Novel & Cerita Son Of The Dragon

He was standing a few meters away from them. Vermitrax couldn't contain his happiness when he saw his son dragon form. His son is alive as he had believed it. Though the other red dragon seemed so familiar to him but seeing his son once again made him forget about the other red dragon. He will get back to that once Lucifer isn't here.

I hissed at him this time. “Daydra denying me doesn’t work like the wolves and Lycans also your a fucking dragon too or did you forget this while making googly eyes at dick-features over there huh?” He retorted. “I am not a dragon, I am King Aaron's daughter, a vampire and my mother was a Lycan, I will deny you and your bullshit “! I stated. “NOW HOW THE FUCK DO I REJECT YOU” I yelled at him. “Daydra don’t do this please, I’m not doing this for just me or worrying only about myself baby girl”He said.

Norma said with difficulty. "The Rankle family gives the power to you. And we'll get it back anytime if we want." Namio grumbled. "Why is that kid still showing up at Scott Hall?" Professor Norma lifted her head with difficulty; he said in a broken voice, "He is the son of the dragon king. And we need dragon blood, Mr. Namio Rankle," Ouch. Ouch.

As they waited for orders, warriors gathered, their features anxious. Then I caught sight of him. A huge dragon with golden scales that glistened like molten flames swooped down from the sky. Even the most courageous warriors would have faltered at the creature's sheer enormity. A man with silver hair that flowed like liquid moonlight sat on its back. He was a powerful presence that seemed to envelop the whole atmosphere in electricity. The air seemed to bend about him due to the tremendous force of his presence. "Who are you?" With a firm voice despite the agitation in my heart, I requested. With a powerful and purposeful gait, the man dismounted. His voice was loud and resonant as he decla

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Nobody knew the real identity of Leo if any of the people who knew the real identity of Leo would probably kill themself. He was the biggest protector of the dragon country who was respected as the war god of the country and the most famous title among his enemy was the dragon of the dragon country. He was only 26 years but his achievement on the battlefield can be regarded as legendary. The number of enemies killed by Leo in his 6 years military carrier can't be imagined by the common person. He was regarded as the devil by his enemies and an angel by his brothers in arms and solider. The last battle he fought was two years ago when millions of lives were destroyed 20 countries united army

I look up, feeling the dragon above me moving his head, I give a gentle smile seeing that he is carefully observing us. "I am Prince Rhys, son of King Draig and Queen Rune, yes this is my dad," the boy answers. Looking up and the boy places his hand on his father's dragon, when I see his eyes glaze over. "It's good to meet you Prince Rhys, can you tell your father it's ok to shift, you are safe here; I give you my word none of my people will hurt you. I'm sorry I used my aura on you, but I didn't see you, I wouldn't dream of harming a child." A growl escapes me when I turn to see my mates shifted into their lycan forms, staring down the dragon above me like he is prey.

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

My understanding is that membership in each costs money and it was cheaper for my father to change to simply sending warriors out then to continue waiting for warriors to come in. I am the youngest son of Alpha Charles Redmen, the alpha and sole leader of the Red Fang pack. I am the youngest of his six kids. I was born prematurely and, unlike my twin Chloe, struggled to breathe on my own. I guess that’s where everything started. My father wanted nothing to do with a weakling like me. So I became the son he didn’t want, the son he felt was undeserving of my very life.

It seemed like he was larger than life, one of the primordial vampires. The tale was still not over, even upon my father marrying my mother. It was far from reaching. Some dispute arose. My mother was the daughter of one of the greatest Dragon Lords. By virtue of rumors, he was one of the most fierce guys throughout the supernatural world. And then, a brutal fight arose, between the strong powers of Dragons and that of vampires. More than that, things were said to me that I should hate my father's, but something was wrong, and a truth was yet to be revealed.