Natsu Fire Dragon King Novels & Stories

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. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

I asked, feeling sorry for the young man or boy who’d been forced to do such terrible things. “I went to a fire mage, actually,” he said. “He bound my dragon.” Kieran gestured to the red tattoo peeking up over his shoulder. “He bound my dragon here, like this.” “That’s your dragon?!” I gasped. “All chained up?” “Yes,” he confirmed. “Do you mind if I ask you about… him?” I asked, nodding to the tattoo. “What’s his name?” “His name is Naeghiros,” he said, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. “Naeghiros is the name of the first and last dragon, the dragon charged with setting our world on fire.”

Her perfect demeanor had slipped off her face as she stared wide-eyed at Ciara. “Almost everyone saw that Riona. "I'm beginning to wonder who that girl really is,” Ciara wondered aloud. It was strange for a dragon to begin appearing at the same time Minerva appeared in RedShire. Unable to keep her thoughts to herself, Riona spurted. “Do you think she is from the pure dragon royal family? That would define why this sudden occurrence.” The pure dragon royal family members were the only ones who could control a dragon without magic. They were the only ones dragons bowed to before the last descendants were wiped from the face of the earth. Ever since, dragons have gone into solitary and no one h

“I wanted peace, I talked to him about peace, but he rejected it. I have lost too much already to just let it go. My people have lost their lives in this war. I will be a fool if I just accept peace now and let the instigator of this war live. Nay, I shall never settle for that.” “I understand,” the voice said. “You have indeed endured at the hands of Ramiel, and you indeed sought peace. I know your being more than anybody in this world. Were you at fault in what happened ten thousand years ago, you would have willingly laid down your life to protect your people. I know how much killing Namiel weighed on you, I know how much you wished you had not used your fire that day. But you had no idea

I turn and gesture toward the shimmering seam in the distance. “They will return here,” I say. “How do you know?” “Because the girl is curious.” “And the king?” “Will follow the disturbance.” One of the younger dragons frowns. “And then?” “Then we take her.” The simplicity of the statement settles over them like frost. No elaborate speeches. No complicated strategy. Just the truth. Capture the Madrigal. Break the harmony. Control the bridge. A dragon from the other realm crosses his arms. “And the king?” I meet his gaze.

"The godking is not human, not in the sense that you or I would understand. He is... something else. Something that has existed far longer than anyone realized." The crystal's light took on a reddish hue as it displayed the godking alone in a chamber of black stone. His form seemed to ripple and shift, revealing glimpses of a much more monstrous appearance beneath the human facade—multiple limbs, a twisted, elongated spine, eyes that burned with an inner fire. Rex felt Fafnir's consciousness surge forward with startling intensity. 'Demon,' the dragon's voice hissed within his mind, filled with a hatred so ancient and powerful that it momentarily overwhelmed Rex's senses. 'One of the Void-Tou

Emi inquired. "A Dragon Lord possesses longevity, for one. Take Lucian, for example. He will stop aging at thirty years old and won't resume aging for thousands of years," Visenya elaborated. "Additionally, Dragon Lords possess the ability to produce two types of fire: red and blue. Their red fire is like any other fire, capable of burning and destroying, but their blue fire possesses incredible healing capabilities." Emi's eyes widened with wonder as she contemplated the concept. "A fire that can heal?"

The king shook his head; he couldn't believe what Frenya was going to do either. The king looked at the fire in the dragon's throat that slowly began to spurt out—the dragon's fire breath. "No. I am a Harlow. That damn dragon won't hurt a Harlow. Even if it was another Harlow her rider ordered her to do so. I am a Harlow," thought the king. Slowly, for a fraction of a second, Frenya opened her mouth wider and wider, and more and more heat came out of her throat. "Even if the dragon meant to burn me, I've already drunk the blood of that witch's whore. I am as immune to fire as she is."

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

“…At the end of whatever you wanted to say, I hope.” “Impudent girl. Fine. This is what you need to know. Tet controls the Dragon King, which means all dragonkind is ultimately obedient to him if he wishes it, should they be overtaken by that power. But he wants more. Needs more. He’s going to capture the other gods, and when he does, he’ll be sure to perform his dark rites on them to take their power. If he does that, if all that power exists in one form, under one man—”