Vampire Dragon Dragon City Novels & Stories

It would have been a different story if the latter was a lycan. The monsters could hear his commands to Liv, and she provided the instructions to the other children. Immediately there was a frenzy as four monsters dove for the ten-year-old. She cried out and bent low over her dragon. The beast spun around in a tight circle, going right through the vampires. Sharp claws scraped the shimmering green scales, leaving a trail of blood in the air. The dragon didn't hesitate, but spun back, his wedged head extended as he bathed the monsters in a steady stream of fire.

"No! I just don't want you to be in danger like before. I don't want to see you hurt again!" “Then take me with you! I was more hurt when you left me!” I shouted selfishly. While crying Frey nodded her head slowly. I grabbed Frey's hand quickly."Really? Are you sure?"I asked in disbelief. "Yes, I will go with you Leo," replied Frey. We plan to leave this city at dawn. According to Frey, the Flower Skulls would likely hunt vampires at night. Of course, because the vampires are freer to move at night.

Queen Areli said out, her eyes on her mate, just waiting for this to be over so she could lock him in their room and turn his world upside down one more time. “We should make an alliance with the vampires, reach out to them. We should also reach out to the dragons but we still won’t have a strong alliance with the dragons. Apparently, the vampire king has dragon blood and is related to the dragon royals. We can never compete with blood, the dragon princess was just there when the Vampire crown prince was born and the vampires also have their own dragons now which their queen gave birth to.” Conri said out. He was frustrated because he still had no heir, not that he needed one since he was im

it rumbled. The copper-colored slanted pupil eyes that matched her scales stared at Isabelle for a long time and made it feel like ants danced along her skin. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.” With a snapping of teeth that made Isabelle jump, the first dragon turned and scraped its body out of the opening and stomped away. “I’m D'Kohralx Vorian Churgo Desmonda.”

One thing he loves is driving his car. It's a luxury sedan built for the city traffic. His company is situated in the center of the city in one of the tallest towers in the world with a helipad on the terrace. It's constructed by the Hamilton group, facilitating the dragons to shift and fly off at any given time. There are balconies on every floor, making the shifting easy. Mostly Dragons work in his company, along with a few wolves and vampires. Humans will not dare to step inside it, with the fear of being killed.

I’m sure there will be bounties out for us, and I know how low these people will stoop for money. “Is that—is that a dragon’s footprint?” The man’s voice raises a pitch too high. And my stomach drops a foot too low. “No, it’s a centimare’s.” The woman sighs. “Yes, moron, it’s a dragon’s.” Slowly, I reach toward Vito. We need to do something. Who knows what these people will do if they find us. “But they never come down from their hell. It can’t be.” I freeze. We bring them water and give them protection, and our city is hell?

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Martina laughed at stunned Alexander. " You b*tch! How can you insult my daughter like that?" Alexander rose high, flapping his vampiric wings. He came with his sharp blade at Martina, which her dragon dodged, and breathed the fire flames at Alexander in opposition. On the other side, the elite elven knights were busy burning the vampires with their dragon's fire breathing. The hybrids too perished under the hellfire of Drystan's dragon. The vampires opened their wings and the battle began above the ground level.

I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin. With a sharp, sweeping motion of my arm, I unleashed a massive wave of raw fire straight toward the grand entrance. ​The roaring inferno slammed into the reinforced ironwood doors with the force of a collapsing mountain. ​There was a deafening roar as the flames devoured the thick wood instantly, superheating the metal plating until it melted into glowing liquid slag.

My eyes were wide. Wait, was the dragon burning down a village? I held on the frame of the window, as if that would make me see better. I could not see but I knew that was vampire territory and the dragon would not just burn trees. He was burning vampires and everything they had. The air fell quiet, my heart as if to be heard by the werewolves back home. The dread fell, more and more flames burning out of the dragon with no mercy as it just kept going, not phased by anything. I could see the rage, roaring with such anger.