The Dragon Wars Novels & Stories

With a resounding boom, Alpha, his friends, and the bodyguards all went pale; their earlier bravado evaporated in an instant. The Green Dragon Warriors of the Draconian Order? What in the world was happening? The Draconian Order was a force to be reckoned with in Westernia, rumored to be a branch of the formidable Green Dragon Warriors. Every member was a powerhouse, even the least among them was a warrior of military king stature. However, the true terror lay with the Green Dragon Warriors' four Guardians, each a general-level colossus, and the Draconian Order's master was none other than a God of War!

To defeat a Dragon Prince in single combat high above the earth was a feat of terrifying martial dominance. "Zhao retreated," Dominic growled low, his molten gold eyes sweeping over every pack leader in the ring. "But he was merely the scout. The High Council of Dragon Lords is now mobilizing all five of their war-fleets. They have thousands of dragon-wolf warriors, star-iron dreadnoughts, and celestial fire weapons. They intend to descend upon this continent, burn our lands, and drag my family to their sky-court in chains." Dominic stepped down from the raised platform, his heavy combat boots crunching against the stone.

The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power. He had seen better days in his childhood but their family misfortune had landed them in this hell-hole called Dharavi. At that age, he didn’t understand the dealings of the grown-ups, but he had heard his mum and dad speak about getting cheated by their business partner. He had no idea of their business, no inkling of what the matter was and he didn’t care. Thinking about it would neither bring food nor money to him, so it was a mere waste of time.

In the Magical world of dragons... The war was over, and the acrid smell of blood filled the air. Bodies of soldiers and the ashes of the dead were scattered across the battlefield. Queen Zenobia stood at the center, her gaze fixed on the tomb of the evil lord Kal, the architect of this catastrophe.

The people scrambled to their feet as the bird hovered around us. It was not a bird, but a dragon. Did the Dragon Lords bring the war to us? But I was too weak and dying to care. They watched as it descended. The frail-heartened ones took to their heels while the stronger ones stayed and watched. The three warriors flogging me stood still and watched the dragon. Other warriors had shifted into their wolves, ready to fight it, beast to beast. The dragon landed with a thud and raised a hell of dust. A body dashed through the dust and three heads rolled down in front of me. The head of the warriors whipped me. It made sickness build up in me.

"I mean, my mother never mentioned anything about dragons, just said that wolves had captured him." "Dragons were very much involved," the man said while watching her with sharp eyes that suggested he'd noticed her slip. "The war between our species was at its height twenty five years ago, and Karl saw an opportunity to play both sides, thought he could manipulate the dragons into helping him overthrow our dad and seize control of this pack." "That's insane," Nyx said. "Why would dragons help a wolf gain power?"

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?!"

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

"Like what?" Ever since Kade saved his dragon, his beast has formed a bound with the man. He imprinted accepting Kade as theirs, now he kind of obsesses over his mate and now both of them felt like shit for him not beliving in his mate. Now Kade just stood there looking in, clearly he was still bothered by him and that anger or disapointment is keeping him at a loss. "Dragon fire. it is believed apart from the welder, dragon fire will either denature the tough metal or command the chains resistance to break."

She waited for a moment, picturing her lover thinking. "Is there anyone around to hear this?" "I'll turn the phone down, but there's no one else nearby." "The geologist, the herpetologist, the areas that Lacroix is digging, and now this? I think . . . I think that was a petrified greater dragon egg." "What?" Banshee said, leaning in and being very intense. "Why would anyone do something like that? There has not been a greater dragon since --" "Since before the pyramids were ever built," the Representative added. "Only lesser dragons survived the Dragon Wars. Well, the lesser dragons and the spirit of Shadow Wing."