How To Survive As A Terminally-ill Dragon Novel Novels & Stories

He turned back to look at Ver Nooy and saw Hélarion still chopping at the mountain trolls, leaving wide circles of dead around him. The smell was getting worse and a dark cloud of smoke began to fill the sky. A strange wind picked up and a mysterious awful cry came from behind his position. Termâs turned, and there it was. He could not believe his eyes. The sculptures, carvings, and paintings were not enough to prepare him for his first glimpse of a real dragon. It stretched across the sky in a zigzag pattern breathing fire and smoke as it closed in on Ver Nooy. The mighty soldier could think of nothing to do except turn and yell, “Dragon!”

My eyes swim and search through the darkness as I try to search for the black bastard dragon that put me in this position. I knew that I should have never trusted him. No one can be trusted. I feel as my movements starts to slow and my body starts to go lax from the lack of oxygen. I actually don’t know if dragons can die this way. If I can’t then I am still in deep shit. I could spend an eternity here in the pits of this water drowning over and over until I find a way out. Who would have ever known that this is how my life would end. I always thought that it would be at the hand of one of my enemies as someone would have struck a final blow. I looked forward to my death ending that way.

"But father said it was us who attacked the dragons, not the Terrans." Zuriel laughed. "Why do you think the Terrans became greedy and wanted the power of the dragons? Greed is one of the sins committed by demons. It was father who manipulated the Terrans to attack the dragon clan." Elisia was not surprised. Greed was one of the seven deadly sins. Maybe Asmodeus sent someone to spread greed to the Terrans. Like his children who were sent to the mortal realm to bring destroy it. "Five dragons survived and escaped that day. The fire dragon, Azzurth. Zykur, the water dragon. Shirma, the wind dragon. Aldra, the ice dragon. And Endralth, the immortal dragon."

They let out roars of pain as they tried to break free from the barrier that suddenly appeared. But it was inevitable. The red light swirled faster, the roars intensified until the entire earth trembled from it, and the barrier shrinked until suddenly—both dragons exploded into a thick mass of black blood. The entire forest became deathly silent, covered entirely in black blood. The dark sky slowly brightened as the sun crawled out. The dragons had been destroyed and their reign of terror stopped. It was over. But not for Aurora. She opened her eyes with a gasp and sat up. She was still alive. How was she still alive?

It is a miracle that I survived all those suffering years. I am actually fortunate because at the very least, I won't have to read it for more times, this one is now more than enough. I once again looked around my surrounding. As expected, the noise that I have been hearing since the morning finalmy faded since all of them are now about to sleep. The knights's noise, the servants and other nobles who came early just to know more details regarding the sudden appearance of a dragon. Now that they are finally resting unlike me, my surrounding became so quiet that it feels like crap. I am used to this kind of surrounding but now that i am thinking about it, I think I like a noisy surrounding mor

There was something about her that felt so special and at the same time dangerous. But whatever the outcome, maybe I'm excited to meet them all. I sighed and took a left turn heading straight to Rex's chamber when a shadow passed me. Immediately I felt alert. I stood still and glanced around. I was in the middle of the passage. I invoked my burning flames, which was the only thing that saved me. There's something about us, the were dragons riding apart on our dragons and using their flames to burn down our enemies. We still possess the power of our own that we don't need to depend on our dragons all the time. No other kingdom knows of this power because we secretly disguise it, using only ou

he started to say, a little exasperated that she was acting stubborn. “I’m not leaving you.” she cut in adamantly. “You’re not leaving me,” he corrected, voice softening. “You’re surviving, that’s different. And I'm a dragon remember? It would take more than mere wolves to kill me” Just then the first wolf lunged half a step, testing his reaction. Drake adjusted his footing and angled his sword defensively. “I need to distract them before it's too late. Once I’m out, they’ll follow me. That will be your opening.”

Atticus placed his hand on top of Harris’ hand as he let out a small breath. “It's okay, love. I just wasn't as prepared as I thought I was to see this. But I'm okay now. I need to do this.” Harris let out a breath and pulled Atticus’ face forward, resting their foreheads against each other. …. Atticus walked forward with his hand tightly gripping Harris' hand. He tried to keep his walls up but it was difficult. It wasn't just the destroyed buildings. Even though the Earth has settled around the bones and partially covered them, Atticus could see the full outline of where a dragon lay after falling from the sky. They were everywhere, bones of dragons that flew in the sky, breathing fire, try

It floods through the air. It floods through me. My wounds burn. Then begin to close. Malrec notices immediately. His eyes flash with furious disbelief. “No,” he breathes. “Yes,” I growl. I surge upward with renewed strength, throwing him back across the terrace. He crashes through the remains of another pillar and rolls across the ancient stone floor before regaining his footing. For a moment we circle one another. Two dragons standing in the center of a dying empire. Above us the bridge blazes like a star.

Brielle firmly clasped her hand together, almost as if she was praying as the vision unfolded before her eyes. "If salvation is what you seek, then the dragon must awaken it’s blood. Their wings must rise, and the flames must burn away what is rotting. Only a dragon’s flames can cleanse the impure, fire alone can carve the path to peace. Without it, ruin shall swallow everything whole, and nothing will remain but silence and ash." Brielle took a sharp inhale, as if seeing into the future almost made her breathless. "Save the dragonbloods. Save the little child. For in their hands lies the balance of all things; between survival and extinction, between light and everlasting darkness."