Red Dragon Emperor Juggernaut Drive Novels & Stories

Murdok roared as his claw clad hand slowly penetrated the barrier. Rori tried to peek out from her hiding spot, but Mason shoved her back to the floor, “stay here Rori, we won't let him hurt you anymore!” Mason’s entire arm was plated with shining silver scales and his hands no longer looked human, they had thick full webbing in between his digits and instead of fingers, his hands had once again morphed into long, thin, needlelike talons and as Mason raised his arm above his head he slashed down over the top of Murdok’s chest, causing the large half shifted dragon to roar in anger and push further against the barrier.

I was on my stomach crawling on the kitchen floor as bullets ripped through the windows and into the walls around me. I pulled the backpack down to the floor and made it to the living room unscathed. I took out the two Jericho’s and strapped them to my thighs. The other two Jericho’s were in shoulder holsters and I took out the Karambit. I strapped the knife onto my right leg next to the gun and stood up. I took out the Jericho’s from the shoulder holsters and closed my eyes.

They were death among life. Sunken eyes, rotting flesh, armor made of dragon hide. Death didn’t hide the fact they were generals. High-ranking ones from wars long gone. She understood, or at least guessed, at how they got the name. It was nightmarish to behold. Shivers shook her frame, dotting her flesh with goosebumps. Their mere presence triggered images of dark deeds, inflicting paralyzing fear. Evrah shook herself free of it, but she didn’t know how long she had been frozen in place. She dropped to her knees, checking the scene before she made her move.

18 dragons took form around him and began circling the sky, roaring in the bliss of being set free. Azure Dragon Elder got his name from his talent. Azure Dragon Deathmatch, 18 Dragons lived in his body, they were all mana with a pseudo-conciousness attached. The dragons knew who their enemy was and went after her the moment they came into the world. Verra was locked in close combat with Milton while the dragons were owning in on her. She used the liquid lighting as a coating for her gauntlets and armor. Every time she clashed with Milton's axe or gave a blow to his body, the lightning would numb his skin or the electricity would travel up his axe and numb his hand. A bit of numbness could n

She had to wrap up her work and rush to the college in a tuktuk (a yellow and black three-wheeled motorized vehicle used as a taxi in India). After haggling with the tuktuk driver and paying an obscenely inflated fare she thought to herself, 'I really need to get a vehicle for myself. This daily haggling is a pain in the ass. Once the EMI (Equated Monthly Installments or mortgage) for the gym equipment is done, I should look for a motorbike.' A PSI's salary was just enough to pay the rent of her apartment and her monthly bills, yet she was happy. It was still more money than she ever had.

What happened was bound to happen, and they could only move towards the future while finding a way to reunite with their child. The Emperor Dragon had four legs, a long body, and a head with antlers like a deer. The golden color of the emperor dragon's body made it look majestic to those who saw it. However, Long Chen felt the opposite; he felt nothing about the emperor dragon's form because what he imagined was more than what other people imagined about a golden dragon. "Now you will all die! Fire breath!" The dragon emperor breathed fire from his mouth, aiming at the group of ancestors and the group of illusion queens. It was clear that the dragon emperor wanted to destroy those who wanted

ARMAMENT: 2x MISSILES, 1x RAILGUN. I stared at the numbers. Mach 2? Railgun? My mother hadn't just hidden gold. She had hidden a fighter jet. A super-advanced, stealth drone fighter. I smiled. It wasn't a nice smile. It was the smile of a woman who had been backed into a corner and found a grenade. I gripped the joysticks. "Chimera," I said. "Let's go kill a Prince.

- He noticed that they were really paying attention. "The 'Boosted Gear' or the 'Red Dragons Emperor's Gauntlet', it has the ability to double without limit the user's capabilities and transferring power to anyone or anything. You already know who is the wielder." - The smirk on Kiba's face made the rest of them gulp. Never would they have thought that 'Hyoudou Issei' would have something that dangerous!

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

Suddenly, the dive bar trembled. It wasn't the bass from the speakers. It was a massive, localized anti-gravity displacement happening right above them. The neon signs outside flickered and died. Through the grimy window, they saw a massive, serpentine shadow descending through the toxic rain. It was a Cyber-Dragon Gunship—a terrifying, hundred-foot-long mechanical beast made of polished black chrome and glowing red thrusters, bristling with heavy orbital-strike cannons. "ATTENTION ROGUES," a voice boomed from the Gunship, shaking the foundations of the entire slum block. "YOU ARE IN POSSESSION OF STOLEN DIVINE PROPERTY. SURRENDER THE DRIVE, OR THE ENTIRE SECTOR WILL BE FORMATTED."