I Raised A Black Dragon Wiki Novels & Stories

Tyr, who was as black as coal, stepped on the black dragon's head as he looked up at the sky. Roar! Roar! Roar! Howl! Howl! Howl! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Instantaneously, the sky and the earth trembled. Tyr, the black dragon, and the ninth heavenly lightning, each made a sound that was loud enough to destroy the world. Tyr stepped on the black dragon and soared into the sky. Meanwhile, the ninth heavenly lightning in the void was pouring down like river water from heaven. Two enormous forces collided and began to spread everywhere.

Doug laughed and said, "Have you ever seen shamans transform into earthbound immortals? Those are the dragons of the Python family from the northeast." Chad noticed Hector trembling in fear, terrified of the two python dragons. Doug smiled at his daughter, Janice. "Miss Sixth, it's up to you to avenge Janice!" Janice, possessed by Miss Sixth, smiled triumphantly. She vanished on the spot and reappeared atop the black dragon's head. She exclaimed softly, "Dragon's Breath!" The black dragon opened its mouth and spewed a black mist like a dark cloud, engulfing Winston! Almost simultaneously, lightning struck the black mist rising from the rainbow-colored clouds in the sky.

It matched the ring I had bought her and I smiled as I looked at it. “By the power granted to us we declare Rylee Grey the Drakaina of the Grey Lair and true fated bonded half of Sire Lucas Grey forevermore,” Elder Peter said. I felt the pull towards the realm of the dragons and when I opened my eyes, Rylee and I stood in a cave, similar to the one where I found Baz. There was a soft humming sound and a large black dragon appeared in front of us. I instinctively knew what to do and held my hand out to him where he made a cut on my palm and repeated the process with Rylee. I took her hand and our blood mingled once again.

I had to brace myself. “You planning on walking off?” he asked. “Not today.” “That’s reassuring.” I glanced sideways at him. “You don’t think I’d jump.” He studied my face more carefully then. “Should I?” I returned my gaze to the sea. “Do you think your dragon could catch me?” Silence. “Catch you,” he repeated slowly. “Yes.” “Why would I need to catch you?” “I read a book once,” I said. “About cliff diving. People leaping into water from heights like this.”

How ironic. But death proved enough times that doesn't want her. The air trembles as a huge black beast rushes through the air, straight to Astrid. She can't figure out if it's a dream or not until the cold scales of the dragon touch her skin. The last thing she sees before everything goes black is the face of the murderous king grinning at her.

A vision shatters over us— --- Scene One: The Birth of the Wyrm A woman in silver robes kneels in a room of starlight and bone. Her eyes blaze with flame. Her belly's round and hard. A voice speaks from the walls themselves. > "One shall bear the beast, and in bearing, bind it. Her blood will not be mortal. Her fire, not hers alone." I take a gasping breath. "That's her," Ingrid whispers close beside me. "Your mother." The woman—my mother—cries out. Not in agony, but power. A shadow of a dragon bursts from her chest and wraps around her as a shield. Not born. Bound.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

His words had Liana raising an eyebrow when he said getting back will be faster in dragon for. 'I guess we'll just have to find out.' I shrugged and got on, ignoring Liana's bitchy comments and how much she hates flying. Tyrone's dragon is a beautiful black dragon with blood-red eyes, whereas Killian's is white. I wonder what beef they have going on but I shake my head. Now is not the time for that, Valerie. Now focus.

Elara counted silently. One. Two. Five. Eight. Twelve. There were dragons everywhere. Some circled overhead while others descended to the forest floor, their eyes fixed on the clearing. No one attacked. No one spoke. They watched. The black dragon looked at Elara again. “The awakening has begun.” “What awakening?” she asked. “The return of our kind.” Verath stepped forward. “The dragons were hidden.” The black dragon’s gaze moved toward him. “We were sleeping.” “Why?” Silence settled briefly.

He’s just a black wolf? I stared at Mother, trying to understand how a person could be so biased. “He’s my mate. If his advancement is interrupted, it’ll put him in danger. Besides, he’s breaking into the Zenith Stage,” I said, enunciating every word. Mother blurted out, “It’s just the Zenith Stage. That’s nothing compared to your sister.” A single ascent to the Zenith Stage alone was enough to double the school’s strength. Yet in her eyes, it still mattered less than a ruined Alora.