Slaying The Dragon Book Novels & Stories

Kill for her. Slay her dragons... I will.

Leila put a handful of glistening ashes from the well in Mother Dragon’s palm, “These are for you.” Mother Dragon teared up. She hugged Leila and kissed her cheek. “Do what you must now, and I’ll be here waiting for you. We have so much to talk about,” she said, while brushing her warm thumb across Leila’s forehead. “May I ask… what does the word ‘Slathar’ mean?” Leila said inquisitively. Mother Dragon smiled. “Slathar is the name for lightning, the gift bestowed from the sky, in an ancient dragon tongue. You are meant to be the queen of the dragon realm. All of the dragon spirits were calling out to you.”

"But your fire is new. Mine forged the core of this planet." Killian’s jaw clenched, his golden runes flaring so brightly they hurt to look at. He didn't retreat. Instead, he pushed harder, his muscles bulging, forcing the edge of his blade a fraction of an inch into the dragon's impenetrable scales. "And I'm going to bury you back in it," Killian snarled, his voice a vibrating, demonic frequency. Aurelius’s smile vanished. The dragon opened his mouth, and deep within his throat, a blinding, terrifying orange light began to build. It wasn't just fire; it was pure, liquid oblivion.

Chapter 46: Flames of War Chaos exploded around us before I could even catch my breath. Draven’s cock was still buried deep inside me, thick and pulsing from his latest load, when the first dragon roar shook the walls of my childhood home. The ground trembled. Glass shattered somewhere in the kitchen. My mother screamed and Kael dove under the table like the coward he was.

She worked out doing Yoga, a spin class, aerobics and light weights several days a week to stay in shape, plus often swam laps in our pool. It took me a couple days to get through the book and I returned it to her. I didn't say anything about it, but I did start looking at other books she'd been reading. Our bookshelves were full of them. There was definitely a similarity in theme. Some were humanoid space aliens, some cowboys in the women starved West, some mountain men with Indian women, men shipwrecked with single women, werewolves with their mates. A lot of them featured multiple male partners, and the ones that didn't, often showed women in sexual bondage, captured, stripped, sold and t

ared. Dr. Sina too. This was insane!!! “What do you want to know?” Celia grunted, obviously straining to talk. I did not know why my words would cause her such discomfort, but at this point I did not care. I saw a way to find some answers. And if I could command them to do whatever I want, I would run away – in fact, I would make them let me leave! I just needed to find Leo. “What truth do you wish to know child”, Dr Sina’s soft voice came from behind her. I could see that he too, was straining to speak. “I want to know … about my brother… you said… you said…”.. I was mumbling.. “Yes, it is true… What we said is the truth, but please, I beseech you, could you please allow Mr. Locke to explai

Suddenly she saw him grimace and when she followed his gaze she realized that there were prices posted underneath each book and these prices were exorbitant ranging from 5 000 to 100 000 gold coins. Cassy then asked him confused by these prices because the most expensive book she had taken was 10 gold coins and it was the book about the presentation of the 8 flames, "Why are these books so expensive, and why are they sealed?" Steven put his arm around her shoulders and he said to her a little disappointed, "All these books have a special fighting technique that allows any warrior who absord it to use an element. The symbol that you see on the cover identifies the element that the fighting te

"You know what..." Minos reached for his breast pocket and produced a small leather-bound booklet, placing it on the boy's lap. "What's this?" The boy grabbed it and started reading. "Thee. Dragun. Fromm. Thee. Shyre. What's this about?" "It's about... a dragon. From the shire." Minos didn't know how to explain what the book was about, as he never really got past the first ten pages himself. He found it boring and too juvenile for his taste. He only reads it so he can go to sleep. "It's my favorite book," he lied, "and I want you to read it."

“Oh, my god…” The Dragon picks his pace pulling the chains that's got my nipples trapped. “Keep those eyes on me and whatever you do don't make a sound,” How can I possibly not make a sound when he's teasing my clit and finger-fucking me right now? As damn good as I'm feeling I bite back my moans and focus my gaze on his blue eyes that are still icy with anger. “If you hate Virgins so much then why are you still doing this to me?” My voice was normal until the end when I half moaned out the rest of my sentence and the dragon didn't look pleased that I even spoke at all.

"Why'd you give it that name?" "What's wrong with it? Nine divine dragons poured everything they had into forging this whip!" Lyana cracked it proudly, and a crisp snap rang out. Listening carefully, one could truly sense dragon roars within the sound. "Love it!" Chase had no choice but to humor Lyana. As he spoke, he opened the small black book, the Book of Life and Death. Black and white energies erupted, swirling around Chase's entire body. At that moment, Absolute Evil appeared before them.