Scarlet Dragons Novels & Stories

They fought tooth and nail as if it was some type of morbid dance between two opposite forces until eventually overcoming what used to stand in front: they defeated them again…or so thought those remaining few who chose life over death. Still panting heavily amid the ruins left behind due devastation caused by Miss Bulwark (*as referred lovingly by Lovato*), both daredevils embraced at last after such intense battle; relieved - although bruised & battered (mostly mentally!)-that also no harm had come upon their little brave soul known as 'Scarlett'. One final thing remained however: The showstopper itself…. A fiery explosion occurred right then when two hearts collide during an affectionate

These four people who looked strange and even had a human head and a snake body turned out to be four colorful dragons! The azure dragon was covered in purple lightning, the purple dragon and the white wind were winding around it, the black dragon's green Qi was all over its body, the green light of the red dragon was everywhere, and the 4 dragons were intertwined with each other, converging and rushing straight to Samuel. "What are you waiting for?" Samuel shouted and shook his arm. A white light flashed in Velocisaurus, and he opened his mouth wide to attack the four dragons!

I released a ragged breath, a tear escaping my left eye. "I. Said. Beg for it witch." His eyes reflected a dark shade of red, sending heat signals all over my body. I felt like a werewolf and he was my mate. He is the hunter and I'm the pray. But in the case he is a dragon and I am a witch... what an unlikely alliance we have. He rubbed my clitoris vigorously, his finger moving so fast... from tiny clitoris to the opening of my cunt, causing a higher frequency of lust and pleasure to arise in my body.

And there they were, our five little dragons, breaking free of their shells with tiny claws and tiny wings and tiny, furious roars that echoed off the stone walls. It was the most terrifyingly beautiful thing I had ever seen. Each of them was perfect in their own way. Ryn, with his shimmering blue scales and mischievous golden eyes. Tetris, who had Lorien’s fiery red coloring and a curious streak a mile wide. Duncan, solid and steady, with dark bronze scales and a quiet strength that reminded me of his father. Eina, delicate and graceful, with silver wings that sparkled like moonlight. And Violet, my little wildflower, with deep violet scales and a fierce, stubborn spirit that let you know r

Suddenly I heard a thunderous, angry screech and a simultaneous shriek of deadly pain. Everything happened so fast and I was still feeling dazed by the turn of events. To my shock stood the flaming, beheaded body of Czar and a huge, beautiful female dragon spread her wings in magnificent glory in the background. The dragon seemed to have gone out of control as she singlehandedly decimated the entire rogue population fighting against us. She was a beautiful light blue dragon with scales of colours ranging from hues of blue to purple. She looked like a Goddess and by the looks of it, I could tell that she was a Sea Dragon.

She watched as intelligence swam behind the eyes of the dragon that had found her, yet never gave her away. They were as magnificent as they were deadly. She fell back onto her hands, confused about how she could be in awe of such vile creatures. What has come over me?

He examined the engraving. “No.” I looked. The dragon wasn’t like Nicholas’s personal symbols. It had two heads. Wings spread. A crown between them. Lydia leaned closer. “That’s not a dragon.” “What?” I asked. She pointed. “Look at the tails.” Two bodies. Intertwined. Not one creature. Two. “Twins,” I whispered. Lydia looked at me. The room went silent again. Chase frowned. “I never noticed.” Nicholas turned the key.

Darkness: 0% ("This body is almost the same as mine ...; this woman is not from this world in fact, something happened to be here, in this world; but what bothers me the most is that this kind of powerful body is about to disappear in misery and oblivion in this world” Jiang Wushuang could not help but lament the dire fate his grandmother suffered, if she could train, develop her skills and evolve, she would surely be on top of the world, a legend, appreciated and feared by all living beings, completely ignore many geniuses; able to ascend to the high heavens to continue training, cultivating her skills in martial and elemental arts, being able to become a Goddess. But now she is nothing mor

Scarlet placed the cat back on the ground, where April sat there flicking her tail, and seemed to smile at Lizzy. "The purple dragon I call him Impetum, and Defensionem is my white dragon. We feed off of each other's energy and emotions." Scarlet made a few gestures with her hands, which caused chains to appear. "Also, the chains that I use are chains from hell. Therefore, I can call upon or control the dead. You may never see me using my chains. But be glad you won't. Last, these dragons are powerful and can act on their own if need be. Like say I'm badly hurt, or in the middle of a fight, and I give them the go-ahead." Scarlet finished explaining her powers to them and asked if they knew w

It was a VERY weak evidence, if you could even call it that. Then there was a whole lot of detailed testimony of witnesses who either saw the 'Scarlet Angels' in their dreams, like me and my grandma, or even heard their whispers and saw them in real life. This was much more interesting, as many people described the 'Scarlet Angels' similar to Laurens Vermeulen's drawing. Of course there were many differences, but 'the_scarlet_truth' wrote in his comment at the end of the post that it would be naive to think that such creatures cannot change their appearance. They were angels, incorporeal beings, so with that in mind, they could look different to each person. All in all, the only thing in com