Novel & Cerita Star Dragon

"And you two were trying to make more? You already have your hands full. Here let me help you." By the end of the morning, we have them all categorized and named. Phaera, Jana, Azar, Aalia, Kaien, Eedana, Nova, and Nox. All of them are children of the stars and not a matching set of abilities between them. Phaedra is a universal dragon, or so we think, and Kaien is a mixture of starfire and earth--like a comet. Jana is a sun dragon, so we named her for her grandmother and Eedana is another plasma dragon like her cousin Ursa. Aalia is our little phoenix.

Madchen closed her eyes, and waited for the worst, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Suddenly, she felt Jason’s grip loosen on her, then heard an almighty thump. She opened her eyes to see Drago standing over her supervisor, glaring a hole through him. “Is this how you treat all your employees?” His voice was calm, too calm. Jason, now petrified, backed away on his elbows, putting space between him and the terrifying doctor. Watching Drago right now, in this moment, Madchen thought he really did resemble a dragon, on the verge of lighting Jason on fire.

He then turned to me and asked. “How about you, boy?” I was startled. “Ahmm.. Hawkeye of Dark Knight, 17. Best in operating latest gadgets like surveillance cameras and computers. In charge of infiltrating systems of target enemies. Just call me Miko Chan or better yet, Miko outside. Stargazer’s maintenance leader and Polaris’s waiter. I’m so glad to meet you JD-hyung! Oh, I mean, Black Dragon.” I nervously said offering my hand to him. His smile widens and accepts it.

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"

It leaned its giant head down toward the palace, letting out a deep, rumbling message that boomed across the entire city like thunder. "We do not come for war, Alpha King!" the bronze dragon roared in human tongue, its fiery breath heating the cold coastal air. "We come for the Child of the Stars! Her power belongs to the ancient sky, not the earthly wolves!" Valen’s golden eyes burned with pure, lethal fury. He pulled a heavy horn from his horse's saddle and blew a long, clear blast that echoed across the valley below. The bronze dragon snapped its massive head toward our ridge, its burning eyes locking directly onto us.

“We end this war before the world splits a second time.” “Umbara is no ordinary enemy,” Orion pressed. “He’s no longer human.” Rayden gave a thin smile. “Neither am I.” The sky began to change color. From blue to dark red. From a distance, a rumbling sounded like the beating of thousands of wings. Anya looked up, her face tense. “Saint Dragon.” For a moment, their silhouettes appeared, creatures with silver scales, eyes empty, and radiant wings, diving from the cracks between worlds still open in the northern sky.

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

The Hall of Sacrul rumbled with the low growl of dragons. Fourteen great beasts sat in their true forms around a dais made of deepstar stone, a mineral said to have fallen from the bones of dying stars. Each dragon revealed its true form in silent contest, the weight of their might pressing against the air. Heat shimmered between them, an invisible storm of pride and restrained carnage.

His voice boomed, half-roar, half-command, “How dare you hurt what’s MINE !” “He is weak. He deserves to die !” Stella spat. “You are mine,” the delusional dragon screeched. “He’s mine,” Draven hissed. “Which means you have just declared war.” “I am your fiancée !” “No. You were just a target to lure out the rogue dragon army.” “What ?! How dare you trick me,” Stella screamed in fury, unleashing fire. Draven matched it. He overpowered her in seconds. A clash of dragons, but only one stood victorious.

They’re afraid, she realized, gasping. Tears stung her eyes. “I’m here. I’m here, my stars. I won’t let them reach us.” From above, a dragon roared again—Drakonios in full wrath. She looked up just in time to see him dive, fire gushing from his maw, burning a clear path through the center of the swarm. Shadowcreatures screamed and disintegrated mid-leap. Drakonios landed with a quake that split the earth, his claws dragging flaming arcs through the enemy’s ranks.