Nuclear Dragon Novels & Stories

The Lung Dragon also called the Dragon of Discreet exhaled. “Before you ask how’s she a regressor, you should’ve asked how could a being like her knows where exactly the Dragon Nest is. That’s something not even the Immortals could distinguish. That alone make me believe indeed she was telling the truth all along in short the Dragon of Verity and Vilification acknowledged her.” The Dragon of Discreet groaned again, for the first time in billions of years, he was short of words. “… Seems like all hope was given to her.”

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

The Martial Emperor of South America was just a servant inside. If the Dragon Gate was angry, the world would tremble. Countless world-class financial figures could only tremble in front of him. As long as the Dragon Lord nodded, a financial crisis could be caused at any time and sweep across the entire world visually. It was said that no one could defeat Dragon Gate without the help of nuclear weapons. But everyone knew that once the nuclear martial arts appeared, it would shock the entire human race. Just imagine, only nuclear weapons could defeat Dragon Gate. How terrible would Dragon Gate be in the world?

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

“Because I have so many strands of DNA in my body, I can actually shift into two forms now, this one, or a dragon, only I’m a furry dragon and when you breathe fire, fur is no good, believe me. So, when I shift, I prefer this body.” “What happened to that dragon that shifted today?” Elio asks. “Don’t know yet. Doc is still working on her. You probably heard Ancalagon call him earlier. She woke up, but that’s all we know. Those are the laboratory created dragons. They were hatched as dragons, but they have almost no knowledge of what it means to be a dragon, except for Ancalagon. He’s the last pure dragon, and apparently their Alpha.” “How many people live here?” Valko asks.

"For the first time in centuries, they're seeing what our ancestors built." The Nullifier on the roof raised his specialised weapon, a silver-core cannon designed to disrupt dragon resonance patterns at the genetic level. Through her connection with Xander, Maya sensed the void-like emptiness at the weapon's core, the anti-magic engineered specifically to unravel dragon essence. "Now," she projected through the bonds, and her seven mates moved as one.

The thick cloud of smoke was soon clearing away and much to Madam Secretary’s dismay and horror, the dragon was seen wafting away at the fumes, beating its wings very wildly and was soaring in the air, unscathed, without a single scratch from the hydrogen bomb. The fate of the planet was as good as sealed. The dragon was unkillable, withstanding a direct nuclear blast. Nothing could destroy it now. The world was in a state of quagmire and terror, plunged in a darkness of owing to the fact that the world was indeed ending and what more to ascertain these claims of the pilgrims jam-packed at Mecca or believers thronged at Vatican's St. Peter’s Square than a large indestructible dragon—the very

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

Close proximity to the divine dragon explosion would be required to truly appreciate how terrifying this thing was. "This is a divine dragon who has left its essence in its prime!" Alex's protector, Shelly, spoke up in the mind palace. "This is also somewhat miraculous; how could a divine dragon, in its prime, seal all of its life essence inside such an egg? Is it solely to fulfill the wishes of others and sacrifice itself?" "Sister Shelly, I believe it’s truly terrifying. If it blows up here, there is a possibility that Mount Dragon-Tiger will blow up along with it," Alex added.

The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power. He had seen better days in his childhood but their family misfortune had landed them in this hell-hole called Dharavi. At that age, he didn’t understand the dealings of the grown-ups, but he had heard his mum and dad speak about getting cheated by their business partner. He had no idea of their business, no inkling of what the matter was and he didn’t care. Thinking about it would neither bring food nor money to him, so it was a mere waste of time.