Hot Red Dragon Archfiend Novels & Stories

The energy that I had kept buried for so long, after losing Azura forty years ago, began to swarm inside of me and I put everything I had into diving down faster. What happened next, happened so fast that it took me a moment to understand what had transpired. For the first time in my life, I experienced a full-blown Dragon Rage, causing me to react recklessly. One second, I was chasing Arion, the next I was gripping Arion’s heart. His Dragon was lying in a small crater, as he had slammed into the ground with enough force to smash a parked car and create a crater in the middle of the road. Luckily, Kellan and the others had moved the humans far enough away that they hadn’t been injured.

As Victor and the other Dragon’s coughed harshly, Aelred used the scythe to strike a torch of fire directly into the vulnerable place between Viktor’s horns and cut into the other Red Dragon’s scaly neck with the sharp spikes of his large tail simultaneously. One last blow of bright fire ended Viktor’s miserable life as Aelred rolled the scythe once again, the whirling fire blaze cut the Red Dragon’s head off. They both started to change to their human form, as it happens to every dead Dragon. Now I finally noticed that the unknown Red Dragon was Orit’s oldest son. He sent his teenage child to fight instead of fighting himself, this only fed my anger and my urge to end his life. Flipping his

replied the Red Dragon. "Help our struggle, Red Dragon. This mission needs to be completed so that the dragon race is safe from extinction,” said Astrid. “I will gladly help you. My name is Urvarth, The Gentleheart. Call my name when you need my true strength, Amicus,” said the Red Dragon smiling kindly. Astrid replied with a big smile. Suddenly there was a deafening scream. “Firebreath! I summon you!” someone shouted. The red dragon's figure was sucked back into Firebreath's magic sword, and the blade gave off a bright light.

You are a genius, only you can help us out. Then I also need something it returns for the help. What do you want Red? I am the seventh son of Devil king Lilith and I promise you I will give you what you ask for me. I just need the "Dragon Egg". Dragon egg, Aarush he told he needed a dragon egg. Wait what did you say Red are you full of ourselves. Do you know how hard it is to find the dragon? But you were asking the dragon egg. It is the simplest task you think.

he comments, and I roll my eyes. "What's with your hair and eyes?" I point out and he snaps his fingers. In a blink of an eye, both his hair and eyes become a bright red. He snaps his fingers again, reverting them to their previous colour. "Wow. You really are a warlock. Must be nice," I say, the corner of my mouth curved upwards. "It is. Regardless of that, I'm still an impure who is regarded as an outcast in the supernatural society," he tells me, turning away from me.

She just looked at him, but did not reply. Walking over to the nearest chair, she sat down and a sudden humming enveloped her. She shifted into her snake form but was not attacking anyone. I knew she was meditating and divining, looking through space and time and secret veils to get her answers. Humming became louder, and a red sparkly mist started falling on her. She gasped but allowed it to continue. I watched her in awe – she had incredible control. Her eyes were closed, and she looked as if she were sleeping, her body moving gently the only sign she was awake. When she opened her eyes again, they were blood red. “The Tribrid is bound to the Spieta line, by blood and oath. Those who you m

Perhaps it is the accumulation of his karma of the past. For Kurai on the other hand, his is more tragic. As he keeps reading, he looks strained. Kurai's first life as the first Red Dragon or rather his original epithet the Southern Sea King, is a tyrant. He goes on rampages, kills and ravages villages and lands and is the most destructive of the four Dragons. Cai Kang's past life did not have any hubris and continues to be benevolent while the other three have crimes of their own. His is the worst though.

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

Merethyl says to me. I leap up after him and see four hybrids, squaring off against Tana. One is part fire dragon and he’s throwing fire at her as if he can defeat her with her own element. There’s another one that smells like fire dragon, but is more Komodo dragon than fire dragon, so he looks like a lizard. Then there’s an earth dragon/lion hybrid in lion form, and what smells like a lion/elf hybrid, also in lion form.

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