Marvel Dragons Novels & Stories

Her threats to unleash her demonic blood suckers. To counteract Selene’s reckless and evil behavior, the other gods created Immortal Dragons. Immortals of their own, that can kill werewolves and vampires. These creatures are created from true love torn apart by selfishness. The Dragon will live forever and cannot be killed. Their souls will remember everything but cannot share their knowledge with any creature. They will search for their other soul until they are united. While most are united early after death, the original pair have never been united.

“Oh! Before that though, I’d like you to meet two people right now.” Rose seemed surprised. “Who?” Matthew smiled and called the Dragoknight to his left arm. “Say hello guys.” “Do not refer to us as mere people and ‘guys’. Either way, I am Draco Blair. The Dragon Emperor of Destruction.” “And I am Arshild Dvur, the Dragon Emperor of Creation. Nice to finally meet you, Miss Roosevelt.” “Dragon… Emperors?” Rose was baffled. “You have two Dragon Emperors with you?”

As a dragon, her growls stun the werewolves at a close distance. Next to Rohan was General Oxland, and coolly claiming his seat beside the general was the CEO of Steele Industries, Cahlel Steele. He focuses his attention on our metal and mining industries. When in dragon form, his scales turn into all kinds of metal and it becomes deadly for the werewolves. Six more dragons joined the conference table, and these were our elders. They were what comprised my father’s council when he still lived and ruled. They were our advisers in just about everything dragon-related, and they were the ones who kept badgering me about finding my mate.

He just laughs making Mitalonys growl. “Now why would that happen?” “Dragons don’t like being locked up,” I snarl. His eyes widen in shock making me smirk. “So, you’re a dragon then,” he growls and suddenly the room is empty. I yell in frustration and bang my fist against the door. Damn it Mitalonys!!! How could you tell him! I snarl, furious with my dragon for making me confess. He would figure it out eventually, besides, even though he knows you are a Fire dragon, he doesn’t know that you are a Fury dragon, he reasons.

[Winston] We listened until she was down the stairs. Anders called Landry out of Aria’s room and Drayce called in a couple of Glimmer Dragons from one of the other rooms. He’d had them on standby. Glimmer Dragons were an all-female species. They had healing magic and all of the ones in the movement had been through training on the different species. The ones with us, Audrey and Marnie, were specifically trained in demon physiology. Dragons didn’t have alphas since they were all strong and dominant. Audrey had volunteered to feed Reggie. It would help a lot toward getting her better.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

Shae yelled as her dragon emerged and started eating the first man’s face. Echo followed her lead and in three bites the second man had been devoured. “Fuck sakes,” Rev said as we watched the dragons feast. Scylla had joined in too and Abeloth made gagging sounds in my head. “You okay?” I asked Nova as she opened her eyes when I placed my arms around her. “I was so scared,” she said and I could her heart thumping in her chest. “I’m sorry, I never thought he’d find you,” I said.

The dragons were here. “Now girls! It is time. Behave and everything will be fine” Of course, everything was not fine, it is as crazy as I had thought or even worse. A noise sounded above us and I looked upward to check what the noise was about. It was not about us. It was about the dragons. About ten of them were flying in the air. Building up flames from their throat but didn't bring out fire. It was one thing werewolves feared. It was the flames from the dragon mouths, that would clear out a whole land in minutes. And now it seems the dragons were choosing mates for themselves. Something that has never happened before.

"The highest level of magic is level 10 spells. These spells require a high level of mana that only pink-eye dragons have. Therefore, it would take 5 average dragons to work together to perform just one level 10 spell." "Then what's the highest level of spell normal dragons can use?" "If they have strong mana, they can get up to level 6, the odd level 7 spell. But, on the other hand, the average dragon with a normal level of mana can only learn up to level 3 with the odd level 4 spell. So when someone uses a level of spell higher than they can manage, they need a second dragon to help them fuel the mana requirement." "What level do you think I am?"

She started but was stopped by the glare from Elena. “Now!” Elena said sternly. Liam also turned to the two dragons and said “I am here with her, both of you take the injured to the safety and alert the silver knights.” With that said though reluctant, both the dragons did as their master’s ordered. As the dragons disappeared into the horizon, the black vortexes overhead began spinning faster, their shapes merging. One by one, they spiralled toward the centre of the broken tomb, colliding with blinding flashes of red and violet lightning. The wind screamed. The very sky seemed to bend inward.