Legend Of The Dragon King Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Because I don't want any kind of conflicts between our kingdoms in the future, at least not because of me. Though I have not seen how close you and my mother were, I have heard ample stories from my father. And he understands your anger as well as he also blames himself for my mother's death. And it's not a big deal telling you about me as the others might not know about the existence of the white dragon and the unfinished war but all the Kings and Queens from all the kingdoms know about it. So by reviling my identity, I am just giving a face to the information you already know" Lea answered.

He is known as the Red Dragon with Black hair; a ethnic Miao man living in Thailand. Cai Kang recalls a conversation with Yuto on the southern Isles that he did meet one who did have white hair. Even with his rampages before getting his yeouiju, he didn't feel the pain from it and he was physically pretty weak even with the rampages thus didn't suffer like the rest as he is physically incapable of feeling it. He became a dragon king only to clear his karma and repent for his past lives before he died a natural death and succeeded in canceling out the bad karma. He's described to be buddha like and is even called the Red Benevolent King. It's a lot of take in but at least it was educational.

She sends him flying into the wall. She walks to the window where her dragon sets fire to the kingdom of Gandigos, “It was nice seeing you again, Regi.” The king's feels his view start to fade as he watches her walk away into the thunderstorm. RISE OF LEGENDS Book #1 In TLOA Series A.C Elegbede

It was quiet and it created a safe space for her outside of the chaotic world. “Hmmm, do you know what number you are in the dragon kings history?” she asked. Drake paused a bit before answering, “I do actually, it would interest you to know that I am the 100th dragon king. I was crowned after the first dragon king; King Drake the 10th of Faulkner” “Wow! So only 10 kings have been crowded after Faulkner, why is that?” she asked, bursting with curiosity now, the stress of the musical play pushed to the back of her mind.

he coughed painfully and was given more water " Maldorr is coming, all the nations on the west side of Ligath have fallen and his army grows stronger every day''. ''Of the seven dragons that roamed the skies in our time none is left not even his, word has it that it was poisoned by the evil in his heart" "Words have reached us too, but you must rest my friend" the King made to rise but Sikorra placed a warm bundle into his hands. "This is why I am here" he said as the king unwrapped the bundle to expose a large scaled rock of the most iridescent blue that seemed to pulse and hum with life like a heart beat

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

As the two extremely quick silhouettes exchanged several blows, it was like a whirlwind was blowing through the square, making a clean sweep of all opposition. They went to and fro with neither one being able to do anything, regardless if they were superior or inferior. In the end, as the two exchanged another strike, Dragon King retreated to the edge of the square and Tyr retreated to the entrance to the Siamese King’s bedchambers. “Impressive,” said Dragon King. As a myth of Thailand, he was undoubtedly the most powerful person in Thailand. Dragon King was now over a hundred years old. To think he would meet an expert like Tyr in his lifetime.