The Blood Of The Dragon Novels & Stories

I drank his blood. Magnus took a deep breath, his expression growing serious. "Actually," he started, his tone making Cathy pause mid-rant. She felt a sudden chill, sensing there was more to come. ‘More. There's always more.’ Magnus glanced at the dragon, which had the audacity to look smug. Cathy's gaze darted between them, her heart racing. ‘Conspiracy. They're all in on it.’ "There's more," Magnus continued, his voice gentle but firm. "The dragon's been sharing its magic through my blood, protecting them because... well, they're not just wolf pups."

near its neck, a wide, silver slot worn smooth by centuries of use. "Mina! Cian!" I called out. "I need your light to prime the ink!" The children ran to my side. They placed their hands on the dragon’s cold iron flank. As their Golden Blood pulsed, the lead cylinders began to glow. The "Ink" wasn't black; it was a shimmering, liquid violet, the color of the Thorne family debt, now transformed into the Thorne family's legacy. I thrust the scroll into the silver slot. The dragon shuddered. Its internal gears began to spin with a deafening, melodic clatter.

Fire. Blaine swore. “Dragon blood.” Before Damian could react, the creature moved not shifting, unfolding into its true form, wings of bone and smoke rising over the clearing. “Fall back!” Damian barked, but Blaine was already in motion, his scythe slicing air, divine sigils flaring from its arc. The dragon roared, flame meeting chaos-born steel. They fought as one, reluctant but perfectly matched Damian’s controlled fury anchoring Blaine’s wildness. Each clash sang with old power.

“That lines up with what Thaddeus was rambling about earlier when he was drunk. Kept going on about how the dragon mustn’t die. Said he needed a living vessel.” “Exactly,” Niobe continued. “The red ink in the final line you copied, Luna, it signifies a blood sacrifice.” According to her, the Red Dragon wouldn’t just be an energy source, it would become a vessel which containing heat so intense it would destroy a human body. If the dragon died before the ritual was complete, Thaddeus and all his followers would burn from the inside out. The hairs on the back of my neck prickled. I couldn’t even begin to imagine how that dragon would die at their hands.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

“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.

Connery murmured. The rust-colored liquid’s color deepened to the rich red which had caused it to be called “blood” by ancient witches. She used tongs to lift the vial from the stand, and carefully added it to the bowl of ingredients that would complete its transformation into the spell component known of as “Dragon’s Blood.” As it mixed, veins of glowing orange and cinder black spread through the liquid, giving it the appearance of hot lava, although if a person were fool enough to stick their finger into the mixture, it would be cool to the touch… before it melted the flesh from the bone and turned the bone to ash.

Now much more relieved, Ophelia took out a potion of crimson blood that exuded radiant light and contained immense energy. Andrius was shocked. That blood must be extraordinary! “This is the essence of dragon blood. It’s an excellent supplement for most cultivators. Absorb it quickly. It will heal your wounds and might even turn the tide of the battle,” Ophelia explained. “Thanks!” Andrius knew the urgency of the situation, so he immediately took the essence and began absorbing it as quickly as possible. Unexpectedly, the moment the dragon essence entered his body, it reacted violently with his Divine Realm wolf blood, extracted the dragon essence, and absorbed it.

“This is dragon’s blood?” Fane nodded with a serious expression on his face. “This is dragon’s blood, no doubt. However, it isn’t the blood of a pure-breed dragon, but a branch of the dragon clan, the Ancient Eclipse Dragon. Regardless, this is the blood of a mythical beast!” declared Fane, his voice seemingly quivering when he spoke.