Storm Dragon Veldora Novels & Stories

Drykator readied himself for his descent, he turned to Drago who had just fixed his mini crossbow to his right arm and was slipping the bolt into place and ensuring the wire was connected correctly. “I’m going down to DV, Drago you get that dragon down!” Drykator barked beginning to bounce from one foot to the other, his legs shook violently with fear, he had never tried anything so dangerous, but he knew deep down it was what had to be done. “The Great Divine Victory needs us,” he rallied.

I motioned her beside me and Sean go back to the kitchen. “Are you sure you’re okay JD? You still have to DJ later on Stargazer.” I looked at her and found her brown eyes worriedly looking at me. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - RENZO After I messaged Black Dragon, Topgun messaged me. 7: BD is injured but he’s okay. -TG I shook my head. JD never tells me if he get injured. I messaged him back. TG: Thanks. -7

‘A crispy snack, that is,’ my wolf snickers. There are a few things that can kill a vampire. Dragon fire is one of those things. ‘Too bad Trent doesn’t blow fire but thunders.’ I don’t have a lot of experience with dragons, but Trent, Voros’ dragon, can easily tear apart a vampire in two. His power is that of the electric storm, making him one of the rarest dragons out there. Fire dragons are the most common ones, followed by ice and earth. Voros has never used his power since coming here, but he has been building up a storm for a few weeks now. The grey clouds covering the sky day and night are mostly Voros doing, and when we are gone, a much needed rain will flood this valley. With a bit o

Lord Storm was angry, his face was contorted with rage and a bared teeth, curled lip and clenched jaw, A vortex of anger swirled through him and his heart throbbed of resentment. "That wench !" He roared, "Get Micro-J for me right now !" Lord Storm yelled and jerrod rushed out quickly, Micro-J is the given name of his hacker and programmer man. And within a moment he rushed to Lord Storm's apartment with some systems he brought from Lord Storm's programming room. "Track where the wench is at now, and send the location to creed LC7 " Lord Storm said, he has a lot of creeds in the city all scattered in branches, incase of an emergency operation.

“We just lost—” BANG. A 7.62 round punched through the reinforced glass—sniper shot, Dragunov SVD, 800 meters out. Sparks’ erupted, blood jetting red across the monitor, gurgling as he slumped, chair rolling back. The screen hissed static, red streaks smearing the feed. Three down.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.” Storm waved her thanks away. This is what she does. Healing. Her mother was among the pack’s healers and she loved it. “My name is Tasha. What are you doing out here in the cold? You don’t look too fine to me” Storm opened her mouth to tell Tasha that she was banished from her land, but that would lead to many more questions and she really didn’t want to answer all those now. “My name is Storm” Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

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It displayed two colored streaks of lightning circling the globe where one was blue and the other red. Carter pointed to the red one. "This is the new trace we got from the original speedrealm energy which has been reacting at unstable level unlike the normal speedrealm energy." "So, what does this have to do with the 'speedster killer' ?" "I'm getting to that." Carter went on.

Marcu agreed, “But falling in love with a dragon is not the worst that she’s been through. She will come around. Just love her, that’s all she needs.” “I can only hope,” Drago sighed, “Just wait until she finds out she has entered into a whole nest of us,” “I can’t wait to see the look on her face,” Marcu said sarcastically. The helicopter thrummed to their destination, the family compound on an island hidden in the everglades, just off of Islamorada.