Onyx Storm Dragons Novels & Stories

I nodded, now understanding why he was looking at her so intently just the day before. “She’s in safe hands. Return with honor.” Orion slapped my back, having me look at him wide-eyed. Did he just slap me? “Ready?” Odessa looked longingly at me once more as the three of us let our smoke engulf us. Black for me, navy for Nicholas, and light green for Amora. Our dragons reared their heads back, roaring loudly a battle cry that could be heard for miles. If Adam was lucky, maybe he could prepare himself.

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

He was the color of a royal Omega Dragon, the same color as his Dad's dragon. Just like Roman, Sora is small. Even compared to other Omega dragons. The Omega stretches his wings out, something he hasn't been able to do since he was young. His neck stretched as his head raised toward the sky. The Omega took in a deep breath, and a breath of smoke left his mouth when he roared.

A few even had witches on their backs to have a better advantage. Vandal, Magis, and Dravo were barking orders out to different groups. Our dragons haven’t been fire breathers in a long time. Flames would have helped at the moment but right now, we just needed to destroy those who wanted to destroy the lives of our kinsmen and our allies. Onyx shifted into his black and white dragon and took to the sky. I took off on foot towards the main gate. “Status!” I ordered from a few warriors that were waiting for orders about twenty feet from our main gate.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

“Don’t I need to pack and…” Waving a dismissive hand she laughs. “That’s what servants are for, Little Sister. Right now this is your job.” The first dragon I face is my nephew, Orion. He is a very unique type of dragon, a combination of fire, sky, and water--a storm dragon. There have been other storm dragons in the past, but currently, he is the only one living in the Celestial Kingdom. “He’s just a boy!” I glare at Ona. “I am not hurting him.”

I tell them what I thought, and Ty starts laughing so hard she is crying. “You are all assholes.” Storm grumbles. Elayni smacks my arm as she tells me to behave. I can’t help it. This is some funny shit. Even Dray and Drake and chuckling. They both have smirks on their faces. Even though I won’t admit it out loud, Storm still scares me. The guy is fucking huge. I am unsure if it is because of his vampire or dragon heritage. Dragons are built bigger than most shifters. The closest in size would be bear shifters. Storm told us that his vampire side is from the European Norwegian countries. I know that people in that part of the world are larger in size than in other areas. I mean,

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

The Colosseum arena was packed full of Different dragons. The arena is similar to Roman stadium structures with pillars about it. There are three major types of dragons that make up a clan. The adult dragons are seated in front. They are one of the most powerful and famous dragons know to man. They are large with scales and can burn down an entire city in seconds. The warm-ly dragons, they are more like serpent dragons with long bodies and legs ranging from four to eight legs, they more like powerful massagers and subdivided into various earth dragon. The worm-ly with intelligence that transforms into humans flesh but has elves ears are known as vouivre.

I shake my head, “No, you’re lying. The moment you get the chance you will betray me again! All you care about is your pack!” “What pack, Tru? Everything is in flames. We got some in shelters, but the pack is almost diminished. Step away from the ledge and let’s go home.” Bryan extends his hand. As I contemplate my next move, large talons grab me. The beast flies into the air before I can even think. Looking up at the beast, I find it is a red dragon. There is stillness inside of me as I look at him. I’m finally at peace.