I Raised A Black Dragon Wiki Novels & Stories

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

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.”

The bare-branched trees won’t serve as a proper cover for anything and then I look up in the sky… My breath hitches when I see the white dragon, An arctic dragon, ethereal and lithe as it flies not too high up. Its shadow covers me momentarily. I stand there mesmerised as I watch it fly for some time with a strangely thudding heart. The afternoon rays of the sun reflect on its snowy white form, making the greyish-white wings look veiny and almost translucent and making it look more majestic. An arctic dragon is as rare as a basilisk. I feel my heart lodge in my throat when the beast slightly tilts its head, its beady black eyes meet mine. Its gaze narrows slightly before it veers and begins

Aryan king, the frightening hybrid black dragon. Daeira lifted her eyes to the window and saw the large moon and its light streaming inside her room. Her ears were greeted with gentle waves of water as she slowly bolted up and rubbed her eyes. While doing such, something chimed on her wrist and she learned it was the red lava ruby and it brought her instant comfortable warmth when she beheld it.

"You don't even have a dimension ring, you idiot! Who are you to battle me? Botani opened his hands, and a gigantic palm swooped downward from the sky. The attack broke Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade into pieces, and Wilbur was pushed back as well. Just then, Edmund cast the Black Dragon Spell. The enormous black dragon came whooshing over, and Botani's right hand lengthened several times to grab Edmund's neck, causing the black dragon to vanish. Wilbur saw this and flew downward, launching a blow of his own that summoned a white dragon that disappeared the next second. In response, Botani conjured a black ball of energy that he hurled to his left. The white dragon reappeared and collided with

Trenton asked, taking a few steps back. “Okay, I see your point. While I don’t believe my father would have done that, I will take your word for it. Since you can turn back time, I will want you to show me what really happened back then, but later.” Cyran answered Trenton, as I held my breath to keep myself from throwing up. “First, let’s get rid of that black Dragon Mark.” Trenton waved his hand and a female, about my age stepped forward. She looked tiny and I couldn’t imagine that she was able to contain a Dragon within her. I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one.

The man would not hesitate to kill me if he had the chance to do so. Natalia’s and Crystal flew to the podium and fire blew from their dragon’s mouths. The witches dodged them in an attempt to reverse the flames but one of the dragons, a black one, stood in the face of the fire, sucking it into its body before taking his turn to blow. The man on the black dragon was Alexander. My beauty’s grandfather came to her aid.

Droc was waiting inside him, ready to split his head off, if he said that Xavier was the bearer of the dragon, but he froze in his place to what he Eris said "It's a person named Damond , who wears a black cloak, and additional information, he's the one who cast a black magic spell on your sister." Well, things got more complicated than before, why would a dragon cast a spell on his sister, besides, why would a dragon put his hand in the hand of the subordinate Venus? "I told you that there are a lot of complicated things, that we don't know anything about." "Well, what are you planning to do now?" Eris stood up, with Bella standing behind him

"Does the name Anne Wilson ring any bells?" Dominus asked. He was the only one with a dragon from where he had come from, his mother had given it to him alongside her powers. "I'm afraid it doesn't," The dragon replied politely. "Is something troubling you?" The dragon inquired. The dragon slowly transformed into a man in his mid-thirties. "The girl is strange. At first, she saw my other self slaying a bunch of people, and now she noticed the black gene vapor. What is she?"