Queen Black Dragon Novels & Stories

She looked like a flower that just bloomed and like a queen in her way. "This is our Queen, Kate David Xiver, the wife of David Xiver, who has another identity, The lord of Black Dragon, DX." When Aiden mentioned this, the entire coward went silent for a few seconds. The party suddenly fell in silence as if there was no one until someone exclaimed, "Wow, does that mean DX is David Xiver? Did he die?" When the coward heard this, they finally came back to their senses. Old master Allen looked at the girl who was standing in a big stroller and three babies in it.

I needed to do this and with him by my side, maybe I’d succeed. The Queen had gone quiet. Not a good sign. She could be amassing the warriors as we sat here, but a thought occurred to me. Dragons were said to be extinct. No one had seen or heard from them in years, centuries. Where had they been this entire time? Could Celeste be sending forces to decimate them at this moment? “The queen doesn’t know where you came from, right?” He smiled as though he could read my— Right. He actually could read my mind. That would take some getting used to.

If I had to face this drakaina alone I know I would have likely fainted. Behind the Queen are two attendants. One male and one female and both very young. They are wearing matching outfits of pale blue silk, their wings small and folded behind them. The drake has a warm glow about him, like captured sunlight, his skin a tawny brown like days spent too long on a beach. His hair looks like a fallen star, starting with black at the roots and extending out in every direction with a fade from black into purple then red, orange, and finally pale blonde. His eyes are coal black.

But even in seclusion, they were feared. And Kiara’s mother had been the worst of all. The last full-blooded dragon. Royalty by birth. A queen with wings the color of obsidian and flame, a mind sharp as war steel, and a daughter born of fire and wolf. She represented the past. Her child? A terrifying future. So the wolves called it treason. They brought silver and soldiers. And the dragons—few, scattered, diluted—burned bright… but not long. They fell not because they were weak.

His expression is unreadable. "Sir?" his lieutenant asks. "Orders?" "Double the operatives. Triple the resources. I want every asset we have focused on Jamie Olive." Quentin's voice is cold. "And find me a dragon hunter. Someone who specializes in killing her kind." "They're rare. Expensive." "I don't care what it costs. The Dragon Queen just declared war." Quentin's smile is cruel. "Let's give her one.”

They all welcomed him with a round of applause. "The Two Tower masters ; Darrow May and Jamila Jez." They also clapped. "The Eleven Vampire elders!" "The Six Dragon elders!" "His Royal Highness, king Zack Of the Dragon Kingdom and His Royal Highness king Dur Of the vampire Kingdom!" "Her Royal Majesty, Queen Ann of the Vampire Kingdom" (The mother of the twelve dragons. The Queen of the Dragon Kingdom has gone on an eternal slumber, after she gave birth to her twelve dragons.)