Novel & Cerita Invincible Dragon Guy

Prologue Once known as Levy, a normal human being, an unexpected encounter with a dragon forever changed her life during a sudden attack by Jeffery, her cousin Alice's vengeful ex-mate. This chance meeting with the dragon prompted a transformation, not just of her name, but of her very existence. On the advice of the Dragon Shrine Priest, who received a divine message from the dragon goddess, Levy became Lavina, a name she carried even in the human realm, as a symbol of her new identity linked to the great healer dragon.

Looking back through his shoulder, he gazed at her until she turned left to the other side of the road and disappeared from his sight. 'Did she said, she loves dragon?' He thought. He waited there for a couple of minutes, her words affected him deeply. Ever since he gained the power of a dragon, he never heard someone say they love dragons. In this present world, dragons are forgotten long ago. A tapping of hand on his shoulder brought him back from his thoughts. He then realized he was standing in the middle of the footpath, lost in the thought of a random girl, who loves dragons. "You good man?" The man who tapped on his shoulder asked.

Holy shit! “Is she… She’s a dragon,” I asked, to no one in particular. “Yup. I’m Jack, nice to meet you,” one of the guys said, nodding at me. I gave him a smile because well, he was hot as sin and seemed very friendly. But he was a dragon? “So uhm… Sorry for the dumb questions but she won’t… I mean there’s not little…” I trailed off. “Baby dragons,” he asked, grinning. I nodded.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

Dragon was different—polite, calm, rational—and that was what frightened her. She approached him and asked boldly, curiosity mixing with defiance, "What are you doing, Dragon? Why do you act like nothing happened? What are you planning?" Dragon took a deep breath, stepping closer to her. With a mix of love and pain, he said, "I’m trying to kill the old Dragon—the cruel one who lost his little mate. I changed, Jenny. I changed for you." She glared at him in anger, recalling his words that she would only ever be Dragon’s whore. The powerful slap. His control. She continued to stare at him but decided to ignore everything, even his ghostly words that made her heart tremble.

Perhaps she had woken up in a dream, Minerva thought and looked at the creature that was standing near a huge rock. The creature was a dragon and Minerva was certain of it but it was slightly different from what she had heard. People say dragons are black and ugly but the one before her was nothing ugly. So blue and beautiful. " You're awake," someone said and Minerva immediately recognized the voice. Composing herself, she stood up to look across from where she was standing to see him. He was standing there, like a Greek god Minerva had heard about because of their handsomeness. Minerva couldn't imagine such a beautiful man exists while she was hoping to befriend Noah, the most handsome boy

“I am the child of crown and flame, Yet not my father’s cruel acclaim. He steals what none should ever own, I bring the lost ones safely home.” Ryuki My dragon is many things; he’s intelligent, cunning, sarcastic, annoying, flirtatious, powerful, and fierce. But I’ve never known my dragon to recoil in the face of someone else’s anger. Until now.

I could feel something moving through me, an attraction that I hadn’t felt before. Sure, he was tall, dark, and handsome. His cheekbones were high and his body looked like something that had been molded by the gods. It didn’t explain why a part of me wanted to lay my head down against him. To rub my cheek against his scarred chest, press my lips against those four ragged lines. “I’m a dragon and I've claimed you as my mate.” I didn’t say anything to him, I didn’t know what that meant. A dragon, that I was his mate. How was I supposed to respond to that?

Furthermore, even though the survivors of the Inuit were tough enough, they were not much weaker than Dragon. The young man lay on the ground, his chest heaving violently. His whole body was covered with blood, and his face was as pale as paper. Only his eyes were still looking at the bright moon in the sky. Seeing the figure of Jason walking over, Dragon turned to look at Jason. "Good job! Your tenacity is beyond my imagination." said Jason, looking at Dragon. He had to admit it. Regardless of whether it was him or Dorian, if they were in the same position as Dragon, they probably would not be able to do so.

Many people support Dragon King, despite not knowing his true strength, but under the position of the audience, he is currently very domineering. The remaining two people on the ring, of course, were not pleasing to the eye. Dragon King defeated Iron Buffalo, challenged White Beatiful Duke and Two Fangs, was called Martial God. "Okay, if you want to die, I promise!" White Beautiful Duke couldn't help it, shouted, taking a step forward, the body drifted back to the Dragon King position. He threw his arms out, a secret weapon rushed in front of the Dragon King. Consists of contains more than ten darts, especially containing venom.