King Black Dragon Novels & Stories

His words had Liana raising an eyebrow when he said getting back will be faster in dragon for. 'I guess we'll just have to find out.' I shrugged and got on, ignoring Liana's bitchy comments and how much she hates flying. Tyrone's dragon is a beautiful black dragon with blood-red eyes, whereas Killian's is white. I wonder what beef they have going on but I shake my head. Now is not the time for that, Valerie. Now focus.

His partner was also having trouble fighting with the dragon that suddenly appeared two seconds ago. ‘Who the fuck is his opponent?’ They’d never seen this black dragon. For a dragon, black was an authority color. Their current leader was yellowish color which represented his gold attribute. Roar! Growl! The roar of the lion and the growl of the hyena echoed as both of them rushed toward their sole target. The sand dragon also lunged toward them confidently. The children watching and sensing the ground trembling every time they took a step forward instinctively pictured a powerful collision as they brazed themselves.

Zelia sigh as she called black dragon, "Hey Black Dragon, I command you to tell me what's going on now? You can hear my call whenever I call your name, right?" The Black Dragon's chuckles as he answer,"Yup. I only come out if you call myself so when I'm at my realm, I can't hear or see what's happening outside unless you will call myself, I could immediately come out. What you order, if what we obey even if we will eliminate, as long as that's your command. We won't dare to defy you." He said as the black dragon tattoo crawled up to Zelia's arm, since the black dragon is so huge, he minimize his side so that it won't look weird if someone might accidentally saw Zelia's tattoo.

The Queen is Sabrina’s great-great grandmother. “What?! What if it will devour my soul instead?! Aliceeee!” I chuckled at her reaction. “That weapon will never devour its owner, Sabrina. Just in case the black dragon attacks you, chant ‘Kyrios’.” I said. “Kyrios?” she confirmed, and I hummed. “It’s the name of the black dragon.” I answered, and she nodded. “Okay, let’s go back to everyone.” I said. We walked towards Willow’s room in silence until she spoke.

I couldn’t say that I blamed him, it was hard to bow to someone like her. I’d heard rumors that Marcus Blackwell and his half dragon mate had been the one to take down the old dragon. I didn’t know if that was true, but it would make it hard for any of us to accept the newest Elder. I myself didn’t want to submit to her either, but I was willing to do it if I were the head of our thrall just to make sure that my people were safe.

When he was done his purple jewel-like eyes glowed at us, his mouth opened and I saw sharp teeth. He was in the sky high above us, his great wing beating into the air, taking him higher before I was ready. Marcus moved forward, he looked over his shoulder at me one last time before his the same sounds filled the room. The dragon that crouched before me was far bigger than both Louis and Nash. Marcus’ scaly skin was pitch black and looked rough to the touch, he turned around slowly and I was met with deep obsidian eyes. Eyes that even in his other form were sad.

The moment Clara clenched the ruby in her palm, a terrifying pressure surged through the Dragon Abyss. The stench of death spread in all directions as the slumbering evil dragon finally opened its eyes. Clara was so terrified that her legs nearly gave out. She trembled violently and stammered, "There really… There really is an evil dragon down here!" The dragon's body was shrouded in black miasma. It opened its blood maw wide and slithered closer to Clara with obvious malice.

But under the given circumstances, it was hard for him to control his impulses and wait for help to arrive. In five minutes, Dom heard a loud 'Thump, Thumps' on the beach outside and ear-piercing screeches. His fellow dragons had finally come to the rescue. Desperate, he ran outside and called out to Mage Master, who was riding the beta Dragon, a ginormous blue-black scaled flying lizard of legends.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinity unto them, then why should he. Lochness, being a proud black dragon and representative of the dragons without affinities, disagreed with these views, thus pitting the two friends against one another. Lochness wanted equality for all dragons regardless of their magical potential. He truly believed that one should not be judged by what abilities they are born with, rather the results they produce.