To Kill A Dragon Novels & Stories

“Tell me witch, what happens if Tanya ever gets to call anyone from Cryzon?” She twitched her lips and looked around before bending to whisper in my ears. “She's going to make an exchange, her blood for a dragon to destroy this whole city.” I frowned at her statement. “There's no dragon aside from Draven, how is that possible?” Her eyes widened in delight at my naiveness and she shook her head. “There is but not a real dragon, he only works when his dark powers are invoked, his dragon died after a terrible war but he revives it temporarily to make destruction.”

If the dragon got killed successfully, we will be able to live well. Anyway, almost half of the knights cried because they are probably well aware that at that place, they can die in just one wrong move. After all, it's a dragon whom we're talking about so it's really more than dangerous. Yes, even though we have thought of a not ao risky strategy. So no one will be able to preduct the outcome of this operation or how many casualties will it produce. So crying is indeed reasonable. That happened for hours

Even a single drop of that poison could kill any dragon and there is no cure for that. 'No one knows that I am coming and going into the palace at night time. So they must be searching for Brandon' Blaze guessed. "There he is. Kill him" one of them cried thinking that it's Blaze that they were hired to kill. Blaze let his fire take over his entire body and began to burn all the red dragons one at a time. Brandon too came out of his hiding place and began to snap the necks of as many red Dragons as he could. When there is only one dragon left, both the brothers surrounded him and Blaze is trapped him with his fire.

My breath caught, hope sparking through my despair—only for it to be smothered by dread. “A dragon?” My voice trembled. “Dragons are myths. Stories told to children. Where would I even find one?” The vampire’s expression didn’t change. “The last of its kind hides in the realms beyond, where even the shadows fear to tread. It will not be found easily… and it will not fall without a fight.” My mouth went dry. “You expect me to kill a dragon?” “It is the only way,” he said solemnly. “But you must hurry. The spell binding the gate will get stronger with the setting sun.”

The dragon then flew lower and lower. "No! Come back!" exclaimed Claire when she realized that the dragon was about to return to the water. Claire flew quickly following the sea dragon, before she returned to the water. With all her strength Claire punched the dragon's jaw until it was bounced back into the air. Claire couldn't kill this dragon, she had to make it release fire. However, the dragon only shouted into the air. But at least, Claire managed to get him back to flapping his wings and hovering over the water.

Zuzack could only stare in horror as his men collapsed one by one leaving him alone to face the Fae Crown Prince. Kilian stepped forward, getting right into Zuzack's personal space, ‘Listen very carefully Dragon, I will not repeat myself. If you ever touch my mate again, I will kill you and raze your Kingdom to the ground. You will be forever known as the King who made the Dragon Species extinct. Is that what you want?’ The Dragon backed away, his eyes wide with fear, ‘N, n, n no.’ He managed to stammer out as Killian took another step forward,

“Look if that were the case, I would go find the dragons and say, this isn’t the sorceress you’re looking for.” Bryan smiles, “You are fighting against an evil emperor.” I pause for a moment and think, “Is the Dragon King evil? You never talk about him, no one does. I heard he got rid of the hunters and most of the vampires. Doesn’t that make him good?” Bryan shrugs, “He killed a lot of my friends. Have you forgotten that they killed your family?”

And in the final battle, beneath the shattered moons and the dying sun, Zenobia made her choice. She knew she could not kill him. But she could contain him, so summoning the last of the White Dragon’s strength, she called forth the ancient rite of sealing—a forbidden art passed down from the first dragons themselves. Kal laughed at her, even as the chains of light wrapped around his limbs.

"I'm sorry for your loss. It sounds like you really miss him." "Dreadfully. My Raiden. My soul. My mate." I had heard Thane say that once before. "Mate?" She blew out a heavy breath. "Life partner. Chosen by our dragon counterpart. Dragons are sterile before they choose their mate." "How is mating different than sex?" The words fell out of my stupid mouth before I could stop them. "Nevermind." My face was red hot, and nothing slipped by Katarina's intense gaze. She arched an elegant brow. "What are your motives with my son, Evelyn?"

It opened its blood maw wide and slithered closer to Clara with obvious malice. Erik's expression hardened as he transformed into a frost dragon, throwing himself into a desperate battle with the beast. I took the chance to grab Clara by the collar. I hauled her out of the Dragon Abyss as fast as I could. By the time I rushed back in, Erik's frost magic had been completely drained. His body was covered in wounds, golden blood pouring from them. With a roar, the evil dragon spat a massive fireball that swallowed Erik whole. He instantly lost consciousness, unable to fight back.