I Raised A Black Dragon Wiki Novels & Stories

", Alex rolled his eyes. "Alex..the only reason you're alive to talk back to me because you are my best friend and my annoying brother husband . Today, the Black Dragon survived because beacuse your know everything about White Dragon that's why they want this marriage beacuse they if I declare a war against they all die ", Bright gritted his teeth together.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

I tried to create a windstorm to knock the Black dragon away from Cadma's mate, but the dragon was too big and too strong to be knocked away from her with my magic. Cadmas' mate began to fall to the ground below Ashina. Irlas's mate's wing had been torn off by the black dragon, which had left her unable to fly. It was Malcolm that stood on the back of the black dragon, and I was heading straight for his dragon. With a thud, I landed on the black dragon, quickly shifting into Kiera. I was ready to tear Malcolm apart limb by limb. Dragons can mind link anyone. Kiera asked, "What is your name dragon? So that I may know what to call you as you die by my paw."

Zelia clicked her tongue as she called Black Dragon,"Oi, Black Dragon, are you still sleeping? Mother ask you something." The Black Dragon's tattoo crawled all up to her left cheeks but it's a mini version that fit her half face. The Black Dragon's eyelids open as his purple eyes was seen by them. Reves and Mae were also shock, they can't also recovered from Zelia, calling the Empress, Mother, then a dragon crawled from her neck all the way to her cheeks as the Black Dragon awaken. Mae almost fainted, thankfully Reves catch her. The Black Dragon spoke, "Oh? What do you want to ask, Empress Zenneth?"

I stood there as a massive black hybrid creature, half-dragon, half-wolf, eyes burning bright blue. But I wasn’t the only one shifting. Crux watched me for barely a breath… and then he shifted too. And he did it casually. Effortlessly, like shedding skin. His form exploded outward, bigger than mine three times over. His wings stretched so wide they brushed the walls. His scales were blacker than night itself, drinking in every trace of light. Vanta Black, a rage dragon leader’s color, almost invisible at night. He was darker than the shadows. Only his molten eyes glowed fiercely, ancient, superior can be seen. He was the leader of Rage Dragon who he inherited from his mother.

Powerful, undefeated and immortal. "We shall send the firstborn to spy out the human world, to find out what they can use against us and steal the heart of magic from whoever the keeper is. This time, we will secure our victory." Rowal, the sovereign and alpha of the red dragons, bellows his stand on the plan. He is ruthless, cunning and ambitious, silently wanting the throne of power to be his. The gold dragons are just lucky to be favored by their god, their creator, but he believes he is more fit to lead the remaining clans of flying beast.

It was trembling so hard that she was pressured to get down on her knees. One had to know that this was only the Level 2 Immemorial Demonic Script. One could only imagine how terrifying Level 3 was. Nevertheless, the Black Dragon was a Rank 7 Evolved One. Hence, it still held a certain power. After regaining his composure and calming himself down, he figured that pressure would not work on Lucas. Thus, he stared fixedly at Lucas instead. "I will show you what true terror is, Human!" The Black Dragon roared and opened its big mouth. Moments later, black thunder and lightning shot out from within it.

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

This was not my dragon. “Worst of all, the Moon Goddess cursed him for even coming into this word, never allowing him to have a…” A punch to the shoulder came from another, scowling at him. “That’s enough,” he hissed. “You are scaring the poor girl.” “I’m not scared,” I stood up, staring him in the eye, “and the ‘black dragon,’” I held up quotation marks with my fingers, “has a name.” Wrapping my cloak around me, they continued to stare in amusement. “His name is Creed. He has done none of those things.”