Young Black Dragon Novels & Stories

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

he purred, “you should send your youngest, Lady Segrenry. The one with the... repulsive green hair.” The air thinned. Huverdra’s head snapped toward him, gold light flickering beneath his skin. “Choose your words carefully.” “Oh, I mean no insult,” the Black Dragon said, feigning innocence. “It’s only that her strength is… untested. Surely, if your blood is true, she can handle a few mortal insects.” A few dragons chuckled. The sound was cruel — low, hissing, psychopathic, dangerous. “She is but a child,” Segrenry said coldly. Her claws dug into the ground. “My *guards* could raze their kingdom before your hatchlings even find their wings.”

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

Enraged, Y stood up, took out his napkin, cleaned his shoe, and roared, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" A group of terrified armed werewolves came to view and one of them explained in a quivering tone, "Sire we are under attack! A dragon emerged out of nowhere and-" Y thundered, "A DRAGON? We have prepared for a dragon attack! What the fuck is it about the stupid sirens? I was about to enjoy My DESSERT!" Another poor werewolf spoke, "Alpha King, He is accompanied by a-" He was interrupted by the furious Y, "BY A WHAT?"

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

He looked it over and smiled at Terry, "Welcome to the Black Dragon guild. I'm glad we were able to add two new members today." Hearing the guild's name, Terry looked slightly offended, "Why is your guild called the black dragon guild? Dragons are much stronger than humans in every way. Aren't you afraid of offending a dragon that might be passing by?" The man chuckled lightly, "Of course, we're not worried about dragons, they never leave their territory, and when they do, it's normally to visit Grancia or Welas. So why would a dragon come here? But I'm sure if a dragon did come here and start causing trouble, all our guild members combined could take it down, so there's no reason to worry."

It wasn't the answer that should have been given, but it was the answer I had hoped for, I felt my the rush of power and with that intense feeling I barrelled towards them and at the same time they pulled out a shotgun. I dared a smile, on these fuckers clearly didn't learn from the arrow, I paced faster towards them and he pulled the trigger releasing a mist that brought me to my fucking knees. "What the fuck!" I rasped each breath feeling like pure agony. "Dragonsbane." Dylan said whilst putting on his mask. "Guess not even you can put up with that DRAGON KING!" The noxious fumes poured in crippling me and I laid useless on the floor as they kicked and bashed at me with their boots their l

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

I pushed my protections forth and repelled his energetic scan. He yielded, albeit begrudgingly. “So, you want to use Ying, one of the fastest and strongest dragons, without telling me why, and it is a MUST? Daddy issues???? Maybe you are still daddy’s little girl??? Here I thought you grown up and could handle yourself. Apparently, I was wrong!” he smirked.

Luke’s classmates witnessed him being rejected and were in a very bad mood, so they did not dare to continue flattering him. In the face of the unfriendly looks around him, James smiled disdainfully. At another lounge area not far away. Yuna sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, revealing her long and slender legs. Her eyes were fixed on James, and her eyes had an unconcealed admiration. That man was the Black Dragon. She had heard a lot about the Black Dragon when she was in the Capital. The Black Dragon had always been her idol, and she never expected to meet him personally in Cansington. She met and danced with the Black Dragon, one of the Five Commanders.