Zeno Dragon Ball Novels & Stories

"W-where's Kian and Kaleb?" Sean asked bewildered. "Look closely, dumbo." Myron said shaking his head. Sean frowned and look again. "Oh, my! He looks like Kian a-and Kaleb at the same time!" He yelled finally grasping what happened. "Daebak! It's like Dragon ball's, Gotenks" Neo said in amusement. "H-how?" Eris asked. She wavered. "You asked who we are right? Now, look closely. We are one and we are your doom."

he said, clasping my hand between his own. Mom sat on my other side. Her eyes were laced with worry and concern, and she looked tired and pale. “How’s Viola?” I asked instead answering Xyan right away. “Better. Talking,” she mumbled, extending her hand to caress my hair. “I am fine. Just feeling a bit drained,” I croaked, unable to keep the emotions in check. “There’s this girl named Zenith. She seems to be a demon dragon. She tried to bait me into showing my true self. Ruelle took over and then…” I surmised, sighing at the end.

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

Karen stand up "What's going on?" "Who's zircon?"Castus press on not shining his gaze away from her. "He's not human, he's a dragon"Blood drain from Castus face "Zircon is a dragon"

Daine pretended to lock his lips with his finger, obnoxiously throwing an invisible key away. “Greetings,” Tangle bowed to King Orion. “On Zaos’ command, he sends a small platoon to help the dragons. We may be small in numbers, but we wish to help protect Odessa, who softened the Black Dragon. Zaos sends his regards but is currently protecting the territory.” I blushed, I did nothing to soften Creed, he was already soft, to begin with.

In the middle, there’s a platform and two figures were fighting fiercely. When we looked closely, my eyes widened when I saw one participant. "Zenon?" Leena and I both uttered, and we looked at each other at the same time. Zenon’s opponent is a powerful weapon summoner. It summons different weapons, but it only summons basic weapons. However, Zenon will most likely win the duel because his opponent was already bruised badly. Well, the fight lasted a few more minutes and of course, Zenon won. Zenon is one of the strongest in this world and his powers are not to be trifled with.

"Good job, sorellina. You, as always, never cease to amaze me. You've got some pretty big balls. You and your husband clearly have a death wish and I am all for it." Zeno declared, a wide grin on his lips as he turned towards the table where everyone else was settling in. My heart warmed at his words, knowing full well that that was my brother's way of saying he approved of Draken in his own way. I knew he was still wary of him but even his slight approval was welcomed. He was not one to trust so easily. Selene's hand found my own, squeezing it reassuringly as I turned to gaze at her surprisedly. "I've been wanting to do that for so long...You did good, sorellina. I was hoping we can have so

My vision blurred, and blood trickled from my nose as my mind fought to process the overwhelming scale of slaughter and dominance. ​Hold the line! I screamed internally, gritting my teeth until my jaw ached. I am Ronan Vane! No memory of war will break a mind forged in betrayal! ​I channeled the core of dragon flame in my chest, using its internal heat as a anchor to filter and absorb the chaotic energy. Slowly, the violent mental storm subsided. The memories of ancient dragon combat integrated smoothly into my bloodline, altering my spiritual presence and filling my veins with a richer, more potent dragon vitality.

With a final glare, she turned and sprinted out, the hatchling following behind her at a half-hopping pace. “Let’s go.” “A-Anzi? What is th…?” “A hatchling,” she said shortly. “He can fly, a little. He’s fast enough to keep up with me, so he won’t slow us down. And he’s dark enough to blend in. Anyone come by here while I was gone?” “No,” Letti stammered, and she looked back at Oza who was standing over and staring at the massive dragoness still lying in a battered, broken heap with her head over the stream. “But the noises have stopped. I think the fighting is over.”

Her dragon, Tyffyn, dives underneath her, catching her easily before lifting up in the sky. I hear Bynjym rumbling unhappily. Tyffyn and Soma are our most recently bonded pair. They need more training. Soma can’t fall off her dragon like that. Our focus needs to be proteicting Ylys and finding the egg. I nock another arrow and let it fly, just as Bynjym turns another corner. “BYNJYM!” I yell, watching as the harpoon turns toward Ylys.