To Kill The Dragon Novels & Stories

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

I had no chance. Panic surged through me. “Please, I’ll do anything! Just don’t take me!” The soldier gripping my arm laughed. “Anything?” I nodded frantically. “Yes! Whatever you want!” The smirk on his face turned cruel. “Then tell us… what can kill the dragon?” My stomach dropped. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. What? They wanted to know how to kill Drake? I shook my head violently. “I don’t know!” The soldier’s grip tightened, his fingers digging into my arm. “Lies.”

The Elders dragon’s separated from them and Baz took a threatening step forward. “Rev, take your Sire from me and let me deal with these imbeciles,” Baz said. Rev stepped forward and Baz slid me over his shoulder. I was still semi-conscious at this point but I was too weak to even speak. I could feel Baz’s intentions and he lunged forward at the first violet dragon so quickly that he didn’t have a chance to react and Baz tore his throat open. “No!” Elder Gareth yelled as his dragon slumped to the floor and died. His power was drained from him as the dragon shimmered and then disappeared back to the dragon realm to await reincarnation.

he asked me as the recognition of our name flooded him. “Defend yourself Sire, I will not have rumours spread that I had an advantage over your shock when I kill you,” I said to him. Abeloth was itching for a fight since we had just killed two vampires and he was ready to get into it. Andrew’s dragon separated from him and I looked at the violet dragon with pity in my eyes. They would not survive the day. The Elders had moved to a safer spot and I watched as his dragon started circling me. Abeloth was still laughing his head off and I had to nudge him twice before he separated from me.

Kramer said as he turned to walk forward. "You mentioned something about killing a dragon," Zander halted him with his words. "The dragons have been terrorizing our communities for a decade, and we are just tired of it. So, we decided to kill them all," Kramer spoke with hatred in his voice. Zander rubbed his chin as an idea formed in his head. "How about you show us where the dragons live, and we kill them for you, "Zander tried to bargain. "And what's in for you?" Kramer countered. "Why do you want to go to their cave?"

Gravely so When I reach Corven,I clench my fists and open my mouth to let the dragon fire at them. I realise too late that the dusty substance that one of them throws in the air and I breathe in,is my doom. It clogs my throat,making me gasp for air and consequently,draw in more of the substance. I fall to my knees,choking and clutching my throat,helplessly. My dragon,sensing danger,folds itself and puts up its protective barrier. But the substance burns through,dissolving it and makes my dragon cower,fading from within me. I don’t feel it,I don’t sense it,I don’t see it,I don’t hear it. Gone.

She gulped and stared at my face. It was clear that she was amazed by my beauty. "Now, tell me the reason why you killed my dragon friend, Lucia?" I uttered coldly. She cleared her throat and spoke, "I have to kill the dragon. It can't cross the Tibbertan Mountain because he will bring the curse. That dragon was cursed by a witch," she paused and then heave a sigh, "Once he stepped foot in Tibbertan Mountain, he will become a beast and the barrier of the whole Mountain will be broken."

I used to look down at it in the moonlight, a beautiful pure-white stallion, nibbling the lawn and making that little gargling sound again. We fought and killed a dragon - put it to the sword because it had been eating virgins, which are a kind of maiden. It was a very big dragon, bigger than a red London bus. Another time we found a witch who was casting evil spells that made women give birth to dead babies, and stopped the cows giving any milk. We had to burn her at the stake, like on Bonfire Night, because that's the only way you can kill a witch. If you put them to the sword they just come back to life again.

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.

"B-but... everyone says that... the dragon will kill the chosen bride, once they manage to give the dragon an offspring. A child. The successor of the dragons in this dragon's palace. They... also say that the dragon will burn alive their bride, their spouse, until not a single bit of them remains." Both my eyelids blinked in a very fast motion. I think, the fear, worry that I had been feeling, and had been trying to contain, was starting to come out and affect my emotions now. "So, you... as the dragon who has chosen me as the chosen bride, will also kill me later, right? After I give you a child, the successor of this dragon palace. The successor to the dragon. You're going to burn me aliv