Mythical Dark Dragon Novels & Stories

Maybe that was why he was no longer with his tribe. The gigantic dragon’s head leaned forward, its snake-like neck curving majestically so one side of its eye could meet mine. Creed’s natural dark eyes with a hint of amber flickered back and forth from his dark fired ones. Only one word could describe this dragon, the same as Creed. Beautiful.

What was the surprise that couldn’t wait until evening? ***** Palash Mithra (Dada) He was a hard-working boy. At 20 he had already managed to find a job as a car mechanic. It gave him a meagre but steady income. When he had lost his parents 6 years back, he was heartbroken. He did not allow himself to grieve. He had a lovely little sister who had to be taken care of. He came from a family where women were respected and treated as equals. The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power.

" I need a favour. Stay back. Whatever happens, don't get involved in it. I know you want to help me but trust me, all of you have done enough. The best thing you could do for me is make sure that no one tries to get involved in my fight with Drakoen." Alexa was at a loss for words. She was still processing the appearance of Drakoen. The infamous dark mage who they have all talked about but had never seen before today. The thousand-year-old creature that threatens to devastate the realms. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she looked into his soulless eyes. There was not a hint of warmth in him. Even without going against him, Alexa could already sense how powerful he was.

“You are the Commander, but you cannot command destiny. You cannot touch her because your aura will crush her. You cannot reject her because the bond will kill you both. You are trapped, Draven. We are looking at a living nightmare.” I closed my eyes, forcing Karl’s furious roars into a corner of my mind. We've heard stories of dragons tearing themselves apart because they could not survive the loss. True mates were rare precisely because the bond was merciless. It gave everything or destroyed everything. “Then she stays ignorant. I stay away and pray to the Creator that the world never finds out what she is to me.”

Freya asks. “Call your brother now. He will confirm.” The man answers. “Who is our brother?” Mythi asks to test the man. “Black Dragon of Dark Knight.” The man answers again. “Call him.” “Mythi, video call oppa now! Hurry!” Freya tells her sister while staying on her fighting stance. “Okay, unnie.” Mythi says and contacts her brother. He answers immediately. His face looks worried on the screen. “Mythi? Why? What happened? Are you girls okay?” JD asks on the phone.

Osiris pointed out. "The vision is unclear but I saw the spilling of blood and it scented the whole battlefield. And in the midst of the deads, there stood only two. A princess whose presence is of lucent hope and the other of the obscure darkness-the red dragon of an ancient story. Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the most powerful and detestably evil dragon of all." Leera stated in a trance as if she was seeing it happening before her. Her brows creased in concentration like she wanted to dissect every minute detail of the vision she might have received.

she promised, never has she been humiliated this way not with her sisters or anyone. "There are two of you?" Leviathan whispered, still not believing his eyes. He still didn't believe the little dragon on Dark's neck was actually another Dark standing in its own body. Why haven't any of them noticed it before now?They weren't that too busy for them not to notice it. "You're stating the obvious." Dark retort. "I know that the dragon with him isn't ordinary and I was right." Raziah stated, but the truth was that none of them was paying any attention to the small dragon.

Such a typical assumption or rather stereotype. “No no,” I laughed. “Just because I said the terms ‘Dark Arts’ and ‘Dead’ does not mean they are villains. Instead they are like eco-friendly dragons who reuse the energy of the dead for productive purposes and most of our revered Masters belong to this race,” I clarified. “What are the names of all the three races you mentioned? I think you didn’t mention them,” Dad Corwin said. He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point.

So they devised a technique of attacking the Dragons in secret, since the Dragons were too powerful they began to take them out one after the other. Dragons were said to be mysterious creatures. They lived in mountains and barely interacted with others, they didn't live in groups like the Wolves did and only took in mates once in a lifetime. A Dragon couple would only be capable enough to have two children or maybe even one in their entire lifetime, so their population wasn't much. But they could transform into fire-breathing Dragons After all and so everyone else was afraid of them. When the Dragons came to learn of the Dark Wolves' attacks, they were enraged and declared war against them.

Theo explained and the dragon heaved heavily as he began explaining “Those were the hellhounds, the dark forces of the darkly realm of dooms; and if they attacked, then a great danger lies ahead as they won’t stop untill they get what they came here for.” Zarnak said. Theo heaved as fear creeped down his soul, spreading through his body as it showed boldly on his face. “I need to get you ready” Zarnak said as he helped Theo gek on his feet.