The Mighty B The Dragonflies Novels & Stories

“Have I not caught you yet, daughter of Beelzebub?” Cent answered his arrogant comeback with a snort. “Let us see about that then.” On cue, a surge of black and red slaughter butterflies flew from the swamp waters the moment the hundreds of deadly feathers raced to Maleficent. The butterflies intercepted the first half of the feathers—devouring them in one go. The second half of the flock of feathers was able to avoid the onslaught of slaughter butterflies when they were able to swerve from the ascending attack of the butterflies.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

Draco's eyes were fixed on the Dragon King spirit figure flying over the lake with grace and charisma. The aura of the dragon's magic power felt immense and majestic. A golden silver flash of lightning glistened within the transparent blue-sky dragon spirit body. The dragon's wings looked so majestic and beautiful. The blue-sky skin with gold-silver tendrils colors on Zergenth's wings looked so beautiful. He looked like the king of the sky who controlled the sunshine and the flash of lightning within his body. The figure of Zergenth looked so majestic and enchanting.

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

I instructed Kyra. "One." I took a deep breath in. "Two." I let it out. "Three," I shouted. Kyra didn't hesitate the sound of fabric ripping and bones breaking filled the air as I was sent into the passenger seat of my mind as Lyra took over. The ground vibrated as Mildred shifted. Rio was as golden as her eyes. I hadn't seen Mildred's dragon before, but I knew she would be beautiful; she was from a long line of lords and ladies, and her dragon resembled that line of importance with her unmarred scales and perfectly placed spikes and nails. She flexed her large wings, showing them off, before resting them against her back.

Valmore nodded, accepting what Mallik just said. "We only know about fairy drifters, we don't know about the dragons. Dragons are a race born in fairy, so it must be true. Only drifters have the ability to see us, so it must be true. It must be that Dragon drifter who tripped the drifter sensor" Valmore agreed. Mallik thought the same thing. "It's not the only thing I came across this time. I heard gossip that this dragon drifter's mate looks like the late princess Catherina and she must be Catherina's missing daughter" Mallik shared about the gossip that the entire summer realm is whispering about.

She lifts her hand and Aine pushes her huge head into it. "Where are they, baby girl?" Astrid asks and Aine flips her huge wings. "You know?" Astrid feels insane, but... looking in her dragon's eyes she realizes that her dragon wants to fly somewhere. She hesitates for a moment, but... what is her dragon really knows where Loras and Dracos are? Astrid shakes her head. She can deal with Tamara's rage at her recklessness tomorrow. Aine understands it's go-time and roars in the air excitedly.

Lily asks. He looks at Madelyn thoughtfully. "Much the same as everyone else I’d assume. I’d be surprised if they don’t feel her magic and recognize her for what she is. The dragons go back for millennia, as do the giants. My guess is, they’ll recognize her faster than even Aolis and I did.” “How big are they?” Madelyn asks. “Big!” Buppig says. “But they won’t hurt you. They’re happy now that our Queen has brought them back and they have their mates again. Now they have little giants running around. Be careful of them. They could accidentally stomp on you and never even know it.”

Her voice was particularly shrill to my ears. "They're dead! All dead! That is wonderful! I am happy when you are miserable!" My eyes turned red. I swung the knife down hard to stab her. That was when Liam rushed in. A flash of black light flew out from his sleeve. A little Black Dragon lunged at Lucia and bit her throat hard. Lucia held her hand to her throat as fresh blood spurted freely. She fell to the ground. The little Black Dragon turned back to quietly slide up my wrist. He looked up at me. "I'm here to see you, Mom."

“Attack” a man yelled as a dragon flew above him breathing fire. Mbaru was just at the center with a sword holding it in his hand, he used his earth ability to make a rock lift him from the ground into the air and then he was able to climb the back of a dragon, he used his sword to pierce its neck until he slides all the way down to the side with it and the Dragon fell to the ground dead. Blue was just in front of a tent counting the number of dragons who were attacking them, they were about ten but little did she know that one was behind her about to burn her to death.