Hot Red Dragon Archfiend Novels & Stories

asked the dragon as the warm air that he let out of his nostrils and it tickled Red as she looked at him in such fear that she had never faced earlier in her life. “The kind of name that my father had for me before he knew that my mother would be pregnant with me. You can have problems with me but this is the basic courtesy that you need to know not to tell a girl things like that,” said Red and she looked at him dead in his huge eye. The dragon looked at him and said,” I have seen you elsewhere but for the sake of anything I cannot remember where. But leave that. Tell me why you are here.” “I am here because I am stupid and I am an archaeologist and I don’t value my life,” said Red as she c

The dragon let out little chirps, much like a real living being, and there was a radiance that enveloped the space surrounding the metal. Severin's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "Dragon-Patterned Red Gold!" Dragon-Patterned Red Gold ranked among the top ten divine golds. It was forged by the Rules of Heaven and Earth, boasting a formidable amount of power from energy and blood. It also had a density that was second to none. Its bloody red glow could spark a battle between gods and ghosts, in addition to possessing a natural quality that kept malevolent beings at bay. Severin extended his hand, unleashing a formidable suction force that brought the ore closer to him. The majestic

The thought was tantalizing, but they were more than willing to find out. A buzzing sound filled the air as the orb, controlled by the Dragon Kings, suddenly emitted a brilliant light, enveloping Ophelia. At the same time, the mysterious immortal artifact below began to activate. Andrius’ eyes widened with rage. If Ophelia died here, he would have no chance of entering the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix clan’s ancestral land and no chance of curing Luna! “Die!” Andrius roared and charged forward like a raging beast. His entire body was filled with the burning wolf blood, making him look like a feral creature.

The young vampire dragon couldn't help but grow some admiration for the creature on its appearance and power alone. "That's… To think that there was such a sleeping monster in here! Lord Chaos, that's a Peak X-Rank Blazing Fire Dragon! It must be the last evolution of these wyrms… it could quite possibly be the parent of all the… ones we had slaughtered," said Belphegor.

It was worth taking a chance that getting enough flaming oil around them would work. Ghaeron did not need oil. The Dragon swept over the group, flaming, but barely singed the outer edges thanks to the mystical shield. He made a second attempt with no better result. With a roar of frustration, he landed behind the attacking Moran’kaar and swept his foreleg through the rearmost members. Their misshapen bodies were knocked aside and torn asunder, some of them twitching unnaturally though they were in two or more pieces. The Dragon’s second attack was forestalled by the Alva’himar, who sent a volley of energy at him. Flinching, he spat flame in their direction, knowing they would deflect it but

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?!"

“He wants a woman who can take his power apart. Who isn’t afraid to challenge him. Who can pin him down and take control like it’s hers by right. In the bedroom. Every fucking private corner. And he… lets her.” Something in my chest locked tight. The image hit too fast and felt completely unrealistic as I tried to picture the scenario—Draven Ironclaw, the Red Dragon, on his back, beneath a woman who didn't have to ask. Heat rushed up my neck, and my mouth went dry in an instant. For a second, I seemed to have lost my voice. Bianca was giggling. “What about Mira?” I started, the name coming out thinner than I meant. She sniffled, a smile hanging over her pretty face. “Mira comes closest to wh

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

They looked like rickety monsters, with their glass eyes shot out, sporting a toothless hollow grin, dwarfing her. Her red, ornately embellished wedding dress, slowing her down. Her red dupatta (stole paired on an Indian dress) sweeping the ground, wet and heavy with the slick and rust. With her service Glock 17 handgun, cradled in her sweaty hands, she was quite a sight to look at.

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.