Slaying The Dragon Book Novels & Stories

"It sounds like a Slave Trainer." "What's a Slave Trainer?" "A device Master possesses which was invented by a demon from hell who hated women. It's the worst punishment Master imposes on his slaves. It vibrates against our clits and in our pussy until just before we cum, then shuts itself off. As soon as the worst of it passes, it starts again. It's fiendish."

"We'll go over some of the easy rules mentioned in the book today. Does that sound good?" Celina gave him the biggest grin she could muster. "Yes!" Once that said, the Captain made her wait they packed up. He took her outside to sit by the lake as they started going over the first page of the oldest book she had ever seen. She was bored out of her mind, eyes flitting across, but then thoughts of riding a dragon made her still. "This book is the reinforcement of the duties of the riders. At heart, their basic duty is to serve as a protector of dragons."

Seeing my confusion, he pulled an old dusty book from the shelf. "The ability to access the shadows like you did is a shadow dragon trait. Your father, my brother, had that skill. But the ability to change those shapes into something tangible, something with a life of its own--that's a very real skill indeed. One that hasn't been seen since the times of Carnelia the Great." The cover of the book is one I know fairly well as it was the first book I learned how to read. "I am assuming you are familiar with this tale?"

“She was studying this book with the help of the monks here. After her death, they kept it safe but Ras must have killed everyone here. However, he did not find this book. He probably does not know about it.” He flips the book open until he finds a chapter on the last dragon. Aryan and Polina lean forward to read the content. “Blood for fire,” Lavi reads. “When the fire of Veneer is infused with blood, the last and the greatest of all dragons shall rise to fly high in the red sky.” “What the hell does this mean?” Polina frowns. “It means that I have to go to Veneer in order to raise my powers,” Lavi murmurs. “And for that, I need an army.”

Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2. --------------------------------------------- LOCATION: The Supernatural Realm AREA: Ignere Forest The shake of the earth, and the pungent smell of burnt grass after the residue of magic, was a clear sign the dragon kind was far from extinct. The King of Dragons stood at the edge of the large plain laid out before him. The field lay barren and wasted as the last patch of dead brown grass was scorched out of existence. Across this field were twelve large pits and in each of these pits were two dragons battling it out with fire, ash, magic, and the will of a warrior.

"Probably. The book is known as the Eye of Abernathy, the first and most powerful dragon ever to have lived on Earth." "A dragon?" I rubbed my thumbs over the edges of the cover, staying clear of the eye. Soft, sleek, and smooth like a lizard's skin. "What's inside?" Cindy gave me one of her famous looks. This one saying, Duh! "Abernathy's spells. This is the oldest, most powerful book on the planet, and it's mine now." I snorted, though I could feel the book's power. "Really? Why do you have it?" Immediately after the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

I mumble, still trying to process everything that's happening. "Before I go, I wanted to let you be aware of some things. When you leave with me and Nora to go to our horde you will be entering a place like you have never seen before. I want you to remember to never compare us to human standards. We dragons can be cruel and ruthless emotion-driven beings. I am training you to endure combat, but none of my training could every prepare you for the cold ruthless world of dragons,” he tells me sternly. After seeing what Ellie did in the dungeon a few days ago to Mr. Blanc, I can say with confidence that it won't be a problem. I saw firsthand the cruelty of dragons. The only thing that I think wi

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

"I'm sorry for your loss. It sounds like you really miss him." "Dreadfully. My Raiden. My soul. My mate." I had heard Thane say that once before. "Mate?" She blew out a heavy breath. "Life partner. Chosen by our dragon counterpart. Dragons are sterile before they choose their mate." "How is mating different than sex?" The words fell out of my stupid mouth before I could stop them. "Nevermind." My face was red hot, and nothing slipped by Katarina's intense gaze. She arched an elegant brow. "What are your motives with my son, Evelyn?"

She slumped with the impact. She was losing consciousness as the gun was being pulled out of her hands. Someone snorted. “We hit the jackpot. The bitch is here in a sexy avatar. Let’s show her where she belongs.” Men guffawed. No… no… no… this can’t be! Please don’t let me faint God! Not now, please… she fell into darkness and oblivion. A/N Thank you everyone who has decided to read this book. Follow my I*G* to get updates on latest books and inspirations. Remember to leave comments. Happy reading. XX KK