Shut Up Evil Dragon Novel Novels & Stories

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

After a thousand years, it is the first time the lips of the dragon prince touched human lips. The Dragon Prince Executive Secretary Venal, also his 14th guardian thought Dryzen order something dreadful for petite Dahlia. Ever since Dryzen e came to the human world, he was irritable to women, if it wasn't the sole he loved the most, Helena. In surprised, Dryzen let it pass. There is something in his mind he was going to do with Dahlia. After the accident Dahlia finished the manuscript untitled. She thought for a title, and she remember the deadly gazed of the man who save her. The Lonely Eyes was finally inscribed as the title of the novel.

he seethes with disgust. His face is shrouded in darkness and I can nearly taste the venom in his words. My stomach drops as I feel a wave of nausea. "That is awful. I am surprised you do not hate dragons,” I admit. "Why would I hate an entire race for the crimes of one person? Not all dragons are evil,” he points out. I reflect on this revelation a moment. Daniel is the exact opposite of me, I admire him for not turning against dragons for what they did to his mother.

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

“You might be able to fool others, but I am not someone that is that gullible. One ability that Dragon Shifters have is that we are excellent lie detectors. We can smell a lie. Not to mention I can hear your heart beating rapidly. I can tell you are afraid but trust me I am the only one you will never have to fear.” Oddly enough, I believed his words about not fearing him, but that was easier said than done. I still didn’t believe he was a Dragon because the concept alone was too preposterous. The fact that he stared at me with frigid eyes also made me believe that I wasn’t safe with him either. “I am warning you, don’t come near me!” I shouted as I took a few steps back, trying to think of

I whispered. "You're either telling me, or you're letting that dragon know." Shaking his head, I watched his eyes move towards me. Frowning, I shook my head. "That dragon has a name." "Right," he laughed. "The traitor's dragon?" Glaring at him, I bit the inside of my cheek. If I had the strength, I would've slapped him across the face. Just the mere thought of Markus still had my heart trembling, and not for what I would've thought. I still felt guilty about killing him.

“Look if that were the case, I would go find the dragons and say, this isn’t the sorceress you’re looking for.” Bryan smiles, “You are fighting against an evil emperor.” I pause for a moment and think, “Is the Dragon King evil? You never talk about him, no one does. I heard he got rid of the hunters and most of the vampires. Doesn’t that make him good?” Bryan shrugs, “He killed a lot of my friends. Have you forgotten that they killed your family?”

She looked at the dragon and was captivated by his strong muscled body and iridescent scales that glinted off the light. The dragon had entered the clouds and soon all she saw was dense fog around her. Thunder and lightning sounded nearby, rattling her to the core. She shrank back in him and he wrapped both his arms protectively over her. Too much… Too much was going on in her life. She had to find a way to get back to Windley. Valerie deceived her and deceived her so horribly that she had to get back to her. And Duke Alburn—how dare he make her his servant? She had run away from Judith’s torture, only to fall in a bigger hole of torture and now she didn’t know what was going to happen to he

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

He drew a strange diagram with the chalk he was holding on the ground,after that he opened a page of the book and read a spell out. A mighty whirlwind suddenly rolled into the cave immediately the man chanted the last spell from the book,the whirlwind fought for almost ten minutes before settling down into the coffin.Everywhere became calm and silent as if nothing happened,the man rolled the stone he used as a shield against the whirlwind away and moved closer to the coffin to check if the statue is still there,but he couldn't find it anymore. The man suddenly raised his head and a demon who's eyes were red like brimstone and it's body burning with fire stood in front him growling.