Romans & histoires Sun Dragon

He looked at the group of Winged Serpents School elders charging over. The cold aura in Zephyr Khan's eyes grew sharper and stronger. "Snake, no matter how powerful it is, it is still a snake!" "It is destined to be crushed by a True Dragon forever!" "Ice Domain!" "Ice Dragon Skyfall!" "Suppress!"

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

They were also the first humans to betray their kind and collaborate with the dragons. Salamander clansmen were considered direct descendants of Homusubi, the fire god. Together with their dragon overlords, they hewed entire mountains and smelted ores to build the stateliest castles and the most impregnable fortresses. They created hand weapons and war machines – repeating crossbows, hand cannons, trebuchets – that extended the power of the nine-headed dragon god, Kuzuryū Daimyōjin, to every corner of Pan-Terra. The exhaust of the Salamanders’ smokestacks choked the sky as far as the eye could see.

“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.

The X City- The Capital City of Country X. Characters on focus. Ronald Si Long- The strongest dragon and one of a kind in a million years. He is a hybrid of a Blue flame Ice phoenix and an Azure Dragon. He is rebellious and doesn’t want love as he believes love did not even save his mother in the Dragonic World War. He has the ability to sniff even an insect and know its birth parents and the life it has lived with its history back to three generations. But, he couldn’t sniff Anita and he becomes an opponent worthy for his practices.

It's bad enough that he only has one element, but I come by my earth element genetically from my father Avani, the last Earth dragon. He and my mother, Zephyr, the last air dragon, decided to have a child together. Now that all four elemental dragons have found their mates, I am the only pure dragon left. And while everyone else seems to want me, my mate wants nothing to do with me. I think back to that time when I found her with my brother, the brother who should never have lived. Snow, she calls him, probably because of the color of his scales. He's white like my mother, only he's much smaller than a dragon. I told my mother he's a wyvern. He doesn't have four legs like a dragon should, on

The thought that my fire might hurt her, has me moving to blow my air on the flames, but yet again, what I was expecting to happen and what does happen, are different. “Whoa!” Sunshine says, leaping onto my wing as water comes pouring out of my mouth. I hear the hiss of the fire as the water puts out the flames. I can still feel the heat, so very carefully, I blow air onto my Sunshine, drawing from the earth’s coolness to keep her from overheating. “Wow, you really are a special dragon, aren’t you? Thanks again, Ancalagon,” she says, and her arms go around my snout again, causing me to purr once more.

The baby was okay. He hugged the baby tightly and kissed her forehead. The baby snuggled closer to Landon's chest and stopped crying. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her soft snores made Landon smile at he Innocence. He could not help but admire her beauty. She was more beautiful than before. Her hair was orange like the true color of the dragon fire. Her skin was golden, like the shining sun. Her blood was not red through her veins. It was glowing orange and yellow. As if she had pure magma running inside her veins. Landon could not contain his surprise. He turned to look at archangel Michael who held his index finger on his lips.

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

“Engage and isolate.” My dragon dives. The wind howls past my ears as the battlefield rushes upward to meet us. I choose the first hostile dragon I see—dark scaled, larger than most, circling toward Aurelion’s position. The fool never even notices me. I slam into him from above. The impact rattles my teeth. My claws tear across his wing joint before he can react, and the dragon screams as the membrane splits beneath my strike. He drops out of the sky in a spiral. I do not bother watching him fall.