Undead Dragonborn Novels & Stories

With that, the pair's night comes to an end. The next day the sun leered upon the kingdom of the Jakalorn and the surrounding villages that inhabit the king's realm. The sun is extra hot today, the temperature is usually thick with its heat. The first day of summer is always like this. The hottest and brightest star in the sky makes its presence known among the people that dwell on the surface of the planet along with those that are in Sky World. Among a trail that leads into the forest of the Wild Lands is a caravan made from the same material as the castle, dark obsidian. There is a front cart that leads the train-like vehicle. This car consists of a few soldiers of Malakai's army. Four t

That meant that even after recovering, those infected with Evergrow and turned into undead beasts still carried significant risks. The thought made Chad shiver as he foresaw an impending apocalypse. Imperious said, "An undead beast with horns is like a demonic ancestor. That's extremely rare!" Bang! In his Immortal Unity state, Chad threw a powerful punch at the undead beast's head, smashing it into the ground. "If it's so rare, it's too much of a waste just to restore him," Imperious said. Chad glared at the weasel. "Such an undead beast is a menace. What's the point of keeping it?"

My dragon spirit rebelled against the submission he demanded. But as she roared, my wolf, Seris, sang. She welcomed the blood of her new mate. The bond Thorne felt, the one that was “different” and, it wasn’t his bond to the dragon. It was his bond to the wolf. The Moon Goddess had given him two beasts in one mate, and he had no idea. The power that surged from me was not fire. It was rawl energy. The energy of a wolf accepting her mate, mixed with the fury of a dragon refusing a master.

(Throltys) Throltys is a proud Dragonnewt, with 250 cm tall, muscular, and scale bound. He is bound to invoke attention from others, he is like a lizardman, but he is not, he is a Dragonnewt a race who is a direct descendant of a dragon. And they are not only smart but also abnormally strong, both magic and physique. Most importantly, the Earth Dragonnewt is undoubtedly loyal to me as their entire race was given to me by the Carefree dragon that lives behind my house back in New City. So in terms of performance and loyalty, Throltys is someone that I don’t even have to worry about at all.

“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.” “Hmm..that sounds bad. Who the fuck is he?” She sighed, pursed her lips and not them as if she spilled too much. “He's Draven's third brother.” “What the fuck?” “Yeah, and they have been at loggerheads since forever. Their history is known by the dragon descendants but hidden from the rest of the world except people with special abilities like me.” I tried to process everything she said and I know that something drastic would happen if Tanya succeeds in getting this dark forbidden dungeon out to destroy things all because of

“What? When, brother?” Ghaeron forced himself to share the tale of his great shame, one that he had shared with no one since the early days of life on Edon. “Shortly after Mother and Father had brought forth the first life here on Edon, I became fascinated with the complex weaving of mystical forces that had been utilized to do so. Such variety of living creatures had come into being! Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Minotaurs, and a host of lesser known beings, all benign and given great potential for growth. Growth is one of the constants of the universe, as you know. It is ingrained into the essence of Dragons.”

Drake said, pointing out the obvious. Shawn nodded his head. The black dragons are the oldest race of Dragons to be born. No one knows where they are right now, but Shawn understood that Drake knows them. "Sure, I will start the search immediately" Shawn agreed. Drake nodded with satisfaction. "Good, now that this is taken care of, I should go back. Like you just pointed out, I have some wedding preparations to go take care of" Drake winked, making Shawn laugh. "Sure man. I will inform you if we find him" Shawn promised.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.

“Promise me that you will not do it again, Merlin.” “I-I promise, mum.” His power was a curse that almost made his sweet mother into an insane person—he engraved this thought into his young mind. And so he never ventured the world of necromancy—not when his mother died or when his lover’s corpse laid before him. Not until he met a dying creature, a dragon—the last of his kind. For the first time, he wanted it to live and so used his power that was dormant for hundreds of years, but failed. Apparently, dragons were creatures that were beyond the realms of the ambivalent beings since they dwelled in the darkness of the Nether World, also known as the Malevolent World.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.