Romans & histoires God Dragon

Johan nudged him. “Still hungry.” “Then hurry up so I can feed you earlier.” Lord Ombra said some words in Dragon Speech. Dagon shook himself like a dog. His wings and tail suddenly appeared, as well as the tiny horn protruding from the middle of his forehead. “Now try the spell yourself.” Johan sighed as he watched Dagon squint his eyes and speak the words. All he could manage was to shrink his tail to half its size. “So what am I supposed to do while you teach Dagon?” Johan asked the dark skinned Dragon Lord.

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

The dragons, proud and fierce in flight, Guard ancient truths and sacred rights. Their eggs are gems of breath and flame, Yet stolen now in power’s name. Ryuki How in the world did Skylar think she was going to leave her dragon? It’s impossible. Cyryl may not be able to fly yet, but there’s no way she’s going to allow Skylar to leave her. She may only be a hatchling, but that doesn’t mean she can’t and won’t call the thunder to war.

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

said the goddess of creation, and my father nodded. We went to change into combat gear, and then Jackson, Samir, and Renzo showed up. “Ale and Rex are coming; let's go with you,” Jackson said firmly, and I looked at my father. “Let's wait for the priests to leave all together,” said the god of chaos. Ale and Rex didn't take long to appear, then my mother took my father's hand, and Drago turned into a dragon. I knew immediately that Drago and my father had the same power, which I found funny and curious.

"Does the name Anne Wilson ring any bells?" Dominus asked. He was the only one with a dragon from where he had come from, his mother had given it to him alongside her powers. "I'm afraid it doesn't," The dragon replied politely. "Is something troubling you?" The dragon inquired. The dragon slowly transformed into a man in his mid-thirties. "The girl is strange. At first, she saw my other self slaying a bunch of people, and now she noticed the black gene vapor. What is she?"

Bethel frowned for a moment, “Well from a baby really, she would summon cakes from the kitchen and she would summon Lady Persephone’s son’s toys to play with. It was quite amusing really.” Helga’s eyes narrowed, “Seraphina, you are such a mystery.” She shook her head. “What do you mean?” Bethel questioned. “Well if we just consider the facts first, she is a Dragon Dhampir, a Dhampir with a familiar is rare enough yet, to have a Dragon familiar? I know I don’t need to tell you how rare that is,” Bethel nodded at Helga. “She also carries Alexandria’s Genesis, she has the markings for spirit, she-” Helga’s face paled as a thought came to mind.

He just laughs making Mitalonys growl. “Now why would that happen?” “Dragons don’t like being locked up,” I snarl. His eyes widen in shock making me smirk. “So, you’re a dragon then,” he growls and suddenly the room is empty. I yell in frustration and bang my fist against the door. Damn it Mitalonys!!! How could you tell him! I snarl, furious with my dragon for making me confess. He would figure it out eventually, besides, even though he knows you are a Fire dragon, he doesn’t know that you are a Fury dragon, he reasons.

Growling like he’s wants to eat his own disciple. “F-Forgive m-me, m-my L-Lord.” Captain Black Beard peeked inside which caused his sudden resignation to his disciple. “Daemon, the one and only son of Prince Tubigo, son of the Great King of Rainforest Biome and The Water Nation.” One step at a time into Lord Daemon’s room Captain Black Beard did. “And now, they call you the–” “Lord, Lord Daemon, God of all Cannibal Fire Eater.” Lord Daemon slowly approached the place where Captain Black Beard is standing.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like