True Dragon Slime Novels & Stories

[HYDRO SLIME] Rank: Common HP: 80 DEF:10 ATK:15 A type of monster that can digest whatever they eat using a strong acid. They don't usually have any distinct shape and appear as large masses of gelatinous fluid. Slime vary between mediums, with some being intelligent and capable of assuming basic shapes with others being nothing more than brainless piles of goo that dissolves whatever matter becomes enveloped by their bodies. Skills: Water mimicry, 2 Combo attacks. "Skills" Water mimicry- Acts like still water to lure in prey.

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

“I saw your eyes glow and… smoke. You were breathing smoke.” He shuffled his feet as he looked over at me with an intense expression, "Well… my name is Kieran. Kieran Dzianis, known to the world as the heir to the Dzianis fortune. But really…" he paused, allowing his eyes to glow as he watched me. I sat up on the couch reacting to him revealing who he was. "I am actually a dragon." "What?" I scoffed in disbelief thinking this was all just one big joke to get me to bring my walls down brick by brick. How could this be? "You look very human to me."

Nya said. “Fair enough. Now, if you’ll excuse me….” Slate took a few steps backward into the fog, and before her very eyes, the human form before her shifted and grew. Nya blinked several times, not trusting her eyes. But it was true. Slate truly was the dragon. And now, in his large, threatening form, he turned around and stooped down for her to climb aboard.

Jenny Pov I think I'm going to lose eventually to Dragon, and he makes me out of my mind, and instead of putting him under my control, he turned it around to be me. Dragon is able to make the strongest women want him, bow in front of him. His tongue was fussing me while his thumb was satisfying my bulging girl. I couldn't stop my hand from playing with my nipple, he slapped my thigh on the inside and he's still looking at me. I raised my hand back and felt the ecstasy running into my body.

What a lethal weapon a vampire dragon would make for Antoh to have on his side. “He’s trying to turn them, not kill them,” she shouted. “He’s such slime,” Lizzy hissed. “Find the others,” Tristan said. “It’s time I bring out the secret weapon and stop this now.” The battle was so frenzied, Chloe and Lizzy were able to slip past them unnoticed. She stopped long enough to see Tristan transform into dragon state and reign fire on whatever vampire had the misfortune of getting into his path before racing toward the fertility lab. She was grateful the soldiers couldn’t shift into dragon state as she watched them turn into vampires before her very eyes.

she yelled excitedly and bounded towards Shae. “Chusikins!” Shae said as she sat up and the little dragon rubbed her face against Shae’s. “Mine forever,” Chusi said and merged with Shae. Shae’s eyes flashed yellow and silver, alternating as Chusi settled down within her. “Let’s get them inside,” I said as Wynter picked Shae up. “I felt something,” Wynter said as he looked at me, his eyes also flashing yellow. “You felt this?” I asked him.

The water was black and still as glass. Drip. Drip. Drip. Water fell from stalactites into the lake. Then the water rippled. A shape rose from the depths. It was massive. Its body was as thick as a subway train. Scales the color of wet slate shimmered in the darkness. A head the size of a small car broke the surface. It did not look like a snake. It looked like a dragon without wings. A crest of spines ran down its back. Its jaw unhinged to reveal rows of serrated teeth dripping with green slime.

"I was too late by the time I reached her." The courtyard sounds had faded to something peripheral. Background noise behind a silence that had its own weight. "He did not speak for three days afterward," Drex said. "I do not mean he chose not to speak. I mean he was not capable of it. The bond breaking — when a fated mate bond breaks through death — it does something to a dragon that has no equivalent in anything human. It is not grief the way grief is usually understood. It is more like—" He paused, searching for something. "Like being redesigned. The self you were built around the bond and then the bond is gone and everything that was built around it has to find a new shape. Except some th

I asked, jumping out to check on her. “Yes, I am,” she said, to my complete surprise. “The water doesn’t burn us.” “But you are not a Valenor... I’m confused.” “The Valenor clan are not the only descendants of dragon-borns. My family, the Sithros, also have the same features. That’s why I married your father. That’s why you can’t be with Cassian, as perfect as he is.” “Why didn’t you tell me all of this earlier?” I asked with a frown.