Vanishing Dragon Novels & Stories

Drawing close to Daran, the dragon whispered, “Decide, King Lycan. Where will you take the Red Moon Girl?” Daran clenched his teeth. “I’m done playing your games.” “Are you?” the dragon sneered. “Act quickly, Daran—before she belongs to someone else.” With a dark smile, the Mountain Dragon stepped back. “Time’s running out. If you falter, I’ll take matters into my own hands. See you... at the end.” And just like that, he vanished, leaving Daran and me enveloped in an oppressive, suffocating silence.

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

Valmore nodded, accepting what Mallik just said. "We only know about fairy drifters, we don't know about the dragons. Dragons are a race born in fairy, so it must be true. Only drifters have the ability to see us, so it must be true. It must be that Dragon drifter who tripped the drifter sensor" Valmore agreed. Mallik thought the same thing. "It's not the only thing I came across this time. I heard gossip that this dragon drifter's mate looks like the late princess Catherina and she must be Catherina's missing daughter" Mallik shared about the gossip that the entire summer realm is whispering about.

A ruthless voice came out of the gradually shrinking vortex. "You can boast again when you actually come down here." The man sounded detached, appearing contemptuous of the threat. He raised his hand again, and an explosion shook the air. A golden phantom dragon skyrocketed into the sky and charged into the vortex. Boom! The golden phantom dragon blew up. The rest could only hear the deafening explosion but not see it, for the vortex had completely vanished. The sky became sunny again but everyone could vividly hear a mournful scream just as the vortex disappeared.

“Most of it is beautiful, fruitful, and full of growth. Rogues have torn the Vamparia Kingdom apart, chased away the goods, and now it is left desolate, barely able to keep crops to survive.” Biting the inside of my cheek, Creed led me away from the conversation. Warrior dragons were already shifting, and the faes were pulling out their wings for the flight home. “Will you ride with me, my fawn?” Creed eyed me as I kept the blanket held around me. Shaking my head, I pulled it off, handing it to another fae warrior to put it away.

Professor Lorian was pacing at the front of the room, chalk in hand, excitement practically glowing off him. “Today,” he began, “we discuss the legacy of the lost dragons—those whose riders perished, leaving their bond unfulfilled.” My focus sharpened instantly. Lost dragons. Vermithor. I leaned forward as the professor continued, his voice smooth and deep. “Some of these dragons have never been seen again. They retreat to the mountains or the sea, mourning their riders for decades, sometimes centuries. Their return is rare… almost unheard of.” He drew a symbol on the board.

They asked in unison. Valerian look at them as a loner tears escape on his eyes as he look at them, "Z-Zelia's not breathing... she became p-paler and paler... w-what's happening to her?" The Dragon gasped as they look at Zelia's who didn't move an inch and what's more shocking is her spiritual energy disappeared. "What the hell... her spiritual energy, disappeared."One of the oldest dragon said making them look at his way. "What do you mean by that, Old Dragon?!"Liam asked as he was also sobbing while looking at his older sister who were lying on Valerian's lap... not breathing.

"Edie, do you think I was faking my strength?" Adrian smiled coldly as he took a step forward. Swoosh! A terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire valley. Countless mysterious waves of aura appeared, gradually condensing behind Adrian and forming a towering virtual image like a dragon. It was the manifestation of the Dragon Vein's condensation—a golden dragon. With an invincible aura, the dragon shattered all the blood clouds in the valley. The bloody haze instantly dissipated, leaving only a majestic aura between heaven and earth.

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"