling, he ended up crossing the hidden path that led to a third tunnel. His attackers were getting busy with the rest of his team.

The wind at the summit of the Obsidian Hatchery didn’t just howl; it screamed with the frequency of a dying world. High above the fortress, where the air was thin enough to taste of stars and ancient frost, the Great Drakes of the Obsidian Peak stirred in their stone nests. These were not the dragons of myth, but primordial, fur-clad behemoths—half-wolf, half-serpent, with wings of leathery shadow that spanned thirty feet. They were the "Shadow-Stalkers," beasts that had served the High Alphas since the First Dawn, and they only answered to the resonance of a Hallowed Command.

There was nothing separating us from our dragon mates and I knew that they would be able to listen to anything we said. Tara went over to the shelves, grabbing a remote control and turning on the television. I moved closer to the bed, looking at the headboard. It was a dark iron bed frame. The heavy bars made curving designs and on several of them I could see the indents of where chains had dug into the metal. Scaring the bars that were half hidden by a few fluffy pillows. Maybe Tara hadn’t been joking about being tied up for two days? She probably hadn’t if Frankie was like Spencer. I was beginning to see a pattern between the two men and I couldn’t help but wonder if that was because they

He examined the engraving. “No.” I looked. The dragon wasn’t like Nicholas’s personal symbols. It had two heads. Wings spread. A crown between them. Lydia leaned closer. “That’s not a dragon.” “What?” I asked. She pointed. “Look at the tails.” Two bodies. Intertwined. Not one creature. Two. “Twins,” I whispered. Lydia looked at me. The room went silent again. Chase frowned. “I never noticed.” Nicholas turned the key.

"Boom--" The power of this palm is not to be underestimated, only to hear a loud noise, Gu Feng finally was still shocked back, but he is now the momentum does not decrease but increase: "Again!" At the end of his words, he stomped his feet and rushed up again, "Mad Dragon - Seven Destruction Chop!" Ancient medieval old man beard hair halberd Zhang, angry, he came out this time, thought the mortals when it is afraid of immortals, I did not expect that these three people are so arrogant! How could these three people be so arrogant!