Worthless Profession: Dragon Tamer Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“Maliyah!” As I get closer I see her dragon, Terra, is in chains and she is struggling to break free. There are two warlocks fighting against Maliyah and she is holding her own well. I push myself harder and tackle a warlock, immediately snapping his neck. His body disappears, leaving only one left.

I hissed when I felt his flame touch the side of Shade’s wings. Shade roared as he twisted around, his massive tail thrashing from side to side. He caught the dragon once, and the other one almost went down, but soon he soared above, his wings flapping down on us, as he opened his mouth, and if he breathed fire now, I knew I would be toast. “This would be the time, Nova...” I felt the first burst of flame and then the fucking dragon roared. ---- If you love the story, and want to know more about Vera and Mateo, come join me on my grop f aceb00k - Queens from hell! Tell me what you think. THis has become a longer chapter than I intended.

He looks up at me slowly. "I do not like the way she runs her country. It makes me mad that you all think that humans are something to walk over. Yes, sure I am a dragon now, but a few months ago I was human. We are used as sex slaves and cleaners for your species. There is nothing good about that. So sorry for advocating for the species I call my own. I will fight with everything in me to free humans." I pushed my hair back and walked out of the room. I looked around me. I do not know where to go. I went in search of an employee of the castle. Nothing, it is like the place is empty.

They can believe in the Goddess of Light or the Goddess of Order, just as not all actors come from a professional background. Clemen is a priest of the fifth order. He not only presides over the temple in Dragonclaw City, but is also responsible for the religious affairs of the entire Barony. When he heard that Christine was visiting, he immediately sent someone to welcome her. Although he is a true priest of the gods, he does not dare to be arrogant in the presence of the other party. After all, strictly speaking, he is only a servant of the Dragon God, while Christine is the Dragon Vein. Tracing the roots upwards, who knows if the ancestors are not some descendants of the Dragon God.

"I'm back." I look up to see West approaching my desk. He's an impure like me. People like us are regarded as the abominations of the society. He's a mage who has the blood of an undead flowing in his veins. On the other hand, I'm a dragon shifter with demon blood running through my veins. "She's safe and sound, Dash. Now, tell me what that was about." "Fine." .... "I can't believe we're doing this" I mutter. West chuckles and nudges me.

In that bar, seeing the predatory look, I already knew the danger he represented the ferocious animal looking for a fight at the height, one which I felt the challenge to provide, I tried uselessly to believe that it was dangerous for my plans, to undo the constant desire. I was completely wrong, Dragon is a ball of destruction ravaging every wall firmly built to protect something I thought I lost long ago, a part of me I never imagined needing, wanting, or wanting, taking over a forgotten space and appropriating the deepest avaricious miseries of my soul in wanting to have him and keep him just for pleasure.

She took the pin and pinned it to the blanket. With that, she reached into her bag, grabbed a green vial, and drank it down quickly. She landed in the dark, in a pile of treasure. She was so confused when she looked around until she noticed the dragon laying there with his eyes half-open. He looked to be young, but she really didn’t know much about dragons since they were just fables in her world. She did know they were dangerous. She tried to sneak out, but the dragon had noticed her. “Hey, watcha doing,” The dragon asked with sparkling eyes. “Why are you crying? You don’t have to be sad. You are mine now. You can’t leave, you're part of my treasures now You can be mine forever.”

Charlie put away his cynical smile before he stared right into Kenneth’s eyes and said word by word, “In Aurous Hill, even if you are a tiger, you will have to lie down before me. Even if you are a dragon, you will have to lower your head for me. Because I, Charlie Wade, am the one and only real dragon in Aurous Hill!” Kenneth was taken aback by Charlie’s sharp gaze, and he had to force himself to calm down before he recovered his senses. Then, he sneered, “Wendy is right! You are nothing but a piece of trash who likes to brag! Do you truly think that someone like you could actually be a dragon? You are really making me sick! In my eyes, you are nothing but a worm!”

My skin prickled as I traced the faded ink. Another passage described a dragon without a master. Wild. Untamed. Existing outside the hierarchies that defined the academy. A creature that bent to no one, a threat to order, a force that could not be leashed. Its presence marked upheaval. Change. A warning. My chest tightened. I closed the book carefully, reverently, my hands trembling. “Careful with that one.” The sudden voice made me jump, clutching the book tighter. A boy stood at the end of the row, a higher-year, his face half-shadowed.

Blake had lost his mother to madness, and his goal in the book was to find a cure, so maybe Vera could use that. Valerian was harder. He was a dragon, and dragons wanted one person and did not share. Well, that had already gone out the window. For now, Vera decided to focus on Xen, then possibly Blake. If Valerian did not come along, maybe that was for the best. She had babies to protect, land to claim, people to feed, and one billion coins to make before the story had time to bite her again.