Legend Of The Dragon Slayer Novels & Stories

'Find the golden dragon, find the seven power stones and forge a weapon that can destroy the demon god. The golden dragon is the only one who can stand up to the demon god but he is not powerful enough. He needs your help, you The legendary mage, his soul mate, and he needs this weapon to fulfill his destiny and save us all.' .................................................... Astoria World 2-01 Cassy, after this weird message, woke up and she was suffocating and drowning... Drowning?

“Honour forbids us to run from a fight, even if it’s one we cannot win.” The other women’s faces emerged from the undergrowth. “I saw you,” said Laney, eyes wide and twinkling. “You wrestled the dragon. You are the Dragonslayer!” Probably something she’d read in a book. The last thing I needed was her thinking I was some kind of mythical hero. Let them think you killed a dragon and you know what happens next? Everyone wants you to kill a dragon for them. And then a giant. And then it’s a balrog infestation. Pest control wasn’t where my ambitions lay.

A low, ancient sound that promised ruin. Her last prey still lingered in her mind, dull and uninspiring. “Mother of Deserts… please!” Argonios, Dragon Slayer of Vamidr, a legend among mortals, fell to his knees. The great sand expanse swallowing the sound of his plea, his voice broke like reed in the wind. Tears streaked through the dust on his face, molten sand clung to his armor that has been half-melted from the heat of her power.

Leila put a handful of glistening ashes from the well in Mother Dragon’s palm, “These are for you.” Mother Dragon teared up. She hugged Leila and kissed her cheek. “Do what you must now, and I’ll be here waiting for you. We have so much to talk about,” she said, while brushing her warm thumb across Leila’s forehead. “May I ask… what does the word ‘Slathar’ mean?” Leila said inquisitively. Mother Dragon smiled. “Slathar is the name for lightning, the gift bestowed from the sky, in an ancient dragon tongue. You are meant to be the queen of the dragon realm. All of the dragon spirits were calling out to you.”

He started to squeeze Louis's neck tightly. Louis started to struggle to free himself away from Drake. But Drake is furious and all he wanted to do right now is kill the man in front of him. By his scent, Drake immediately recognized the other man as a red dragon. Red dragons have a very sinister smell associated with them. "A stupid red dragon" he roared angrily. Louis became purple with a lack of oxygen. His strength is a no match in front of Drake. He is the most powerful living dragon in the world. Soon Louis stopped struggling and Drake let him go after he confirmed that the man is dead.

“Let’s do this Dragina,” Layana said softly stroking the scales of her dragon’s neck. She saw Myra raise her arms - the darkness spreading like smoke from her, bolts of pure darkness were shot at Layana who blasted them all aside as the sky illuminated with her dazzling power.

As they kneeled and vowed their heads, the Silver Dragon Lord uttered some more chants and suddenly the smoke disappeared. “With the power vested in me as the Dragon Lord; you Dareon, the strongest Dragon in the Dragon Land and the master dragon of the Thregonad Village has been tied in heart and mind to your chosen woman beside you now. You will love and cherish her; defend her even if it means death for you; Do you accept these vows with full sincerity and gaiety?” The Dragon Lord asked Dareon after his magical song. Dareon looked-up, put his hand on his chest near his heart and answered with such sincerity and firmness. “I do my Dragon Lord. I will love and cherish Shelyca; defend her eve

“Whatever. But we have sworn to form an allegiance with the other kingdoms.” “Something is not right with that country, your grace. However, our concern should be of here first,” Councilor Feranor suggested. “Okay, uh… how about the dragon?” Tristan said. All of the people on the table suddenly looked at him. Their hopeful eyes were overwhelmed by disbelief and uncertainty. “What do you mean, your grace?” “I mean we could summon it… to aid our fight against the Legion,” “But my king,” the white-cloaked man spoke. “In order to summon a legendary class beast, we need a core from its relative species.”

An accident where a moon dragon needs to fly and grows wings like an air dragon or a fire breaks out and a water dragon needs more than water to douse the flames. These dragons are special. But also the most dangerous. "Why is Carnelia at risk?" Thalan is looking over the sleepers now, connecting through his mental link, using the skypaste as a medium for communication. "I sensed something in her last time we connected, but it is hard to tell if it is true. She's possibly just a very powerful sun dragon, or, she's something else entirely. That's the thing," he looks me in the eye. "Her father was a shadow drake, like the original father, very rare. There is a touch of shadow in the Daax line

“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