To Kill The Dragon Novels & Stories

The air around us thrummed with danger, my father’s fury a mantle of shadow threatening to crush us. "If you won't stop this madness," I said, voice shaking with the magnitude of my betrayal, "then you leave me no choice. I will kill you myself." Resolve solidified into action. My dragon surged forward, colliding with his in a formidable clash of scale and sinew. The impact was deafening, power reverberating between us, and I watched as my father’s dragon began its tumultuous descent, wings flailing as the earth rushed up to meet it.

Scotty chucked from the midst of the wolves, and I fought the urge to use him as an example just to whoop his ass in front of everyone. "Let's pair off. We need to trust one another. One lycan with one wolf." When no one moved my wolf began to grow increasingly impatient. "Now." The wolves went into action, while the lycans took their time pairing up with them. Axel stepped in front of me. "They're a little reluctant to listen to anyone else." "I get it," I said, watching them pair up slowly. Some talked crap to the others while the tension began to grow. "There is only one way to kill a dragon, and that's by piercing them in the heart. The easiest way is to use their wing—,"

I said looking my mate in the eye making her frown in confusion “his mother had been killed and a red dragon had taken his family’s place in the sky. I didn’t know who the dragon was a few months ago but I had my suspicion. However, when if Verone was out of wherever he was hiding, it means that the dragon was his” “Who’s the dragon?” Kiara asked frowning. Her heart raced as if she’d been running for miles even though she was sitting down beside me, Aiden who was sitting in his place beside Kiara’s seat stood up. Anger could be seen and read through the little dragon’s eyes. But he didn’t say a word as Kiara motioned for him to stay quiet.

“I have a question for you.” “Okay.” “Could you kill my king and prince?” he asks. “Yes,” I say without hesitation. If either of them was worthy of a dragon, they wouldn’t have needed their entire troupe to capture me. “You seem very confident,” he says, still watching me. “I am.” “Why?” “I’m a dragon. They may be royalty, but they aren’t as powerful as I am.” “What would you say if I told you that Ember killed Merellien’s king and prince for her rider?”

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

Instantly, their energies surged. "Punk, you can't kill us!" "You're the one who's going to die!" The two roared, their voices booming like thunder. Desperation fueled their attack as they combined their full strength into a devastating final strike. A 900-yard poisonous dragon with fangs bared and claws extended shot down like a bolt of lightning. Gideon stopped in his tracks. He grabbed the large blade lying on the ground and raised it high. The next second, the ground trembled. Countless streams of blood began flowing toward the blade, merging together at an increasing speed.

he asks. “You don’t. But, if you don’t tell me what I need to know, you’ll definitely die. I’ll let Banari fuck your ass and rip you in half when he shifts. He seems to get off on that and since his little harem was taken, he hasn’t been able to truly enjoy himself,” I say, smacking the scientist’s face. “What do you want?” he asks, looking over at Banari. “We want to kill the dragons. That little dart isn’t going to work, so we need something that will.”

he answers firmly, and I feel my body slack as the feeling of defeat swarms me. “Why would dragons be extinct?” I ask, suddenly confused. “My father declared all dragons to be killed, but more specifically, all Fire dragons to be killed,” he says, and I swallow nervously. “And why did he want Fire Dragons dead?” I ask, almost scared to hear the answer. “A Fire dragon killed my mother and my younger sister years ago, or more specifically, a Fury dragon killed them.” I feel a clump form in my throat and the cold from the metal is suddenly spreading deep in my chest.

Upon the day temptation is too strong, a terrible act of cruelty shall bring forth an end to the magic vessel and the return of dragons. So this was the terrible cruelty that was meant to end the life of the magic artifact that locked The Heart of Magic. Sacrifice must be made. Draco had to let Astrid go. Astrid's body must be destroyed as a form of sacrifice for the resurrection of the dragons. Before him, Draco must defeat the skeleton dragon to seize The Heart of Magic and awaken the dragons from hibernation.

They were fast, fierce and unrelenting. I had a feeling they wanted to keep us away from Orna and Vera for whatever's reason they had. "Don't worry, she can take care of herself," Shade said as he took a swing at a massive green dragon. She was quick, and she was ruthless, but Shade was hungry for blood. "I am going to kill this bitch and bury her in her own blood," he hissed with anger as he wrapped his tail around the massive Black and yellow dragon's leg and tugged. The dragon roared as she twisted away from his hold.