Tatsumi Dragon Novels & Stories

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

That cannot be allowed to finish without my control. I kneel beside the thin distortion in the air and place my palm against the invisible boundary. The seam hums beneath my skin. Not weak. Not broken. Tuned. It is like touching the string of an enormous instrument. The vibration travels through my bones and settles in my chest. Someone is playing this barrier like music. The thought fills me with equal parts admiration and irritation. “You feel it too.” One of the dragons from the other realm steps beside me. His scales are darker than most, almost black in the pre-dawn light. His wings flex restlessly as he studies the shifting air.

“Did you know Justin got a dragon for Christmas? He told me when Denise and I saw him at the store yesterday.” “A dragon, huh?” I raised my eyebrows, wondering where and what kind of stuffed dragon I was going to have to hunt down for her next birthday—assuming that was where she was going with this. She nodded, her wide eyes shining with excitement. “A kimono dragon. I want a kimono dragon too, Mommy.” “Komodo,” I corrected her gently, when I realized what she was talking about. “A komodo dragon.” Her little blonde eyebrows pulled together. “Yeah, that‘s what I said.”

Silent steps on the grass. "I am Átila. This is Kuzey. We are the Twin Dragons, ancient guardians of this land." Irmak couldn't look away. Between their legs, semi-erect penises swung heavily. Thick. Veins pulsing visibly under the thin skin. Broad, pink heads glistening slightly with moisture. She had never seen men so perfect. So rawly powerful. Their scent invaded the clearing. Burnt wood. Dark spices. Something animal. Wild. Masculine.

But this moment is enough, the small tail returned to its original size, enough to match the size of the ant king of the sky, a sharp earth thorns all over the ground, but has the blue-eyed white dragon bloodline of the small tail is limited to this, the fact is really so, the earth thorns even has the attribute of the vector (with the direction of the arrow) no matter the original pointing to the place, in the end, is a straight stab at the king of the sky ants. The dust raised obscured the full view of the Skyhopper King, Little Tail didn't dare to be careless, and a sphere of light energy floated around the Skyhopper King, the "Boom boom---" a loud noise erupted as the ball of light explo

"If it's possible, Restia— do you mind going to 八島 (Yashima – Eight Islands) to find some information about the golden nine-tailed fox?" "Yashima? You mean, 日の本大八洲 (Hinomoto Oyashima)?" Restia asked. 八島 (Yashima — Eight Islands), or the full name known as 日の本大八洲 (Hinomoto Oyashima), is famously known as 'The Great Eight Islands of the Land of the Rising Sun'. It is a country located in the east with eight main islands and multiple smaller islands connecting in a curved line. When looked at from above, it looked like the shape of a dragon, so it was given another nickname called 眠りの竜 (Nemuri no Ryu), also known as 'The Slumbering Dragon'.

"Sooner or later, the news will spread. It's only a matter of time." “True,"Yamato replied. "We must do something.” "What?"Yoritomo asked. "What can we do to a force unseen?” “We are working on it," Yamato moved. “On what?" Fuhito looked at him, puzzled. "Our friend here, Kazuma, wrote to me while he was in Chingrin. He saw a dragon and king flying together in Heaven.” "What it has to to write the current situation?" "A lot, I will try to explain."

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

A small green dragon, wing bent backwards, crashed to the earth beside him with a thud and brought him out of his stupor. Behind the carnage of the little dragon, he saw Katalea now, glowing like an eternal queen. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. She was the storm, she glowed as blue as the lightning she sent out. He watched as the wild light flamed through her fingertips. His whole body quivered to go to her. “Mate!” His tiger screamed. He fought for control. “Must protect Mate!”

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like