Dragon Sin Romane & Geschichten

Apollyon slowly stood up and flicked the dust from himself before turning his head towards the sleeping creature. "I am sorry, Stormbreaker. Of course, I knew that the dragon's nectar could be considered a weakness of yours. It's called the nectar of dragons from the very beginning because it is the only drink in the world that can make a dragon intoxicated. I told you, I am a person from the Dragon Tribe, a descendant of the Dragon God. Even God decided to reside on the Dragon's island because of the sacred tree's existence. If the dragon's nectar is enough to make a God get drunk, how could you be an exception," the boy muttered while trying to approach the creature with unsteady steps. Ap

Vic can't wait to get the answers to his questions, he was going to do anything it takes just to get his answers. "I will do it. I will do the task with everything I have!" Vic replied. "Not everything you have, but your full self!" The dragon corrected him and went behind the throne. She was dragging a half killed beast. It was a Stampebeast, a beast that is known to have connection with thunder. The two large horn on its head lights up in blue and lightning from the sky will connect with its horn. Whenever the beast connects with the thunder, its full body gets coated in lightning. And when this happens, no attack can kill it or pass through his skin.

"The High Moon Court kept archives of the old world. The histories are explicitly clear: there were three primal beasts born of the initial lunar fracture. Only three." She paused, her cold blue eyes scanning the gathered family. "The Sun Dragon, whose scales could blind an army. The Storm Dragon, who carried the western monsoons on its wings. And the Shadow Dragon." Seraphina frowned, her hands still faintly shimmering with residual golden light. "The one Nyx rode today?" Selena nodded, her jaw tightening. "The Nidhöggr. The Shadow Dragon. Historically, it was recorded as the most violent, the most fiercely intelligent, and utterly impossible to tame by any magical or physical constraint."

she added quietly. “It is as I suspected,” he replied. “Thank you for your insight Meguitte.” “Talen… One last thing.” She hesitated. “Sigrid’s vampire, Samuel. Has Tony spoken to you about him?” “No,” Talen was puzzled. “What about him?” “It turns out that he is a dragon.” There was silence on the other end, and then Talen cleared his throat. “That’s certainly interesting. Thank you for letting me know - ” He was being politely patient, uncertain what the topic had to do with him, other than being an interesting piece of information.

The look in Diego's eyes made king Damien realize that it had been a while since he last saw someone stare at him the way Diego was . " We dragons , are far more superior than you silly humans . The fact that you have created all those new weapons , doesn't mean that you have the upper hand . You, humans, are foolish if you think that you can win against us with your little tricks . Just a little flip of my fingers is enough to destroy an entire kingdom . So you better not think about things that don't belong to you . " said king Damien with a serious tone .

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

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.

It wasn't a strike. It was a judgment. Kal turned toward the light, eyes wide, and for the first time since his return, he stepped back. “No! I am the God of Darkness! I cant be defeated just like this…” Liam grabbed Kal’s wrist mid-swing “You were never a god.” And Elena brought the sceptre down. A column of divine fire formed a shape of a dragon, golden white and endless, poured onto Kal with force. He screamed, his form unravelling, burning, breaking. Shadows poured from his mouth as he howled, not in rage now, but agony.

"But this will be the end, Elijah. I will have avenged my family and can move forward with my plans. A deep roar echoed around them. Sophia’s mouth dropped when she saw an enormous dragon, made of lightning, emerge from the clouds and position itself next to Jackson. Its size was unimaginable; the younger Anderson was a speck compared to it. The blue lightning of its form cracked dangerously. Sophia cursed as she lifted herself up, trying to run for Elijah. "Die!" he shouted as he directed the dragon towards Elijah.

I felt his shoulders dislocate as he screamed. “Do you yield?” I asked him loudly as he trashed around trying to get loose from my grip. I looked at the Elders and they nodded their approval. I let go of his arms and he winced as they flopped down next to him. I grabbed his head and pulled it up exposing his throat. My hand morphed into a claw again as I gave him one last look and ripped his throat out. His dragon whimpered once as he shimmered and disappeared back to the realm of dragons. His host was dead and he would return to Typhon’s lair and explain why he had returned alive. Abeloth blew smoke from his nostrils before merging with me again.