Skynet Dragon City Novels & Stories

Like for example the scroll, an objective only` heard about but on the Lord Dragons possess. Kade has been to sanctuary, the land of dragons. Dragons never interact with outsiders but at a rare chance they might be mates, it is said they are possessive and be borderline caveman. On the arch gate in bold letters creatively framed along with burnt tips reads dragon clan sanctuary.

When he saw the hundreds of dragon tattoos in front of him, they seemed like ferocious dragons dancing and whirling around Scarlett. Rex knew that things in Jenaire City were about to change. The dragons were setting out in the night, and the dragon gate would return! Scarlett was getting impatient. She put her jacket on again and asked, "Rex, do you want to submit to me or die?"

Great warning. She didn’t know what to do. There were no cell phones in Aurora. She couldn’t call Charlotte and tell her where she was—not that she knew. There was no GPS, and if there were, she wouldn’t know how to figure it out. A loud roar sounded behind her. The golden dragon with angry eyes she’d come to know was Vikter. He shot forward above her head and charged Drayken. Vikter bit Drayken’s wing. Drayken pulled away, snapping his teeth at Vikter’s dragon.

The collapse of the Jade-Chrome central server spire painted the acid-rain night sky of Neo-Kunlun a blinding, apocalyptic crimson. Blaring anti-air sirens ripped through the perpetual hum of the cyber-metropolis. Down in the neon-lit alleyways, total chaos erupted. Thousands of low-tier cultivators, their cheap cybernetic limbs whirring in panic, stared blankly up at the sky. The mechanical dragon that was supposed to be their invincible guardian had dissolved into black pixels in the toxic downpour.

Meanwhile my hair smelled like coconut with a mixture of honey, lips covered with light shine, pulling lower lips out of my tooth grip. "Bite your lips back, I won't be able to control the thoughts that I have," Dragon said, on fire. My breath was on and off. Dragon approached a revolution and deprivation in his eyes: "I know you're approaching me only to retaliate!" "Even if I killed you now," I stood on my heel and grabbed him near his black collar. "You'll do me a favor, you idiot, then I'll die on your hand, Jenny."

“Then go tend to your dragon. She’s shedding, so gather up the scales so you can dispose of them off the harbor later. If you leave any behind, there are scavengers in Lumenera who will collect and sell them for profit. Even the scales of juveniles can sell for an exorbitant amount overseas.” “I’m sorry if this is a shortsighted question, but I got the impression earlier that the people here don’t think highly of dragons. Is it possible we can change their perception of them if we encourage trade of dragon remains and relics to bolster their economy?” She pointed back at Netra who was currently biting at her loosening scales. “It costs us nothing, and maybe it’ll encourage a more favorable r

"My car is in the underground garage. We can begin basic instruction there." As they walked, Sage pulled out her phone, scrolling through DragonCoin updates with growing concern. The cryptocurrency's sudden appearance and meteoric rise had spawned dozens of conspiracy theories already—everything from government psyops to alien technology. None mentioned dragons, at least not yet, but the comment sections were filled with reports of strange sightings worldwide. "How are we getting to Seattle?" she asked, trying to sound casual despite the panic bubbling just beneath her surface. "Not by plane," Marcus replied grimly. "Airport security systems interact... poorly with dragons in transitional st

but the Cenotes of Draconia were massive alright just as much as they were beautiful, housing over two thousand sea and air dragons, with emerald and aqua marine tinges here and there adding a glow to the place that was almost ethereal. So impressive were the monuments that, for almost a minute, Killian almost forgot that he was being led by two very angry men towards their Lord... he almost forgot the hissing and the scowls that followed him as the dragon horde, descendants of the ancient Ghidorah looked down on him, a few brave ones murmuring the words ‘what is he doing here?’ and a couple of other expletives that would have made the human society blush a dark shade of red. As Killian pass

The pain was so strong. A few feet away Freja stood in shock, watching as Zarek, now a huge ass dragon, rolled around in the snow whimpering like a giant puppy. She had never seen a dragon of that size except when she killed the Elder Drake as a teen. Everything about his body was hard and sharp, designed to kill and maim. His scales were a beautiful amber color that shimmered under the sun, mesmerizing her momentarily. Sharp horns trailed from the top of his snout and down his head and back to where they ended at the tip of his long tail. Zarek’s body was sleek but bulky in the right places for protection, his toes wielding wicked sharp claws that tore up the dirt as he rolled around. She s

"We can't hear you Lykon." Lykon wheezed painfully and I winced. "Is she my tart?" He asked Lykon. "N-no. No!" "What is she?" He asked him again. "F-filth." I winced inwardly. "What happens when you deal with filth Lykon?"Zephyros purred. "Y-you get dirty." "Why are you being punished Lykon?" "I-- I touched the miserly filth and I... I disrespected you by calling her your tart."