Web Golden Dragon City Novels & Stories

It was an older model but by the condition was nothing short of the brand new models. “Where is Rosalie.” Asrar demanded as Ryan also looked towards her. “Get in and I’ll take you.” Mama Chika smiled gently as the boys all scrambled into the car. Rosalie panicked when she heard the roar of a dragon. Isabella grabbed her gently which comforted Rosalie. Avalon was there to hold her as well. Mary heard the commotion and slightly panicked. She held up her hand, palm facing the ladies on the couch as she walked to the patio. Rosco was there keep a close eye. To Mary’s wondering eyes was a large grey dragon in front of a even larger red dragon. The red dragon roared his warning which caused Mary t

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

Arthur explained again, telling Nadlyn to help the werewolves immediately, because they could get hurt if Nadlyn didn't intervene. When Nadlyn was near them, she stared intently at the Golden Dragon, while the two werewolves were surprised to see her there. They were taken by surprise, and the golden dragon wagged its tail, sending one of them flying. Nadlyn was even more enraged. Suddenly, she moved the Water Element in the sea and made the Golden Dragon jump there as well. Hey! Who are you? The Golden Dragon was furious that it couldn't release its flames. I am Nadlyn, the saint sent by the gods. Nadlyn, who could communicate, spoke to the Golden Dragon.

Now it was Luna's turn, and the guards dragged Luna to stand up, but Luna refused, making the whole hall quiet as they kept staring at Luna and Aaron, who spoke, "Okay, let's start with her pricing, 1 million gold coins to go." The hall fell silent at first, as some of the dragon men didn't have up to that amount, and they knew if they gave up all that gold, nothing would be left of them. After a silence break, a North wing chief spoke, "1 million deal." Another stood up and spoke, and I saw Luna finally raise her head to stare at the dragon chiefs wanting to purchase her coldly. I sat in silence, waiting for the last bidder, and as there was still much bidding, Aaron raised it to 5 million

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

Wings beat once, and the force of it sent ash spinning across the square. Everyone looked up. A dragon descended through the smoke. Large. Golden. Terrible. For one wild second, some broken, desperate part of my mind thought of my father. Gold meant him. Gold meant Aurelion. Gold meant Emberfall, bloodline, home, the warmth of a massive dragon carrying his mate and daughter across the sky. Then the dragon opened its mouth.

She rolled over onto her back, her dark eyes widening as she looked up through the dense treeline. The Gilded Fortress was gone. The massive, multi-million-dollar Bedford estate was a towering inferno of orange flames and black smoke, the dark stone structures collapsing into a massive crater of burning rubble. Everything Dominic had used to cage her, everything she had fought against for weeks, had been completely erased from the face of the earth in a single, calculated stroke of treachery. "Vivian..." A low, ruined groan drifted from the dark shadows beside a massive pine tree.

Chaos City encouraged killings, so much so that every person or beast killed within its vicinity would yield rewards. Most rewards were spirit crystals or materials, but the most valuable rewards were golden keys. The golden keys would unlock a random reward. There was a chance to get a golden key just by killing one person or beast, but there was also a chance of not seeing a single golden key after killing a hundred. However, the moment a person got one, they could head to the Stage of the Nine, using the golden key to open it. The stage would give out a valuable reward based on the number of golden keys. The more golden keys one had, the greater the value of rewards.

I looked at the screen. Unknown. Another photograph. This one wasn’t old. It had been taken less than an hour ago. Through the window. Room 318. My stomach dropped. Nicholas and me. Standing together. His hands around my waist. My arms around his neck. Someone had photographed us through the glass. Nicholas became terrifyingly still. “No.” He took the phone. Another message appeared. THE DRAGON HAS A WEAKNESS. Nicholas’s face went cold. A second message. THANK YOU FOR SHOWING US WHAT IT IS.

Perhaps this was what those tribesmen used to pile up the sand and turn it into houses. Although Ding Hao was interested in these things, the most important thing now was that there might be the scrolls he needed in the Evil Yang Tribe. Passing by those densely packed buildings, Ding Hao, who had Evil Moon standing on his shoulder, directly came to Gold Yang City with Xing Mo and Pei Qi'ai. The walls of Gold Yang City were very high. Like the buildings, they were also yellow in color, but there were also traces of purple in them. They were several times tougher than those buildings, and their defense naturally increased.