Like A Dragon Chapters Novels & Stories

Elton. With Brendan, it hadn’t been fire, but- heat. Darla tilts her head. Her eyes catlike and rounded with golden spheres feel as though they might burrow themselves under Alcina’s skin, and straight through to her very soul if she gazed for long enough. “You know,” Darla says conversationally. She steps closer to Alcina. “Some of the legends on dragons...they say, that dragons are fire.” Alcina blinks.

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

I was almost there, and then I would allow myself a short break. But then, I heard a curious noise. It was like a bird’s wings, only much louder, as if it was waves crashing against rocks. I looked up for the source of the sound, and nearly fell to the ground again when I saw what was there. A dragon, larger than an aeroplane, was hovering above me. The blood red scales of the beast shimmered even in the little light that was in the sky. Its huge green eyes looked directly into mine, and I felt a shrill scream leave my mouth. Even though I knew it was stupid, I ran.

Drake reassured with a small smile. Elaina nodded in understanding and kept trying. After sometime Drake got an idea and he reached out to take the harp from her, “How about we take a little break and learn something new?” He suggested. Elaina frowned a little but let him take the harp. “What do you mean?” Drake picked up the ancient book and handed it to her before saying, “We have never really gone through this book properly, aside from the ritual and recitations, there is some written history of dragons in it. Take your mind off music for now and let's learn something new”

she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book. It...called to her. She sat on the steps, sword now placed across her knees, as she opened the book. The words spilled into her mind like sunflower seeds. Valia Rostrag. A dragon who was incomplete. Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom.

I hissed when I felt his flame touch the side of Shade’s wings. Shade roared as he twisted around, his massive tail thrashing from side to side. He caught the dragon once, and the other one almost went down, but soon he soared above, his wings flapping down on us, as he opened his mouth, and if he breathed fire now, I knew I would be toast. “This would be the time, Nova...” I felt the first burst of flame and then the fucking dragon roared. ---- If you love the story, and want to know more about Vera and Mateo, come join me on my grop f aceb00k - Queens from hell! Tell me what you think. THis has become a longer chapter than I intended.

Something's very wrong. A scream tore from her lips, echoing through the trees. But the sound was cut short as a massive shadow passed overhead, blotting out the stars. Cathy's heart thundered in her chest as she recognized the familiar silhouette. ‘The dragon. Magnus's dragon.’ The dragon spirit—Magnus's dragon—landed beside her with earth-shaking force. Its obsidian scales gleamed in the moonlight, each one a mirror reflecting her own wide-eyed wonder. ‘It's here. It's actually here.’

During her absence, Lian noticed a huge black dragon coming towards them from the sky with strength and speed. Lisa holds her hand trying to calm her down: Calm down , my lady Continue reading the next chapter Layan with horror: Run Lisa, run, he will kill us, he will kill us, run Lian holds Lisa's hand to try to run with it, but the dragon prevents them from standing in front of them and exhales hot air in their faces to dry the blood in Lian's body and she closes her eyes in preparation for death. Kamel until he falls to the ground from the intensity of laughter while holding his stomach tightly

I thought I saw a tail slithering in the darkness and I blinked again to try and clear my mind. I watched as the echoes made it hard to distinguish where the sounds were coming from and I could swear I heard something whisper Chase’s name. He had heard it too and he peered into the darkness. “Show yourself beast,” Chase commanded sounding a bit like Lucas. “Are you afraid boy?” the dragon hissed. “I’m not afraid of you beast,” Chase said and I almost laughed. “Your wish is my command,” the beast said. I saw the movement from behind the throne as the dragon lunged and merged with him. Chase’s eyes widened and then he screamed clawing at his skin. He went down to his knees and he kept screamin

Chapter Three – The Song of the Dragons (Fred’s POV) I had never seen anything like this before. Drake’s lair was a world of its own—vast, endless, and pulsing with power. The stone walls weren’t ordinary rock; they shimmered faintly, like veins of molten gold ran beneath the surface. Giant pillars stretched toward the ceiling, some carved with ancient symbols, others scarred by claw marks so deep I could only imagine the battles that caused them.