Novelas y relatos de Onyx Dragon

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

From somewhere in the woods, a big group of feral werewolves managed to break through the protective circle that John’s warrior wolves created on the perimeter of Henry’s cottage. There were, for sure, at least a couple of dozens of them, all attacking Henry at once, and he had no choice but to take his dragon form that was much stronger and way bigger than his human one, but unfortunately slower on the ground than his current enemies.

I became relieved. The scene I had just witnessed came flashing through my mind. I couldn't believe what I had witnessed. The woman before me was no ordinary human; her ethereal beauty and shimmering scales revealed her true identity as a dragon. My husband, Rex, the Prince of the Dragon Clan, had betrayed me with one of his own kind. As an Omega I wasn't asking for much, all I wanted was mutual respect for both parties as husband and wife.

The young vampire dragon couldn't help but grow some admiration for the creature on its appearance and power alone. "That's… To think that there was such a sleeping monster in here! Lord Chaos, that's a Peak X-Rank Blazing Fire Dragon! It must be the last evolution of these wyrms… it could quite possibly be the parent of all the… ones we had slaughtered," said Belphegor.

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

Dragons were ruthless, demon spawns of Satan that destroyed everything in their path, but oh were they some of the most gorgeous creatures on this planet! Tora, my mate, showed me some pictures that her sister had taken of her dragon before. I was in complete and utter awe of her. Her scales were the color of dusk, when the dark blues and purples mixed with the black. They had a metallic shine to them making them look like they had stars everywhere. Her eyes, oh goddess her eyes, they were the color of the most beautiful sunset. That perfect blend of dark yellow and orange.

"Are you a male or a female wolf dragon? I need to know this very important information." "By my voice alone you could clearly tell that I am a female who resides in a female body," Obsidian responded in her deep rumbling deep voice. It was not hard at all to miss the fact that it looked as if Obsidian had just rolled her massive eyes at Dika in exasperation, which made Nyxoria snort with laughter.

Descending slowly through the rift came something absolutely enormous, alive, and terrifyingly ancient. It was a dragon. Its massive body was covered in thick, interlocking scales that absorbed the light like obsidian. Its eyes glowed a predatory, intelligent silver, and massive, glowing containment chains were wrapped tightly around its thick neck, anchoring it to Nyx’s command. The beast unleashed a deafening, sonic roar that shook the very foundation of Blackthorn Kingdom, rattling the glass out of every remaining palace window. Kael stared blankly up at the sky, his mouth hanging slightly open. "...Are you kidding me? We have dragons now? Since when do we fight dragons?"

“Come closer Phoenix.” Phoenix stumbled forward. “What are you doing?” “What I have waited to do for years.” She held Phoenix’s hand and made a cut in her palm. “I am making more loyal subjects for you. The Drakus has waited years for your birth, only you can revive the Drakus clan.” She squeezed some blood from Phoenix’s hand into her palm and did the same for the pale dragon. As soon as the two drops of blood mixed a bright light shone from Patry’s hand. There was a deep groan that sounded like the earth was rumbling. The foundation of the temple shook loudly. Suddenly the Goyre’s throne tilted. As Phoenix watched the dragon’s eyes fluttered and opened to reveal bright amber eyes.

(Come to me, my male! “Let him come to me, Onyx.” As if her voice was the light to the beast’s path, she heard Onyx’s bones breaking one after another and slowly fur sprouted breaking through his skin. Sharp claws and canines struggled through his paw and gums. Under the moonlight, the beast is once again born gazing down at her with his golden eyes. His power and dominance oozed out of his pores.