Zeno Sama Dragon Ball Novels & Stories

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

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?”

Having changed his aura and appearance, James could not help but mumble, “Did he recognize me?” “You are?” James pretended to ask. “Save it.” Zeno rolled his eyes and said, “You can hide from other living beings, but you can’t hide from me.” James was taken aback. “How did you recognize me?” Then, he changed the topic and asked, “Didn’t you leave? Why are you here? And what’s the history of Sword Mount?” Sternly, Zeno responded, “I did leave. I went to find the black ball of energy, but it led me here. As for this place, have you heard of the Sword Demon, Wynne Dalganus?”

Where did it come from? Zen didn’t know what he could do and looked around helplessly. In this game, both Sasha and he were too weak to defeat this monster. They had no skills, weapons or knowledge to defeat this orange blob. He secretly apologised to Sasha, who came to his rescue. Maybe when they revived, he would transfer her some credits for her revival fee and make her extra custard pudding as an apology for the traumatic experience. Just before Zen could say his prayers, he received a new notification.

He was the color of a royal Omega Dragon, the same color as his Dad's dragon. Just like Roman, Sora is small. Even compared to other Omega dragons. The Omega stretches his wings out, something he hasn't been able to do since he was young. His neck stretched as his head raised toward the sky. The Omega took in a deep breath, and a breath of smoke left his mouth when he roared.

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

I stuttered. “Dragon, baby.” he pointed a thumb at himself. “You’re not going to catch me on fire.” Kieran was stifling his own laughter. I hastily pulled my glove on. Perhaps fire couldn’t hurt Zephyr, but I couldn’t help but think he looked a little sunburnt. “I win,” Kieran said to him. “How does that work?” Zephyr protested. “She’s on my team,” he replied. “I figure a fireball is worth another few rounds.”

Issei told everyone he's gonna go outside for a while to test his new skills. He went to an area that's far from the city because he doesn't want to test his new skills near the city. After a while, he arrived on empty land. He tried , it basically looks the same with Megumin but his version has Dragon made of fire then it crashed to the ground. The power is even bigger than Megumin , about 3 times more powerful.

I don’t know if it was because of his injuries, or that he was too taken aback by the giant fucking dragon surrounding his Mate. I couldn’t wait, I reformed the swords of ice into one long spear and charged again, this time aiming for Zelena. Before the tip of the spear was able to pierce her heart, I was stopped. The spear in my grip evaporated and my body was lifted off the ground. The dragon’s wings flapped as it lifted us into the air, not stopping until we were high above the trees. I tried to break free from Zelena’s hold, just like I did last time. But I couldn’t move, not even a wiggle of my finger. I shifted my gaze from the ground to Zelena and then my body. The hold on me wasn’t i