To Kill A Dragon Novels & Stories

Time slay some dragons. .

She was too bored to wait, and she really wants to kill those evils. “I can’t wait any longer, your highness. I want to kill them now! It’s obvious that you can’t kill such beautiful women with you own hands. Then let me do the honor,” Drakaina is teasing him, trying to give up the job for her. Evil as always. “I can’t and you know that!”

Those with any misplaced scales, or half horns hidden under their hair, or a small set of wings on their backs are killed upon discovery. After spending about an hour resting with my queen, making love to her slowly as I tell her my plans for the evening, I leave her reluctantly and go back to my ready room, where my guards are waiting to report that the tasks I had given them were complete. Walking out into the courtyard, I see about 100 men, women, and children, dragons all, awaiting more news about the giant dragon. Smiling down at them from my balcony, I raise my hand, and with a simple twist of my fingers, feel the release of 100 souls as the air is removed from their lungs.

“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.

Did this dragon really said something about killing? “P…” I fell flat on the ground, presuming a dogeza as I trembled in fear. “P-Please don’t kill me! I am not delicious!” I wallowed. The black dragon gazed at me long, before it uttered another word, “Nevermind. I wasn’t in a mood to kill anyone anyway. Stand up, what are you doing?” I immediately adhered to his orders and obediently retracted to my sitting position. “Hm.” The dragon snorted smugly.

The blow sent Alpha Michael sprawling, momentarily incapacitated. But before Drako could inflict further harm, a sudden intervention occurred. Teresa, his own daughter, appeared with a determined expression. In a swift and surprising move, she lunged at Drako, her wolf form overpowering him. The father-daughter clash unfolded in a whirlwind of fur and fangs. Teresa, driven by an unspoken conflict of loyalty and a desire to protect, fought against her father. In a surprising turn of events, Teresa managed to deliver the decisive blow, biting firmly and deep into his neck, it snapped and echoed through the woods, Drako was Dead, killed by his own daughter.

but he was fine with that? Kyle's fingers gave his hair one last touch before taking his hands in his. **Come on.** ~~*~~ “So, what you're saying is,” Dorry concluded as they walked the almost empty street. “Kyle's a dragon, and that witch from earlier is also another dragon who likes to make Kyle's life miserable and steal from him. So now they're having a duel to clear things up so the winner gets their peace.” “Exactly.” Kira slipped in and the two stopped in their tracks to stare right at him like he was spitting utter garbage.

My nails grew, becoming claws as my fangs surged. “I will kill him now!” Knight affirmed, ready to take control and leave only a trail of blood behind, more than ready to save our future Luna. “We can’t! We need answers before, what if they put her under a spell?” I asked, knowing that dragon magic was ancient and treacherous, just like these vile creatures. “Get out of this house now! Otherwise, I will kill you, dog!” the dragon hissed, his eyes glowing in a deep shade of gold. He made a small flame rise on his both palms and motioned to throw them at me.

‘A crispy snack, that is,’ my wolf snickers. There are a few things that can kill a vampire. Dragon fire is one of those things. ‘Too bad Trent doesn’t blow fire but thunders.’ I don’t have a lot of experience with dragons, but Trent, Voros’ dragon, can easily tear apart a vampire in two. His power is that of the electric storm, making him one of the rarest dragons out there. Fire dragons are the most common ones, followed by ice and earth. Voros has never used his power since coming here, but he has been building up a storm for a few weeks now. The grey clouds covering the sky day and night are mostly Voros doing, and when we are gone, a much needed rain will flood this valley. With a bit o

If I kill that fucking prince of the dragon’s now, it could possibly kill Willow. “FUCK!”