Supreme Dragon Novels & Stories

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

And sure enough, soon Cresta's body was lifted into the air, emitting a huge black light, and out of the black light came the dragon known as Frenya. Adrianne lied that she would burn Cresta's body when she died. Adrianne was so in love with the fact that he would gain such great power, a dragon. Winged creatures that can breathe fire can truly be the most powerful weapon of war. Moreover, the dragon was promised to be gigantic, immortal and forever obedient to him and his descendants. Adrianne knew that he would be the most powerful man if he had a pet dragon. At the mere thought of gaining such power, he lost his eyes and sacrificed a girl who loved him so dearly.

I said. “You don’t have to be,” he said with a smirk. “So any Sire can make another dragon submit?” I asked him. “Don’t be an idiot, you’re a gray dragon, stronger than all three Elders combined, we can make her submit,” he said. “Easy as that,” I said sarcastically. “What’s Abeloth saying?” Felix asked me. “In the realm of dragons?” I asked Abeloth. “Duh,” Abeloth said and retreated once again.

I would stop and take a moment to marvel if Ona wasn't in so much distress. As more screams reverberate down the hall, I rush after Primus towards the source. I don't see the drake until our limbs tangle together as we both crash to the floor. "Good Gods! Watch what you are doing you incompetent commoner. Oh, a sun dragon!" he snarls, adjusting the circlet in his hair as he awkwardly stands.

I asked, feeling sorry for the young man or boy who’d been forced to do such terrible things. “I went to a fire mage, actually,” he said. “He bound my dragon.” Kieran gestured to the red tattoo peeking up over his shoulder. “He bound my dragon here, like this.” “That’s your dragon?!” I gasped. “All chained up?” “Yes,” he confirmed. “Do you mind if I ask you about… him?” I asked, nodding to the tattoo. “What’s his name?” “His name is Naeghiros,” he said, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. “Naeghiros is the name of the first and last dragon, the dragon charged with setting our world on fire.”

Which brings the realm to its most dangerous hierarchy: the existence of the Supreme Direwolf. While standard Direwolves carry the spirit of ancestral warriors, the Supreme Direwolf is the absolute apex of Northern existence. Born only once every few centuries into the royal bloodline during the Harsh Winter, the Supreme Direwolf carries the full, concentrated weight of the realm's primordial origin—a spirit so vast, so overwhelmingly powerful, that its internal furnace burns ten times hotter than any standard beast. Without an Anchor, a Supreme Direwolf is a ticking apocalyptic clock. To carry the Supreme spirit is to walk on the razor-edge of total madness, fighting every single day to sto

There is no time for hesitation today. More enemies surge upward from the streets below. Fae warriors riding dragons. Archers loosing arrows tipped with burning magic. A lesser dragon dives toward my throat. I twist aside and rip his wing clean off. He plummets screaming into the broken street far below. Another dragon circles behind me. I spin midair and drive my claws through his skull. Blood rains down across the battlefield. And still Seraphina’s music continues. I feel it moving through me now. Through the bond.

Cicero nodded, “That black dragon is the mount of that supreme warrior back then. Before he exhausted his luck and life span to lay the seal, he divided the black dragon into two, which were the dragon spirit and the dragon corpse. The dragon corpse was sealed in a chaotic enchantment, while the dragon spirit was transformed into the Fiery Lexicon. “When the great disaster in the future is approaching, the chosen one can use the magic books to become a God. The dragon spirit and dragon corpse will be combined into one. The dragon would pass the trial together with the chosen one, helping him to break through and become a new God.” Both Magus and Xavion were stunned at this point. The former

His eyes were a blazing ball of fire, with a big flap of his wings and a large cry he sent the dragon flying backwards and landing into the sea making a big splash. He reluctantly let go of her and turned to face the beast who had emerged from the water. He swam towards him. Dragomir still in human form let out a deep earthy roar, one that commanded attention and was very powerful. He was royalty and he commanded his people with that roar, passed on to every royal, no dragon could ignore its call. The dragon had no choice, it transformed into his human form and swam towards Dragomir, he bowed his head. “How dare you!”, Dragomir growled in anger.