Whispering Death Dragon Novels & Stories

The king, legend had it, was cursed by a witch after he killed her mate—a dragon. The witch ensured that the cruel king would never escape his kingdom by casting a dark, smoky barrier around it. This impenetrable cloud prevented anyone from entering or leaving, except for dragons. Tragically, this curse also trapped countless innocent lives within Dravonia, leaving them to suffer the consequences of the king’s actions.

I wheeze, just as my fingertips find grip on the blade and arch, pulling it just a fraction of an inch toward where I’m lying, where I’m dying. “We could have ruled together,” he whispers. “You could have been my queen.” “Fuck you,” I whimper, my lungs screaming for air. I’m going to die. I can feel it. I can feel death already snaking through my veins. I use the last of my strength to grip the blade, and then I swing, closing my eyes and whispering, “I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” Dalton sacrificed himself to allow me a way out.

He must decide whether he will continue running from the ghosts of his past. Or stand beside the man who has never stopped believing in him. Because this time, choices won't just cost him his life. It will destroy everything Tom has sworn to protect. Love will be tested, bonds will be broken. Secrets will demand blood. And the whispers... The whispers have just turned into something.......silent! THE MUTE WHISPERER is the gripping second installment of the Whisperer series—a haunting tale of love, guilt, healing, and a darkness that never truly died.

I closed my eyes and inhaled a deep breath before opening it again. Sa pagmulat ko ng aking mga mata ay mukha niya ang nabungaran ko. He's looking at me directly to my eyes. That I felt him searching my soul, that he seems trying to read what's inside on my head. Dinig na dinig ko ang lakas na pagtambol ng aking dibdib dahil sa intensisad na hatid ng kanyang mga titig. Na sa lakas no'n ay pakiramdam ko ay anumang segundo ay kakapusin ako ng aking hininga dahil doon. "Baby." His deep and baritone voice engulfed my ear.

They are often found hunting during night, their prey including anything with a pulse, but Northern Whispers seem to prefer the strong meat of Lycan hearts thus pushing them into unfamiliar and newfound regions where one might not expect them. Northern Whispers are known as one of the strongest creatures ever to step foot on the planet Earth, well… If they had feet. Northern Whispers are practically invisible, only a slight bluish white tint to their icy skin which allows them to be seen; their bodies mimic that of a frilled shark, long in size and they swim through air. It is rumoured that the colder the air is, the easier they can fly, but that has yet to be discovered… Their teeth are dea

Music recommendation: After dark by Mr kitty The Dragon released its fire on the moving corpses as it soared through the sky and to its greatest surprise the corpses when reduced to ashes would instantly reform it's self to their original form, realizing attacking the corpses was pointless she searched for Leonard knowing taking out its source would release the spell.

Doug laughed and said, "Have you ever seen shamans transform into earthbound immortals? Those are the dragons of the Python family from the northeast." Chad noticed Hector trembling in fear, terrified of the two python dragons. Doug smiled at his daughter, Janice. "Miss Sixth, it's up to you to avenge Janice!" Janice, possessed by Miss Sixth, smiled triumphantly. She vanished on the spot and reappeared atop the black dragon's head. She exclaimed softly, "Dragon's Breath!" The black dragon opened its mouth and spewed a black mist like a dark cloud, engulfing Winston! Almost simultaneously, lightning struck the black mist rising from the rainbow-colored clouds in the sky.

The Lung Dragon also called the Dragon of Discreet exhaled. “Before you ask how’s she a regressor, you should’ve asked how could a being like her knows where exactly the Dragon Nest is. That’s something not even the Immortals could distinguish. That alone make me believe indeed she was telling the truth all along in short the Dragon of Verity and Vilification acknowledged her.” The Dragon of Discreet groaned again, for the first time in billions of years, he was short of words. “… Seems like all hope was given to her.”

She noticed a large dragon coming out of nowhere, but she had no idea what was happening due to the long distance. “No, I have to check on them. I may be of help.” Claudia said. “Just wait here, stop worrying so much!” an elder said. “The battle has ended. If I’m seeing this right, someone may have activated their sealed bloodline and became a Dragon Whisperer.” “A Dragon Whisperer?” Claudia froze for quite a while. “Do you mean… Martiny?” She then proceeded to question further. “Sir, what is a Dragon Whisperer?” The old man looked towards the dragon phantom in the sky, not saying anything.

I’ve never tried to escape because there’s nowhere to run in the desert, but all of that changes when I hear the news—that the Death King is coming. I sneak out in the middle of the night to steal his dragon, but that backfires in my face—because you can’t steal a dragon. Khazmuda is no mindless beast. He can speak directly into my mind and hear my thoughts in return. The Death King is about to kill me, but Khazmuda changes his mind—because I have the gift. The ability to speak with dragons.