Undead Dragonborn Novels & Stories

be it past or now this was the only thing that tormented her the whole life. "Er..no its not like that..i am sorry so don't cry..will..you..??? alright just call me mom..its good here here don't cry that's my girl from now on i am your mother and you are my daughter..Don't say you don't have one...now smile.."Sally(mother of Arthur) said,and hugged her.. "Mother..."saying so...Emily smiled..be it her past life As Daisy or now as Emily..such warm feeling was the first time for her to experience..

Edwin was like me. A dragon. But unlike me, his dragon had shifted at the right time. Six- the normal age for the first shift. His dragon Orion, was different from other dragons, he was one of the rare species. Unable to breathe fire as most do was one of his biggest weaknesses, however, as one of the rare species of Dragons, a Liche Dragon, he could raise up a whole army of the dead. something not even i could do. This special power of his was why he and I bonded.

“But, no worries. The medicines and potions had their effect and thankfully three cubs were born. I wanted to take them to the lab and study them, dissect them to study their veins and organs, of how it would help me create better werewolves…” He had not even finished speaking when a gust of wind threw him to the wall as he fell to the ground with a sickening thud. “That’s what you are Trecdor. You only know to use people and their feelings; you are a vile werewolf if I can even call you that.” Dominic and Valencia saw Mydra walk into the hall along with Calhoun. Their eyes flicked from Mydra to Calhoun and it was as if everything suddenly made sense.

At this time, even the Emperor-level disciples could not help but change their expressions. Illusory Undead, compared to these Bone Undead, although their levels were similar, they were even more difficult to deal with. This was because these guys could not be killed at all. Moreover, any undead with an illusory body would all carry a natural soul roar. Once it was released, it would cause serious injuries to the souls of living creatures.

But what I found waiting for me at the gate wasn't half as bad as I thought. Three men stood at the gate, covered from head to toe in a black material I had never seen before. There was a dull sheen to the armour, almost opalescent. A small dragon was embroidered onto the breast of the armour. Only indication that these men were trained killers and not just any men sent by their king. Word had started spreading amongst the Loyalists a few years ago that the Draco Venandi had risen once more. Father had said he would handle them when the time came. Preparations on behalf of Elliana and her safety had been made anyway. I was a princess, but the only humans who knew were the Loyalists and Hadeo

When your soul has reincarnated, it doesn't matter whether you are a strong level or not, what matters is the evolution. “Ha~” Yao Tie wiped his sweat using the [Undead Robe]. He has no inventory so he can't store the equipment he found in this dungeon. “I will fight the boss soon…” He pointed out that the boss here was the Undead Great Summoner. A boss-type ghoul that can summon dozens of ghouls in an instant. He guessed that this would be enough for [Soul Blood Throat].

It was a world he had been forced into by virtue of his blood, but if he had the chance to decide where he'd be, it would definitely not be it. "Of the many strange things in our world, there are two races that are well known: the Beastman Race and the Undead Race." Davies finally started to explain the intricacies of his world, and Kylie's ears widened hurriedly as a great thirst for knowledge consumed her. She had almost forgotten that they were in a bad situation right now. Fortunately, the familiar howls of the Great Wolf arrived just in time to remind her of her current predicament. "The Undead Race is a powerful group of people with almost infinite lifespans. They are strong, and have

“He sure is strong, but he cannot kill me with his current state. You were the dragon who gave up himself to maintain the magic of creatures right?” “How can an undead like you be concerned about such matters?” Denzell refuted. “Haha if you were to be living for such a long time, I sometimes get bored.” He laughs it off as if mocking the opponent. “You weak creature don’t get in the way of me taking my bride!” “Who says that my mate is yours? She is mine!” Denzell charges and meets with him, they both use their claws and forces to injured, just a slight distraction and one will be left dead.

“No. The dragonborn he saved was female. It held onto that latent gene as it passed on to his children. Though my grandfather was able to wield the magic, my father and uncle could not. As far as we know it was only the females in this bloodline that can touch the latent power.” “Something my dear brother couldn’t come to terms with unfortunately.” Came a gravely voice from the doorway. I jumped at the sudden sound. “I have also never had any children.” He continued as he entered the room. “If you were curious. But my brother had two girls and a boy. Lucy here and her sister Cora are the only two who can access the power that dwells inside of us.” He shuffled to Lucy’s side and placed a soft

"That gives us ten." "Shit," Sam cursed hatefully. "This isn't going to be a pretty ending then." "Why?" Kait asked her. "These are a unique set of zombies." Sam explained, like she had met a few. "And before you ask, yes I have." She uncoiled herself from me and pulled closer to Kait. Almost like she was scared. "They're Draug. Ancient zombies from Old Norse that have unparalleled strength and can grow on a whim." "You know this how?" Kait asked, furrowing her eyebrows.