X Epoch Of Dragon Raw Novels & Stories

Jhogo shouted at the crowd from horseback, snapping his whip, "make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons. Reclining on cool satin cushions, Xaro Xhoan Daxos poured ruby-red wine into matched goblets of jade and gold, his hands sure and steady despite the sway of the palanquin. "I see a deep sadness written upon your face, my light of love." He offered her a goblet. "Could it be the sadness of a lost dream

Xanthakos sent Yiulia away and said, “Let me introduce them to you. The first dish is called steamed Ancestral Dragon. It’s made from the tender meat of the Ancestral Dragon, slowly steamed with Nothingness Path Flames.” James’ brows furrowed at his words. ‘Ancestral Dragon? Is that Yrian from the Dark World’s Yin’s Void? Did Xanthakos kill him?’ After scanning the dish on the table, James sensed Yrian’s aura from it. ‘Damn it. Xanthakos really is a vicious and insidious being!’ Seeing James’ silence, Xanthakos laughed, “The second dish is braised bull. It’s meat from the first-ever green bull to exist. It’s a rare delicacy.”

Joss observed the confused expression on Ethan’s face and added, "The pain you feel is because the dragon energy inside your body is beginning to rise and flow through your blood vessels." Hearing Joss's explanation, Ethan asked, "Dragon energy? What does that mean?" Xavier swallowed hard and bit his lower lip, looking hesitant to answer. "Before I answer, would you mind showing us your back?" Ethan's eyes widened, staring at Xavier with a look of horror, "Hey, you ... what do you mean?" Xavier replied calmly, "I want to prove that what I said is true." Ethan was stunned. Feeling as if he had no other choice, Ethan finally took off his shirt with Yandra's somewhat awkward assistance.

Dragus mumbles something about bloody wolves fighting like spoilt kids as he rolls his sleeves up, ready to separate the two of them. “Get her inside now.” Aura shouts as the ground shakes and the air crackles with electricity as she bolts towards the hill to stop them both from tearing chucks off of each other. “Come on, quickly, you don’t need to see this.” I follow behind her quickly. Fear engulfs me when I hear an earth-shattering roar looking behind as I see a gigantic snarling black and gold dragon. My eyes widen as Xena comes into my view and I nod at her as the door is closed in my face as all hell breaks loose.

Jhogo shouted at the crowd from horseback, snapping his whip, "make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons." Reclining on cool satin cushions, Xaro Xhoan Daxos poured ruby-red wine into matched goblets of jade and gold, his hands sure and steady despite the sway of the palanquin. "I see a deep sadness written upon your face, my light of love." He offered her a goblet. "Could it be the sadness of a lost dream?"

"The key to the extreme semi-Empyrean lies in the word 'extreme'. It means reaching the peak in every aspect of being a semi-Empyrean. "The purity of one's inner strength, the physical body, and the weapon's intent must be at its peak. Only by achieving these three can one be considered an extreme semi-Empyrean. "And the dragon energy you have acquired can refine your inner strength, making it increasingly pure. That's why I'm here to inform you." Daxton shared all the information he had with Alexander, which was substantial enough. He mainly wanted to ensure Alexander did not waste the valuable dragon energy, a rare treasure not easily obtainable.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

He buries himself deep and within a very short time we explode. Our elicit routine varies little. Tahr leads me out on the perch and we shift. Sex in dragon form is a craving I won't deny myself. It's different and somehow more fulfilling. It always leaves me exhausted and afterward I'm able to sleep without haunting, lonely dreams of my dragon. Tahr flies by my side afterward and watches with forlorn eyes as I enter my room. And my heart breaks again. ***

“Fenian, dragon riders are an elite group. Only those who are worthy can claim a dragon. Make sure you know that you are worthy of her before you try to claim her. And if she does shift into her dragon form, be prepared for the fight of your life.” After answering Fenian’s questions, I go to the hospital to check on Kenzo. He’s awake, but weak after his shift. Everett is giving him IV fluids, but he’s already looking much better. I head to my office and begin writing up a curriculum for dragon claiming and then one for riders. Cedric, Merethyl, Ishir, and Everett will have to put the full curriculum together. I just add points that I think they should include. It’s late afternoon when Everet

One side was designated for rest and for spectators during matches. Surrounding the stage were six pillars, each representing a different dragon power like Light (yellow pillar), Shadow (purple pillar), Sun (orange pillar), Earth (green pillar), Water (blue pillar), and Fire (red pillar). Above the stage, a carved dragon with blue eyes, so lifelike it seemed to watch over them, adorned the ceiling. As Lea looked around, she spotted Rayan, Jude, Vickey, Lily, Alisha, and Ria training near the stage. Liam followed her gaze and also saw their friends.