Novel & Cerita King Of Dragons Name

And then it came, tearing the fragile silence apart. A roar—no, the roar—exploded across Qombinia, rolling over the city like thunder born inside a mountain. It hurled birds from the palace roofs and froze hearts mid-beat. People who had never seen a dragon dropped to their knees instinctively; those who had knew the sound could only belong to one being in the realm. King Drakonios. Omni Draco. Last of the Eternal Brood.

~~~~~~~~~~ Long time ago Flashback Dragonesse Kingdom Queen Astra gathered all the Dragon's attention of different classes, shades, and forms. Black dragons were among them. Even the Queen and King were a little intimidated by them because of their extreme cruelty and vile tempered. They were vicious and ruthless adversaries and their acidic bile dissolved through the heaviest armor with ease. One of them is the ruler of the Dragonese Kingdom who heard about their upper leader and he was King Dhaurgothoth. He has a wife namely Queen Vaasa and their son who hatched from its egg for eleven months and he called him Danym, their little prince.

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

The next morning, Dhari came with the full details off who the King of the Dark realm is and where his palace is. "The name of the dark king is Blaze Black. People are whispering about him having a human mate, but nothing was announced officially. But yesterday he burned a dragon alive for misbehaving with the girl whom everyone thinks as their queen and his mate. Like his name implies, he becomes a living and breathing fire, when provoked. But apart from that, he was said to be a good king" Dhari revealed.

Elder Peter asked me. Baz stood tall next to me, he roared softly in my mind, and Jax and Preston's eyes flew open. I could still see the sweat on Rev's brow as he took deep breaths. Jax stumbled slightly as he climbed off the bed and I got a good look at the dragon on his back. It suited him perfectly. "His name is Gradarth," Jax said and his father smiled proudly. "And yours Mr. Scott?" Elder James asked Preston. "Zurden," he said and he seemed slightly bigger than before.

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

King Henry is, of course, not expecting me and not happy to see me, and sends two of his biggest, baddest warriors out to meet me in the skies just beyond his territory lines. But I’m not a simple dragon. I’m not a warrior. I’m a king. Kings are… born, not chosen. In the days when dragons were plenty, a king could have many male heirs, but the oldest son wouldn’t be presumed heir of his father’s title. No, sometimes a younger son would show… certain gifts. Certain traits that made him stronger, faster, and more capable than his brothers… and he would be king by destined right–by destiny itself.

he asked. “Yes Dad. You are right. He is an Imperial Dragon but there is a slight deviation in Xador’s case to which I will come back soon,” I said. “The second type, as I told you are the ‘Elemental Dragons’ which have infinite sub categories including those kiddie ones that is, ummm Water Dragon, Fire Dragon, Air Dragon, Shadow Dragon, Plague Dragon and all but we don’t have any complicated Chinese or Japanese names. Just these simple ones. And lastly, the ‘Dark Royal Dragons’ who unlike their name, do not belong to any royalty and neither are they villainous,” I answered. “So, who leads all of you ? Never heard of a Dragon King before,” Dad Lucan commented.

I said, careful with my words. "Who is real?" Eren asked. She was still confused. "The beast," I said. I made my voice sound happy and surprised. "My dragon. She is talking to me. In my head." Eren's mouth fell open. "The dragon? She is awake? You mean like your actual dragon is awake? After all this time?" I nodded. I forced a big smile. "Yes. Her name is Veylara. She says my anger woke her up."

I stand there for a moment, looking down at her. She looks so small in my bed. So fragile. But I know she is not fragile. I have seen her fight. I have seen her stand up to Kendal. I have seen her refuse to break. She is stronger than me. I walk to the window. Open it. Cold air rushes in. I need to think. I need to breathe. I need to remember who I am. I am Cassius Draven. The Dragon King. The most feared man in the kingdom.