X Epoch Of Dragon Novels & Stories

However, the Storm Brothers didn’t move a muscle. “What are they waiting for?” I asked. “Waiting for someone,” Wilt gritted his teeth, “perhaps reinforcement.” Suddenly, a monstrous roar thundered in the air, followed by a squall that almost swept our feet. An eastern dragon appeared, floating and slithering over the Storm Brothers. “That’s Cao Xu,” Raja said. “He’s huge,” Brock gasped as the gang trembled at his immense size. The dragon brave was big enough to wrap around an entire jumbo jet.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

The guards instantly snapped to attention, their hands dropping to the hilts of their longswords. ​"Halt! Who goes—" the lead guard started, but the words were cut short. ​I didn't give them a chance to finish. I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin.

Watching dragon eggs hatch over several hours should have gotten boring, but it didn’t, not for any of us. The entire school watched as eggs began to rock, then chip, then little baby dragons would fall out of their shells to be greeted by their parents. The green eggs, the earth dragons, came first. Then fire, followed by air and water. The last one was the single golden egg. “Why is that one gold?” I ask Ajax, but it’s Phoenix who answers.

The Colosseum arena was packed full of Different dragons. The arena is similar to Roman stadium structures with pillars about it. There are three major types of dragons that make up a clan. The adult dragons are seated in front. They are one of the most powerful and famous dragons know to man. They are large with scales and can burn down an entire city in seconds. The warm-ly dragons, they are more like serpent dragons with long bodies and legs ranging from four to eight legs, they more like powerful massagers and subdivided into various earth dragon. The worm-ly with intelligence that transforms into humans flesh but has elves ears are known as vouivre.

Magma throws a look at the human over her shoulder and then turns back to speak to Xander. "What my mate is saying is that I am pregnant" she says happily. I crack a smirk at the stunned look on Xander's face as his head swivels between the both of them with his mouth hanging open. After a few moments with his eyes flashing as he speaks with his dragon, he seems to gather his wits. "So, we will be welcoming the first dragon child since our own hatchings soon? Do we have a timeline for when the baby will be born?" he ask with enthusiasm.

They aren't rich or powerful enough to show up there, to fight for a share of the resources there, so this was their best and only option. Xasha did not know what was happening outside, nor did he care what random people had to say. A lot had happened over the last two years that he considered way more important. His Storm Dragon egg hatched, it was a beautiful green baby dragon, he had 4 arms, 4 wings and a long tail that looked like a snake but with metal spikes protruding from its back and running the length of his body. He was around 40 meters tall and looked as majestic as the king of the world.

A male's cock sheath is his only vulnerability in dragon form. From the corner of my eye, I see Henry running and leaping over burning bodies. With a large club in his hands, he launches from the stairway and somehow manages to land on Drakon's back. It's my chance. Drakon spins and tries to dislodge him. I charge in low and avoid his tail. My forward momentum allows me to slide the last few feet to try to get under him.

Willa questioned while we walked behind her. "They do," Amora walked ahead of us with Orion, spouting out orders to get the sea-side cave ready. "It's just that Odessa hasn't had her first cycle as a dragon. She was out for almost six days and hasn't had her chance to. Creed's dragon is older and hasn't had his rut, so he couldn't wait to rut until she had her heat. His dragon needs some pussy." Willa cackled at Amora, whose spirit was lightening considerably.

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”