The Rage Of Dragons Novels & Stories

They were arrogant and cocky towards her kind. "Reading too many fairy tales?" Drogo snorts. "We are dwindling in number. We have merged together. We aren't exactly picky about which jobs to take. Besides, Paiste isn't known for his peacekeeping ways." Selene eyes Drogo. "Who?" "Do you not know your history?" Drogo questions. "Paiste, the dragon that brought destruction to Celtic villages for vengeance? He is a fire dragon and has quite a temper. He rules our small hive and has quite a vendetta against wolves and vampires. Your witch handed him the perfect revenge on a silver platter-no puns intended." Drogo smiles at his joke.

His huge hulk of a scale silver body slowly moved up and down with each furious breath ready for anything to happen. Eragon glaring his yellow-red eyes stared down and its wide cavernous nostrils flared. The dragon was intimidating for even the bravest warrior to face. Without warning. A colossal explosion of flames erupting from Agro's mouth shooting wildly in all directions. The vast inferno hid the monstrous dragon that now resembled a ferocious erupting volcano. Argon lurches forward. The ground trembled. Colossal blue flames erupting from Argons mouth shooting wildly at Eragon. The two flames collide into a gigantic explosion.

“I am a Seer, and the blood of your people is on my hands.” His eyes crossed for a moment in his anger, and he turned his head as a surge of dragonfire shot from his mouth. It was an uncontrollable impulse due to his rage but quickly burned out before it could touch any of the fabric on the bed and start an inferno. He was aware of the importance of maintaining control, and he rarely lost it these days as an adult dragon, but rage had been a curse that had plagued him since he was a dragonling. “I should kill you at this moment.”

Not easily derailed rouge jumped up that when he let his reserves about his abilities go, well to at least save him from the pending paperwork. Using his fire element favorite origin, rage. With its fur lit in orange ambers, the persistent flame continued to dig until it howled in pain and the scent of burnt hair followed the dog. He released flame to destroy the bustard and for some reason the dragon joined voluntarily burning it, to a crisp. The dog might have ruined a moment or worse severed the growing attraction which could be a twisted form of beastiality, right? It is a shifter there must be a human in there, at least he hopes. ‘’I have to go.’’

He shivered with fear but he said to himself, "I'm a legend I must kill the dragon if I don't who will do it!" He lifted his Lance, spurred his horse into the cave and pulled it to a dead tree. There before him, loomed the dragon. The dragon was ten times taller than him, it's scales were platinum and thought of as tabletops. Magenta flame, tinged with white, licked from its mouth and nostrils. It glared at Robert Mallow with green glowing eyes. "I'm ready," snarled the dragon. Robert Mallow gave another yell and spurred his horse straight at the dragon's, then he rode and went straight on the dragon's belly and struck his lance.

Powerful, undefeated and immortal. "We shall send the firstborn to spy out the human world, to find out what they can use against us and steal the heart of magic from whoever the keeper is. This time, we will secure our victory." Rowal, the sovereign and alpha of the red dragons, bellows his stand on the plan. He is ruthless, cunning and ambitious, silently wanting the throne of power to be his. The gold dragons are just lucky to be favored by their god, their creator, but he believes he is more fit to lead the remaining clans of flying beast.

"No. It does not. I've had better." He chuckled. "You lie." I swallowed and clenched my fists hard as i mirrored his coy smile. "Do i though?I must say,i am quite disappointed. Even human males do better. Your touch makes me sick."His eyes darkened and i knew i should not have. Zephyros might have ignored the jab but Dragons were creatures of humongous pride. They would never ignore insults. In a split second he was in front of me,grabbing me by my hands and slamming me into the nearest tree. It knocked the air out of me and i gasped for breath.

With a parting wave, he turned to return to his seat when he suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to shift. He was barely able to think when his bones began breaking and his eyes glowed red. An immense heat consumed him and he tore his royal garments like a mad man. A loud chilling roar followed, his most monstrous aura enveloping the area, causing the crowd to shake in fear. The celebration stopped in an instant as everyone wondered what was going on. Drake couldn't think straight, he felt out of control of his dragon side which was raging with purely animalistic instincts. He began fully panicking when his claws reached for the guard closest to him and he sliced his throat in half.

shouted Leonard with eyes brimming with hatred. "I was not involved in that incident!" Draco exclaimed. “But the dragons are involved! They cut off my mother's head and ripped out her heart! I saw it myself. So I vowed to do the same to the dragons. To you, Dragon Prince! You are the Dragon Prince with a golden heart, the most special dragon among all dragons. You are the most appropriate target to pay for all the dragon's sins in the past! And, humans, elves, dwarves? They are just demon-beast food!” said Leonard while laughing like a madman.