Tensei Shitara Dragon Novels & Stories

The legends didn't do him justice - the Dragon God was even more beautiful in person. Staring at him, I could tell that beneath his perfect exterior, there lies a hidden strength just waiting to be unleashed. The Dragon God’s eyes glowed with a fierce crimson red, and his cropped black hair moved as if blown by the wind. The spikes along his fingers and arms appeared sharp and menacing, but he seemed like he could retract them with ease. If it weren't for the black pants he had on, he would have been fully nude, his muscular torso with the finest of hairs on full display.

Just lived her life without a tie or worry in the world. Catori looked up as a shadow blocked out the late afternoon sun. Seeing nothing, she went back to watching the sea lions. In the blink of an eye, a red dragon swept down before her. Catori fell back on the ground, feeling paralyzed by its presence. Irritation, maybe hate, burned bright in the dragon's eyes. It made a hissing sound, flicking its black forked tongue as if tasting the air, tasting Catori's fear. The dragon's throat glow brightly, wanting for its fire to build.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Zayla is too wired to sleep, so she stares at the ceiling and tries to remember the last time she wasn’t afraid of what would happen in the dark. She must drift off at some point, because she’s back in the palace, but it’s wrong. The walls are alive, pulsing with a heartbeat she can hear in her teeth. At the center of the grand hall: dragons, dozens of them, scales like hammered silver, like sapphires, like dusk after a thunderstorm. They’re coiled in a circle, their eyes fixed on the space between them. They begin to move, slow at first, then faster, a spiral that draws the air inward, whips it into a cyclone of magic and light. As they turn, Zayla sees the ground beneath them glow with run

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

“Maliyah!” As I get closer I see her dragon, Terra, is in chains and she is struggling to break free. There are two warlocks fighting against Maliyah and she is holding her own well. I push myself harder and tackle a warlock, immediately snapping his neck. His body disappears, leaving only one left.

In walks Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. “This is Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. They are all gemstone dragons. Tirian is a blue sapphire dragon, while Rock is a white sapphire dragon. Ryota is a tourmaline dragon and Calex is a citrine dragon.” I say. “Hi, I am Ty.” She replied. “Nice to meet you, Luna.” Rock states.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

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