Vampire Dragon Novels & Stories

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

happy as he bit into her, then ripped her throat out. The vampire looked to me with blood spilled over his mouth. His face was of defined bones and taut muscles. A true fucking beast! "Watch out, Sasha!" Draconian yelled as his blade decapatated a blur heading right for me. A headless woman appeared next to me and fell limp to the ground. This shit is too weird for me. "I'm going to die!" I cried to Draconian. "No you're not. Take this." He handed me a small metal stick.

I vowed as I released her and turned away before I could change my mind. Knowing the others would keep her safe, I vaulted up and over the rubble, making my way toward the gaping hole at the top of the structure. Landing on the edge of a wall that was still slightly upright, I looked around to search the sky for Arion’s Dragon. Using my enhanced Dragon vision, I located him flying away. Launching myself into the air, the power of my Dragon surged through me. Without an ounce of pain, my body contorted as it transformed into a massive violet Dragon. The shifting was effortless and quick, so before I landed on the ground, I was already fully in my Dragon form.

Please let someone else come and take her attention away from me. "The vampire eats the dragon. The vampire eats the dragon. Will he burn when she comes and be a pile of ash? The vampire eats the dragon. The vampire eats the dragon. Will he burn when she comes and be a pile of ash?"

So they devised a technique of attacking the Dragons in secret, since the Dragons were too powerful they began to take them out one after the other. Dragons were said to be mysterious creatures. They lived in mountains and barely interacted with others, they didn't live in groups like the Wolves did and only took in mates once in a lifetime. A Dragon couple would only be capable enough to have two children or maybe even one in their entire lifetime, so their population wasn't much. But they could transform into fire-breathing Dragons After all and so everyone else was afraid of them. When the Dragons came to learn of the Dark Wolves' attacks, they were enraged and declared war against them.

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.

Elena asked, using mind-reading magic to read Drake's mind. "No, there were other enemies who helped Xac. The vampire king Zoro was one of them," Drake revealed, and the room fell silent. Vampires had not been heard of for ages, but they had been involved in killing many dragons to get their blood, which provided greater strength than any other blood.

“Sorry, man. It’s just… sucking blood from another guy’s wrist isn’t exactly my idea of a fun time.” Jules grinned, revealing his sharp premolars and canines. “It is mine.” He used the knife on his left wrist and held it out to Ember who murmured thanks as she took it, her eyes meeting Samuel’s across the room as she began to drink. She had to be thinking about what it would mean to be vampire, Samuel thought. They would be the same, but also, she was possibly the last pure dragon and there was a sorrow and loss to ending their people. Not an end, he amended looking at Toby. Perhaps this was necessary. Perhaps it was the revival of their people. Two dragons could only create one offspring, a

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

Before Alex could answer, Freya said in a delicate voice, “This isn’t a Gimmick Puppet. This is a zombie refined using a living human. Look at its eyes. The pupils are golden, right? This is a golden-eyed Golden Zombie with infinite strength.” When Darven, who was hiding far away, heard the words, he smacked his head. “Oh right, Miss Mayer, your Exorcist Dragons specializes in fighting zombies. You should have a way, right?” Freya took out a black-and-red wooden stick with a pointy cone in the front and a sculpture of a dragon throne at the back. It had grains that looked like dragon scales all over its body.