Novel & Cerita Onyx Dragon

Alpha king Ozar. I am known as Alpha King Ozar throughout the connecting territories of the adjoining homelands tied by rivers and borders. I am the last kind of the dragon wolf bloodline. A dragon bloodline wolf is a mythical creature that combines the strength and ferocity of a wolf with the majestic power and resilience associated with dragons. I control a kingdom of wolves who are at the top hierarchy of the food chain, the Kingdom of Orizon—a generation of dragon blood wolves whom are built differently than the average wolves.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

Whoosh! A total of seven figures stood in front of Alex and Neela in the blink of an eye. The leader was none other than Donovan Orlando of the Sun Shrine. Once the man saw Neela, he could not look away. It was a Benares Dragon! It was a real Benares Dragon. Moreover, after turning into a human, her beauty was indescribable with an unparalleled look, a voluptuous body and a pair of fair, long legs seducing his soul... The dragon tribe initially possessed an extremely rare physique and beauty in the world. The dragon males were peerlessly handsome, whereas the dragon females were devastatingly beautiful. It had always been like that.

The onyx stone sat at the heart of the lab, its golden light pulsating as it seemed to transfer energy to the patients. ******** Drake – POV Mac pulled Yuri into a hug, which seemed to catch her off guard, but she relaxed into the embrace. I turned away, a peculiar sensation stirring within me – my dragon seemed irritated by their closeness. I dismissed the thought, my mind preoccupied with how this mixed blood held a dragon bloodline that needed saving. Who was the pure dragon aiding this damned pack to run tests on mixed bloods, turning them into weapons? Yuri and Mac followed me to meet with

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.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

Terran threw his head back in dramatic exhaustion, “or I swear to Gerber daisies I’m going to take this moment from you and tell them myself.” “You’re no fun,” I scowled at him, “fine. She’s mated to Mountain, who also goes by Rian, and is… a Dragon.” “Come again?” Alderic piped in. “Dragon. It’s this gross lizard-looking thing with wings. You know, all ‘I breathe fire’.” “Good Gardenia’s Nixon, they know what a Dragon is… although the way you described him was-” “Accurate,” I nodded my head in agreement.

"A creature who will destroy the Dire Wolves, a creature who would be under our command. With this creature, the entire realm will be ours, and not even the moon goddess can stop us." "This creature you speak of, what is it called?" A dark smile stretched Gremory's lips. "The Dark Onyx. A creature with the power of life and death in its hands. With the Dark Onyx on our side, the Dire Wolves will be overthrown." "Then what are we waiting for?" Draven snarled. "Let's bring this creature to life." Gremory and his band of Sorcerers led Draven and the Vampires to his underground dungeon where he secretly practiced dark magic.

If it weren’t for the perfection of her more draconic features and the spark of power behind her gaze, I’d make the mistake of thinking she is weak–one of the lesser hybrids with too much humanity bred into them. But as she lifts her long nailed hands, and I see the blue arch of electricity sparking from her fingertips as she reaches for the mirror’s edge, I realize the opposite is true–she’s more powerful than the typical dragon. “Please repeat, your signal is weak,” the drakaina, who had identified herself as Everly, requests, her words undulating between loud and soft. “Are you still there?” Orion presses a button along the edge, pushing it upwards until the frame of the mirror begins to