Nine Tailed Dragon Novels & Stories

The breaths of warmth filled the Dragon Nest, ancient carving reads on the rocky grounds and walls could be seen along with sturdy contrived pillars bonded to the walls that canopied the lair along with sacred large bodies of glittering blue waters from above that makes one to wonder which way was up, which way was down giving it a look of majesty and in admiration. Then a deep groan was heard from within. A shadowy long shaped form snaked under the sacred glittering blue waters, glided out from it in a natural manner and curled around a pillar revealed to be a Lung Dragon with nine extremely long curved bronze horns on the head, having erecting yellow-colored scales with blotches of pink sc

Caspian remained calm and motionless. The top master's gloves shone brightly, producing five Dragon Souls of different properties. Golden Dragon, Wood Dragon, Water Dragon, Fire Dragon, and Earth Dragon! They used to be living demonic dragons. When they were at their peak, once they reached the ninth level of the Nirvana Realm, they were still killed by experts and refined into supreme treasures. On a lucky occasion, the founder of the sect obtained this treasure and then passed it down as a supreme treasure. Only supreme experts of the sect were qualified to wear it.

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

She saw a humongous fox with nine tails fighting a bunch of half-human and half cow. "Minotaur?" She murmured. She furrowed her eyebrows when she saw the nine-tailed fox was not giving its best to fight. It seemed that it was protecting something from the minotaur. She also noticed that the nine-tailed fox had a big would on the side. She felt pity for the nine-tailed fox but she still needs to eradicate it because maybe it will impose a threat to humanity. So she decided to eradicate both of them but she stopped when she saw a tiny pup behind the nine-tailed fox. Then she understood that the nine-tailed fox was a mother and it was just protecting its pup.

He is sure this beauty is one among many, who dies to flaunt their figure in front of men to make them drawl all over themselves. He snorted at that thought. After a minute, he heard the shower going on in the bathroom. He is a powerful aqua blue dragon. The legend says that there was only one such dragon in the past few centuries and he is the second. He can conceal himself in plain sight. No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot detect his presence unless he specifically wants them to.

That day, when he lost inside the forest where we lived, I believed that it was destined as well. Hiro is something so special to the point that everyone else wanted his body. I nodded in confusion and said, "M-maybe? How would I know?" Even the three siblings are too stunned to speak. They were just staring at him. His stomach glowed and it showed the fox bead. It was the most precious fox bead in the nine-tailed foxes' history because of its original form. Like humans, nine-tailed foxes are also evolving. My very own bead is modernized by the highest supreme being just like the other nine-tailed foxes.

Silent steps on the grass. "I am Átila. This is Kuzey. We are the Twin Dragons, ancient guardians of this land." Irmak couldn't look away. Between their legs, semi-erect penises swung heavily. Thick. Veins pulsing visibly under the thin skin. Broad, pink heads glistening slightly with moisture. She had never seen men so perfect. So rawly powerful. Their scent invaded the clearing. Burnt wood. Dark spices. Something animal. Wild. Masculine.

He smirks,looking proud of himself “Yeah. I told you I know my way around. We'll have to move after a month or two. And we need to train. You’re not good at combat,and you haven't connected to your dragon fully. We need to work on those.” “You’ll teach me?” “Yes.” He answers,folding his arms,still holding on to the blanket. “I get the combat,but what do you know about dragons?” He chuckles “ Nothing really. But I read some books and apparently,I'm your tamer. There should be some natural information in here.” He says,pointing at his head. I scowl “In as much as the dragon is me and I am the dragon, it has a mind of its own most of the time,and it loves burning shit. So if you don’t know what

I’m merely standing on his chest, a shell of the dragon I used to be. Other dragons' images have their tails possessively curled around the pectoral muscle or breast of their rider. Not me. My tail is curled around my own paws. I may have been claimed, but I feel none of the usual possessiveness of a fire dragon for their mate. I do what I’m told because I have to. When the doors to the King’s chamber open, Merellien spins around. “It’s about time,” he growls. “The King will see you now,” his Chancellor says.

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”