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Ava's voice was low, and she spoke each word slowly. “Is there a way to change the outcome?” I leaned forward to see that Cyran’s forehead was creased with worry. “It will depend on the course of action that is taken. There are two paths. One is Arion kills you, again but this time you die for good. Following your death, Dragons will start dying randomly. It won’t happen at once, but rather every few days a handle full all around the world will start dying. Other Dragons will begin to panic and wreak havoc on the world.” Ava paused and I thought she was done talking until she started again.

"My car is in the underground garage. We can begin basic instruction there." As they walked, Sage pulled out her phone, scrolling through DragonCoin updates with growing concern. The cryptocurrency's sudden appearance and meteoric rise had spawned dozens of conspiracy theories already—everything from government psyops to alien technology. None mentioned dragons, at least not yet, but the comment sections were filled with reports of strange sightings worldwide. "How are we getting to Seattle?" she asked, trying to sound casual despite the panic bubbling just beneath her surface. "Not by plane," Marcus replied grimly. "Airport security systems interact... poorly with dragons in transitional st

His face was pale and he was sweating, screaming through the rag as I sat back and drank my coffee until he quietened down. “Let’s try again,” I said as I pulled the tape off and pulled the rag from his mouth. “Gideon Delanie,” he said through clenched teeth. “Now that wasn’t so hard,” I said and sighed as Kurt slumped forward, passing out from the pain. “Kurt!” I said loudly shaking his shoulders. “What a girl,” Abeloth said with disgust. ‘Great’ I thought to myself. At least I had a name now. I felt Abeloth push forward and reach out to his dragon. He made him submit and then ordered him to wait until sunrise before reaching out to Bazzoit for help.

Eventually, silence returned. Only the foul smell of monster corpses and scattered debris remained. Darren landed beside Andrew's corpse and searched through its shattered remains. A moment later, his eyes brightened. "I found it." In his hand rested a crystal core roughly the size of a walnut. Its surface shone with a deep yellow glow. A Level Twenty-Five Earth-Type Crystal Core. DING! {Congratulations, Host. You have obtained a Monster Core, and not just any Monster Core, but the core of a monster that possessed an ability. One of the rarest treasures in the apocalypse.}

The human part is still there but buried under battle instinct. A dragon descends toward us, it's massive with silver scales, eyes full of hunger not for blood but for me. "The apex mate," the dragon says. Her voice is like earthquakes. "Give her to us and we'll let you live." Adrian shifts in front of me. His wolf form is massive a S ancient. The sight of him makes the dragon hesitate. "She's not a prize," Adrian says. "She's mine." "Exactly," the dragon says. "Which makes her valuable, Apex mates are rare. A human transformed through apex bonding is unusual. The scientific applications alone…"

So where is your mark from Damon? "Well, now that story is a bit longer, and we don't have time for it." "Noted," he laughed. We approached the mountain. "Where is the entrance?" I couldn't see it anywhere. "Oh ya, you need dragon blood to get in." "Please tell me you keep viles of Dragon blood on you?" "No, but I will call Amon, and he can get us in. He's Dagon blood." "How long will that take?" "Depends where he is. He should be able to portal here."

“I’m not sure how much you know about dragon tail scratches, but it basically puts a sleep curse on the victim. It takes 14 days for it to take full effect and once that happens the person scratched will die.” “But there’s a cure for it, right?” “There is, but it’s tough to get without dying,” the doctor confesses. My heart plummeted into my stomach. “In order to concoct a cure, we would need a piece of dragon scale.” “How do we get that?” I asked, looking at him pointedly. “Usually, a dragon master or the dragon king would be able to get it. But most Dragon masters aren’t seen around here anymore,” Harley was the one who answered. “They’ve been banished to the underground city.”

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Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"

Truthfully, the thought of losing him to a painful, uncertain curse hurt even more than our breakup. “To answer your earlier question, yes, dragons love forests,” Felix said, pulling me out of my thoughts. “They’re cold-blooded creatures, so they enjoy areas with shade where they can relax.” “How do you summon a dragon?” I asked. It was easier to ask him about the dragons than to dwell on the past. “Through magic,” he said as we approached a large clearing in the woods. “Here, watch.” He put down the picnic basket and pressed a hand against his chest. There was a slight golden glow, and then from above, I heard the flapping of very large wings.