King Black Dragon Novels & Stories

Drake agreed. They both shook their hands. Everyone sighed with relief. "I am Drake Hamilton, the king of the winter Realm" Drake introduced himself. "Nice meeting you Mr. Hamilton. I am Blaze Black, the king of the dark realm. And you already met my brother" Blaze pointed towards Brandon who bowed in front of Drake, sensing the power the orange Dragon possesses. "Yes, I already met him. Nice meeting you Brandon" Drake said politely. "It's a pleasure your highness" Brandon replied.

“Btw, can I go to sleep? The new toll road is a bit of a drive, isn't it? I'm really sleepy and tired. It's crazy, these last two days of meetings have really drained my brain and energy.” Gadis glanced over and found King adjusting his seat so that it was much lower than usual. Then he took one of the neck supports that Gadis knew exactly which character he had chosen; Black Dragon. Since the appearance of the Black Dragon in the world of cinema, King had never been without those cute black dragon-shaped accessories. “Just sleep. I'm not speeding, really. Take it easy, okay?”

A jet-black dragon with dark jade and amber stripe looking marks sat up and coiled its tail around his feet. "I agree. She is your rider; it makes sense that you want get involved. But why should we stay?" A brimstone colored dragon with dark purple swirls sharpened its claws using a rock. Many dragons started voicing their opinion, a majority of them agreeing on their unnecessary presence. Within a few minutes, Kali thought the noise from the war was a lullaby. Despite the talking, not a single dragon was opening their mouth. They were communicating psychically.

Descending slowly through the rift came something absolutely enormous, alive, and terrifyingly ancient. It was a dragon. Its massive body was covered in thick, interlocking scales that absorbed the light like obsidian. Its eyes glowed a predatory, intelligent silver, and massive, glowing containment chains were wrapped tightly around its thick neck, anchoring it to Nyx’s command. The beast unleashed a deafening, sonic roar that shook the very foundation of Blackthorn Kingdom, rattling the glass out of every remaining palace window. Kael stared blankly up at the sky, his mouth hanging slightly open. "...Are you kidding me? We have dragons now? Since when do we fight dragons?"

A suffocating, terrifying aura crashed down on my shoulders, so heavy it physically forced my head to bow. Alpha King Dragon Blackblood stepped into the light. He was a nightmare carved out of muscle and bespoke Italian tailoring. Standing well over six-and-a-half feet tall, he moved with the lethal, unhurried grace of an apex predator. His face was ruggedly handsome, marked by a harsh jawline and dark, slightly greying hair, but it was his eyes that froze the blood in my veins. They were a violent, swirling amber, practically glowing with an unstable, feral madness.

I asked him. "Come,....Kai,he is here." He said between deep breaths. "He is here?" Vale nodded. "And pissed, I haven't seen him like that in a while." I followed Vale as he took me to Kai, everyone else were running away from that direction. We got there and I saw Dylan and Ryan standing couple steps away from a big black dragon. I found myself admiring him, his scales were reflecting the sun shining so brightly. His neck had a bright blue color that shone the most.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

Shane’s voice shook with fury. “We suspect… he may have been taken by the Black Dragon.” “The Black Dragon?” Shane frowned, confused. “Why would they have any interest in my father?” “The Black Dragon is a symbol of vengeance,” the assassin explained grimly. “They’re an organization of highly trained killers, bound by one goal—revenge. I first heard about them during my training. Their assassins come from every corner of the world, forged by suffering and cruelty. They sought strength through the Black Dragon’s brutal training. It’s said their former leader never ended a day without spilling blood. That was how they carried out vengeance.

Princess Cirella was the Southern Kingdoms only heir. Her father King Demos lost his wife in child birth. He was able to save his newborn daughter by having one of the wet nurses tend to her until she was able to feed on her own. King Demos was not related to Demetrix or Orlex. His Kingdom was the warmest part of Hellstrom (Demons named Hell a fancier name) Orlex commanded the coldest part of it. His warriors were told that they held no emotion and could kill with out remorse. Demetrix was at the center of Hellstrom, he also commended the Aegis River and the Obsidian Mine. Something that Belle has been dying to get to. The Obsidian Mine held a specific rock that if molded into a weapon, it w

he asked them. They all nodded their heads. In stance they got ready for the fight against the wild beast. “William how are we doing on the black hole?” asked the Emperor. “Ruby lend me a drop of your blood, and Eric,” shouted William. “What?” asked Eric. “Give me a drop of your blood.” “Why?” “Because only the dragon and phoenix can close the black hole.” “Oh,” they both said. They both cut their fingertips and gave William a drop of their blood.