Iron Dragons Slayer Novels & Stories

she admitted. Brandon flew over to where the first Assassin lay on the ground, intending to take him out before he got his faculties back, but by the time her uncle arrived, the man was stirring enough to defend himself. A Hunter could always kill a Guardian, regardless of what sort of ammunition was in use. The only way a Guardian could kill a Hunter or a Hunter could kill another Hunter was with titanium. “What are they using?” Jo demanded Scott answered, “Titanium.”

I frowned. AIKON The bottle of wine almost slips on my hand. I suddenly became out of focus for the first time. I looked up and saw the person responsible for it. “Black Dragon.” I shivered upon thinking of his name. I can’t believe he was him. The famous Black Dragon. The invincible. No mission failed. I sighed and was shocked when the bottle slips on my hand. Then someone catches it and spoke. “Hyung, is there something wrong?” it was the twin that substituted me a while ago.

“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.

No man dared raise a blade against the fated rule of Dragon and Salamander, no matter how dark and miserable the days turned. But then, a lone ray of hope pierced through. A nameless man succeeded in taking a dragon with him to the afterlife; something that had previously been deemed an impossible task. The man was the first slayer and would only be remembered by his generic name Dragon Slayer (Toryu). His feat quickly entered the realm of legend. His story was sung and passed down in secret gatherings, lauded in soft voices around a dimmed fire. But deep down the hearts of men, it kindled a far grander flame.

Both had raven black hair, almost appearing as if they were brothers. “Just let me go, I promise I won’t tell anyone about anything.” I pleaded. “Sorry, but we can’t let you leave. You are the Keeper of the Dragon Stone and Cyran is your mate and guardian. “Excuse me?” I blanched at them, unable to believe what I was hearing.

Draco replied with a serious face. “Then who are the two people next to you? I have to know their names before having a great battle. At least when I bury you, I can put your names on it,” said Radcliff with a sneer. Edmund's eyes flashed with anger. "I, Edmund Brighton, The Son of Jergintarth, The Firestarter, Half-Dragon, challenge you Dragon Slayer," replied Edmund as he stepped forward and stood right beside Draco with a look full of anger.

He roared a sound that shattered the air, shaking the ground and echoing across the mountains. Flames erupted from his body, curling in living serpents, rolling over enemy lines. The sheer intensity of his presence drove foes backward, forcing monsters and men alike to recoil in terror. Yet the dragon’s raw power threatened to consume everything, including Ashenrealm’s soldiers. Elara’s silver energy surged in response, wrapping around him like ribbons of pure light, guiding and tempering the inferno, shielding the allies nearest them.

A few orcs and riders were behind her protective barrier, but she knew their men could handle them at least. “Kill them all,” Layana said to Dragina as she used her own powers to focus on the riders obliterating them where they stood, each death seemed to bring her power and confidence to go on. Dragina’s deathly blast of ice froze the entire army of orcs before Layana shattered the pieces of ice with her power. At the same time, Dagoraths poured from the sky like rain, fried by Declan’s deadly bolts of lightning and Drakayaans fire.

Hello, everyone! This is XSkylar19. It has been a very interesting ride for me while writing Bane of the Dragons because (fun fact) this was my very first dragon genre. I know some of you probably disliked how everything turned out or how fastpaced everything happened but know that this was intentional as I couldn't drag the story on. Anyway, while this book becomes the first book for dragon genre, it certainly wasn't my first book in the fantasy genre.

Over the next few years, he and Morgana worked together, hunting down and killing the remaining demons until only he was left. But one night, Dracula let his guard down. Morgana sneaked out of his room and opened the castle gates. Outside, an army of wolves was waiting. Leading them was Syrax, a dragon who wanted to kill the last demon child, Dracula who held the power of Silver, the dragon of water and life. The plan worked perfectly. Dracula had never seen these wolf creatures before and didn't know they existed and his own army had no idea how to deal with them. With Syrax and Morgana Hellsing working together, Dracula was defeated.