Romans & histoires Kaiju Dragons

I didn't realize where I was until I saw Kai emerging from underneath the water. A Dragon. He was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. My mom used to warn me about dragons. She told me they were enemies to us werewolves and would burn us to ashes. But for some reason, I wasn't scared when I met Kai. Kai looked at me with his big, golden eyes and smiled, revealing sharp teeth that seemed to glint in the sunlight. I couldn't help but stare at him in awe. His scales shimmered in the light, and his wings were so large they almost seemed to touch the sky.

“Fuck, really?” I laugh. “Yeah. So, you’re gonna want to get on top of that tunnel situation. We’re talking a lot of space. Dragons don’t do cozy, and most of them aren’t subtle. Or quiet. Or housebroken.” Kai drags a hand through his already-messy hair, still blinking like he’s trying to catch up. “I didn’t think they’d actually come.”

She was too tempting and what if he slipped and she discovered he was a dragon? He shook his head. No, it was better this way. One night of passion for them both to remember. The coldness of the crystal itched across his palm. Once his dad realized Earth had a few of these quasicrystals, he'd send Kohl and some of his brothers to scour for more. Their weapons could be reanimated and they could win this war. Kohl folded his wings and landed outside the cave entrance. Nothing around him stirred and he scooted through the opening, twisting slightly at the end to wedge his way deeper into the labyrinth. At the opening, a body collided into his.

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”

The sounds of Enthro's distorted body growing larger by the second deep in the chambers below. Jourton: HE'S A JUKAI!! (Sliding to a stop to take a thinking pose for a moment with one hand under his chin and an overly deep-in-thought expression on his face, he snaps his finger causing a small spark to appear and says.) Kaiju!! Mr.Rei said the big monster thingies are Grotesque aka Kaijus. But he's no match for my FRIENDS!!!!

“Never really thought about that before. They seem scary and . . . firey. Burning people up and eating them. Knocking down buildings in Tokyo. Not super sexy to me.” “Tokyo?” She laughed, tossing her head back, giving me a great view of her soft, supple throat. “Godzilla isn’t a dragon, dumbass, it’s a kaiju.” I laughed, my mouth dropping open. “Hey, no need to name-call because I don’t know as much aboutthings that don’t existas you do, you big nerd.” “I work in a bookstore. Nerd is a compliment. Dork.” “Geek.”

She gawks seeing a painting of huge blue dragon arising from the depths of the sea. 'I haven't seen this type of dragon in my realm. Is she a sea serpent? The one that goes extinct?' Questions fill Amira's head as she glances at each painting. She instinctively touches one and senses an inexplicable connection. 'Mother.' While she is lost at the sight of the image in front of her, Kian aligns more paintings on the wall but these ones are no longer flexing beauty but of bitterness brought by chaos and destruction. A humongous dragon, terrifying and monstrous, firing and destroying homes and hopes of people, catches Amira's attention.

One side was designated for rest and for spectators during matches. Surrounding the stage were six pillars, each representing a different dragon power like Light (yellow pillar), Shadow (purple pillar), Sun (orange pillar), Earth (green pillar), Water (blue pillar), and Fire (red pillar). Above the stage, a carved dragon with blue eyes, so lifelike it seemed to watch over them, adorned the ceiling. As Lea looked around, she spotted Rayan, Jude, Vickey, Lily, Alisha, and Ria training near the stage. Liam followed her gaze and also saw their friends.

Silence consumed the clearing. No one moved. No one breathed. Beyond the fracture, enormous shadows drifted through the pale violet light. They were unmistakable now dragons. But wrong. Their shapes were twisted, their wings unnaturally long, their scales glimmering like shards of obsidian. Their eyes burned with the same pale violet glow as the creatures from the forest. The Dragon Kings. Dead dragons that should have remained legends. Elara felt cold. “That’s impossible,” Kael whispered.

With a swift motion, I clenched a fistful of their armor and catapulted both soldiers into the onlooking crowd. A growl escaped me and I lunged at the commander, teeth bared and claws elongated. Claws? When did I get claws? The thud of a blunt weapon impacting my skull brought me crashing to the ground face first. A pair of muddy boots filled my blurring vision. The murmur of voices could be heard addressing the crowd.