Soba Dragon Ball Novels & Stories

It was blown three times, each time it echoed off of the cave walls all around us, causing lots of dust to fall from the ceiling and float around us. With some people coughing, everyone began to move off and head back. I stayed for a few more seconds, finally being able to see the full image. There were the dragon and its rider, but it wasn’t just that. There were two massive armies, one seemed to be following the dragon rider as a lot of them had some kind of dragon insignia on their shield. The others were different. They looked wrong, there not human!

With a content smile, she went to buy some. "How much for 2?" Jade asked. "4 cents." The old lady said. "2 dipped in chocolate." Jade ordered. The lady gave a nod and handed her 2 churro sticks dipped in chocolate. With a nod, jade took it and handed her the money. To pass the time further, she decided to go to a gamezone and have a game of bowling. On the way, she finished her one churro. When she reached, she narrowed her eyes at the door of the place which displayed the sign 'Under repair.'

Once Adrian was gone, I didn't hesitate to unwrap the sushi first and shoved one into my mouth. There were other traditional dishes like okonomiyaki, soba, Sukiyaki and a boba drink… I moaned in delight as I had one trial of each dish and they all turned out to be tasty. I'm not gonna get tired of eating Japanese food.. The Boba drink has turned out to be my best drink so far and honestly it's the only drink I need at the moment to feel refreshed… Adrian bought more side dishes including some desert and also some snacks to keep me busy..

But that wasn’t what stole my breath. Standing before us, massive and impossible in the rooftop lights, was a dragon. A silver-scaled, ancient-eyed dragon. Watching us. Calm. “Soren,” I breathed, my voice barely there. “He’s called Obsidian. He’s a friend,” Soren said proudly. “He’s our ride.” Before I could decide if I was hallucinating, he was lifting me onto the creature’s surprisingly comfortable, leathery back. Obsidian shifted, muscles rolling beneath us, and then—with a single, mighty push of his wings—we were airborne.

She was hiding herself from the flying dragonfly which then perched on the edge of the table near Jai’s position. “Oh. This is a very big dragonfly. What is—I mean, what’s her or his name?” Jai asked. “This is Sakura. She is a Cherry Blossom Dragonfly.” Tsubasa answered. “I don’t want to seem rude, but I’ve never seen a dragonfly as big as her. Is it a normal size, Tsubasa-san?” Jai asked as he observed Sakura, the raspberry colored dragonfly that’s almost as big as a two months old kitten.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Long Chen's words made the demon captain's anger rise even more. "You brat! I'll make sure to kill you!" The demon captain pulled out a circular artifact with an odd pattern engraved on it. "Dragon Roar!" ROAAARRRR…. BOOMMM.. "Ugh! Damn it, you're from the Long family!" Swisshh.. "Shadow Dragon!" "Ahhh! BOOMMM.. Crackkk The demon captain was flung directly toward the giant egg. As a result, the egg cracked from the impact of the demon captain. Long Chen quickly attacked the demon captain again, his goal not only to kill the demon captain but also to destroy the giant egg.

“No.” Marcus stared. Nicholas took my phone from my hand. “We find Ethan.” “You just said—” “I said we aren’t walking into Gabriel’s trap.” Nicholas looked at the photograph again. “We make him walk into ours.” Something about his voice changed the room. The Dragon wasn’t a supernatural creature. He didn’t breathe fire. He didn’t have scales or wings. But right then, I understood exactly why people had given Nicholas Aspen that name. Marcus did too. He straightened.

The phrase that had appeared also sank back into the banner bearing the symbol of the firebird. ……. Far away in the world where Tian Sen lived—or rather, in another universe far more powerful than this one. A man bearing the symbol of a dragon opened his eyes; he smiled, then vanished from his meditation spot. When he reappeared, he was already in a beautiful place, surrounded by an artificial pond filled with various eye-catching ornamental fish. In that garden, a man with hair as white as snow sat, watching the other man’s arrival. “Did you feel it too, brother?” asked the seated figure.

When I opened my eyes, the dragon clan's envoy procession had already arrived. A piercing roar echoed from the horizon. Storm clouds churned. Several massive, pitch-black dragons tore through the sky, their armored riders perched upon their backs. The dragons exhaled a scorching breath, whipping up a blinding gale of dust. Everyone at Silvermoon Manor was on their knees, too terrified to lift their heads. My heart sank. Reality hit me: I had been reborn.