Novel & Cerita Iron Shadow Dragon Mode

It made me want him all the more. I hooked my fingers into the silver chain that he wore around his throat. No longer did he wear a binding symbol. Now it was just a simple charm. The side profile of a dragon on a silver pendant. The eye, a glittering ruby that matched Amelia’s eyes when she shifted.

After I made sure that she couldn't see me, I got into the passenger side of his blue sports car. I love blue, but I feel so out of place in his car. I felt out of place in Conner’s dark red BMW, too, but not as much as I do in Clint’s Ferrari. When dragons venture into the human world, they only return with the best things, and cars are no exception. Every year, they buy the newest models, too. Royal dragons control gem and precious metal mines, so they either cash out their stock dividends to buy things, or sell off some gems or metals. They also use their wealth to pay their servants, like me.

“Then we’re going. Now.” _Step back._ “Huh—” Before I could finish, heat exploded in the air. Wind blasted across the ground, swirling around me. The ground shook as a giant shadow swept overhead, wings cutting through the sky with a deep, thunderous sound. My dragon landed before me—massive, silver-black scales shimmering faintly in the morning light. Her eyes glowed like molten steel, bright and aware and ancient. She lowered her head, staring straight into me. _Soren._

Above the collar of his dark dress shirt, I could see tattoos of strange dark runes peaking out along his pale skin. The man beside him had shaggy chocolate brown hair that curled slightly at the ends. A red and plaid shirt stretched tightly over his broad shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who he was. My throat tightened and my heart raced in my chest. What was my boss from Moonlight doing in a dragon’s lair? Lucian let out a low growl and I knew that he was feeling my panic. Drake shifted on the couch, slowly turning to face me. His eyes widened and I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

Pale green eyes—familiar in their intensity despite their reptilian shape—fix on Sorin with murderous intent. Before I can react, the dragon opens its jaws and unleashes a torrent of blue-white fire directly at Sorin. The dragonfire collides with my light shield, not fighting it but merging, amplifying, transforming the energy into something new and devastating. The combined power slams into Sorin's shadow magic with explosive force.

I stopped walking instantly. Massive iron chains hung from stone pillars thicker than tree trunks. Heat filled the entire area, almost choking compared to the cold night outside. And everywhere…Dragons. It was just like earlier, a few days back. Some rested deeper in the darkness while others shifted restlessly against the stone floor. Their scales reflected the moonlight spilling through openings above, making them shine silver, black, and deep crimson. Their eyes glowed in the dark. Watching and breathing. And yes! Fear crawled slowly up my spine, but somehow…I couldn’t look away. Another violent roar suddenly shook the entire ground.

“Eira of Silvermoon Kingdom versus Ironwall of Blackrock Kingdom!” Gasps erupted instantly among the spectators. Ironwall was an infamous figure feared throughout Blackrock City. He was no ordinary contestant, but the ultimate killing weapon of the Blackrock Royal Guard. Standing two point two meters tall, he was always encased in three-hundred-pound dark golden heavy armor. Most daunting of all was his innate energy immunity. Any elemental primal power would bounce harmlessly off his armor and unique physical constitution. He was an impenetrable fortress built purely for physical combat.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

He looked at her still angry, “don’t create a scene here honey. Get on the bike, I will take you to your team.” She angrily snatched the black spare helmet from Andy. Atleast he had stopped carrying that stupid pink cat helmet. They got on the bike and left for the jeep oblivious to Arya’s prying eyes. **** He was talking to his dad on the phone but was checking out the cop mounting the bike. How he would like to have a piece of that ass! “ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?” His dad yelled into the phone. Arya sighed, “Yes baba (dad)”

hearing the quality words of her lord, Ingrid moved her delicate hands towards Zark and hugged him. She is Ingrid, guardian of the library and custodian of the deep areas of the castle, she is a Young Sky Mithryl Imperial True Dragon. Although Damenburg Castle is inhabited by peculiar beings, Ingrid is one of the rarest inhabitants of all, not only that, there is possibly no other Dragonic specimen similar to Ingrid. Firstly, Ingrid is a dragon of perfect complex essence, half Sky Dragon and half Mithryl Dragon, with all the strengths of these two types of dragon, but with none of her weaknesses.