Prideful Vampire Dragon Novels & Stories

thought Chaos. [Vampire Dragon Transformation: Level 2] A unique Ability that only someone with both the Vampire and the Dragon Bloodline can acquire, is the combination of Vampire Transformation and Dragon Transformation Abilities, which transform the user into a hybrid between a monstrous vampire and a large and strong dragon. While transforming, all of your Vampire and Dragon Abilities are enhanced by x1.5, while damage dealt is enhanced by x1.5, and damage received is reduced by x1.5, but Mana is constantly drained.

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,

“Fucking shit. Parisa and Harri are here and…fuck…what do I do? I want to fight alongside my pack, but they still haven’t seen the new me.” I stand up with him. “Don’t worry. They will accept you as their Alpha, even if you’re a dragon now.” “Are you sure about that?” I shrug. “Well, dragon fire is able to melt vampires, and I think we could both agree that your pack wants to live, so…yeah. I think they will be fine with your new self.” He nods before asking, “And what about you? I know that we have marked each other and all that, but… you’re not freaked out about me being a dragon, right?”

He stood up immediately and hurriedly took a deep bow. "Adrik." The silhouette ignored his son on the ground and gazed intently at Adrik, who wasn't in the least surprised at his sudden appearance. "Vlad." Adrik's lips arched up and he gazed at the silhouette that was known as the one and only Vlad the Impaler, the strongest and ruler of all vampires. His entire body was draped in a black cloak, and his dark raven short hair matched his pitch-black eyes, which complemented his pale skin and gave him the appearance of a young man.

“Sorry, man. It’s just… sucking blood from another guy’s wrist isn’t exactly my idea of a fun time.” Jules grinned, revealing his sharp premolars and canines. “It is mine.” He used the knife on his left wrist and held it out to Ember who murmured thanks as she took it, her eyes meeting Samuel’s across the room as she began to drink. She had to be thinking about what it would mean to be vampire, Samuel thought. They would be the same, but also, she was possibly the last pure dragon and there was a sorrow and loss to ending their people. Not an end, he amended looking at Toby. Perhaps this was necessary. Perhaps it was the revival of their people. Two dragons could only create one offspring, a

I vowed as I released her and turned away before I could change my mind. Knowing the others would keep her safe, I vaulted up and over the rubble, making my way toward the gaping hole at the top of the structure. Landing on the edge of a wall that was still slightly upright, I looked around to search the sky for Arion’s Dragon. Using my enhanced Dragon vision, I located him flying away. Launching myself into the air, the power of my Dragon surged through me. Without an ounce of pain, my body contorted as it transformed into a massive violet Dragon. The shifting was effortless and quick, so before I landed on the ground, I was already fully in my Dragon form.

That is something I never wish to forget. The Land of the Happy Feelings is the most well-maintained this side of the country. Any Vampires caught forcing humans into slavery have been eradicated by my Second Lieutenant and Angel of Death—none other than Tyler. Little Tyler has found her strength in doling out punishment to those Vampires deserving of it. I hear she is scary at it, too.

“I am sorry your highness. Pardon me for my hasty assumptions. Like I said earlier, your meal is ready. It has been for quite some time now, and I think the blood must be getting cold” He finishes with a courteous bow. How can I get anyone to be useful to me when they are scared to death by my anger? Rumour has it that I am capable of so much destruction when I get really mad, but I on the other hand have never seen any of it. All I have been told right from the time I was born was that I was special as in the case that I was born human to vampire parents. Crazy right? Yea but it turns out that it wasn’t as crazy as it seemed to the vampire community.

Reducing my size a bit more than I usually do in this form, I am still taller than any man from Crimson, but not so unbelievably tall that I couldn't walk through their enclosures with ease. It is not my intention to change my true nature in this encounter. She must understand who she is dealing with. I am a dragon prince--that will never change. I am proud of who I am. My eyes, hair, and horns remain. I need to leave something to remind her of my true nature, after all.

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.