Fire Dragon King Mode Novels & Stories

“I’ll be different from the rest. Those other dragons, they’re scared of you, they run away from you, they only follow you when you command them into doing it then scatter again after—but I’ll follow you forever. You won’t be lonely anymore.” He never goes back home after that. Why would he? He’s like—like a prince now, the Dragon King’s most trusted companion. Its only companion. And he learns about all the things a god can do. For instance, when the King calls to his kind with a deafening, bellowing roar across the land, when the King uses the power of his primordial voice that holds dominance over all other dragons, they come at his call no matter how they fear being in his terrifying pre

is all she says, I don’t push her as I know with her gift she can’t always say. “Well, give us details?” Bellatrix says with an excited squeal making me chuckle. “Do you guys ever remember hearing about a King Vulcan?” I ask, feeling like I am missing something. Bellatrix shakes her head, while Denu is quiet for a moment. Then her eyes go wide, “King Vulcan is the Dragon King in the upper kingdom” Denu says confirming what I already thought. My mate is the Dragon King, the most feared, and deadly King said to be cruel and cold. Even knowing this, why do I not feel afraid?

Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom. "She seems pretty..." Fru blushed "Born from a red dragon and a golden dragon...whoa..she sure has the good genes doesn't she. Why would anyone call someone so pretty, huthra'vor? I feel this is jealousy at play. Petty creatures. Pretty sure the mockers are the ones with faces that screamed ‘abandoned by the creator', not Valia." Fru didn't understand why she was mad but she sure as hell wanted to test her fighting skills on some uglies.

“I wanted peace, I talked to him about peace, but he rejected it. I have lost too much already to just let it go. My people have lost their lives in this war. I will be a fool if I just accept peace now and let the instigator of this war live. Nay, I shall never settle for that.” “I understand,” the voice said. “You have indeed endured at the hands of Ramiel, and you indeed sought peace. I know your being more than anybody in this world. Were you at fault in what happened ten thousand years ago, you would have willingly laid down your life to protect your people. I know how much killing Namiel weighed on you, I know how much you wished you had not used your fire that day. But you had no idea

I asked. Thessaly turned her covered eyes toward me one more time. "A Flame Keeper's power," she said, "can heal a dragon or destroy one. It can strengthen a bond or sever it. In the right hands — the Flame Keeper's own hands, used willingly — it maintains balance." A pause. "In the wrong hands, extracted by force, used against its nature — it can be weaponized. Against any dragon. Including the king." The silence that followed was the longest in a morning full of long silences.

Liam added. The Shake came again causing a high flock of birds to suddenly take flight in the distance from among the tall trees. Another shake and Edwin cowered, "I don't like this," Alessia muttered glancing at him and Ally. The ground shook for the last time as something monstrous emerged out from the trees, the beast before them shook its large horned head, its golden scales glimmering in the sun, enough to make anyone blind as it raised its head to the sky, releasing a mighty roar that shook the heavens with its fury, a rage whispered of in the heavens and rumored in the sea, a rage only that of a Dragon King god could possess.

’ Draco Dragon growled loudly In meantime I tried to stand up from King Sargon chest… however when I moved King Sargon tightens his arms which were snaked around my waist…. His action confused me but Draco Dragon growling sound kept my sanity “My King…… I… I.. want to get up” I shuttered and tried to get up Seeing my struggle King Sargon let go of my waist and I hastily stood up and turned to look at Draco Dragon who was flying in circle right above my head in circles…

’ I snarl. ‘We serve the Kingslayer, the true king, Nefzaan! Not Agnarr!’ the fire dragon before me spits. ‘Then die,’ I reply before I kill him, turning away as his body falls. Spiralling through the air before it hits the ground far below.

I let my love and passion for Ajax flow through me, giving myself to him and his gentle dominance of the kiss. “Are you going to light us on fire when the day comes that I can kiss you like that Kenna?” I hear the Elf King ask. “How do you do it without burning off your clothes?” Kenna asks, obviously in awe that my fire can consume us but still not burn through our clothing and skin. Ajax pulls away, smiling down at me. I pull the flames back before Emmi can become too afraid and push me back. “I’ve had many millennia to practice controlling my fire, fire dragon,” I say, not looking away from Ajax.

The dragon king didn’t budge, and I couldn’t stand and watch him kill Leandros. I surged ahead and captured his son Drako and held him hostage. There was utter chaos as King Gavriil went crazy. “Let Leandros go or I’ll kill your son.” He tightened his hold on Leandros, while his eyes changed color, turning crimson. I knew he was about to change into his dragon form and burn us to death with his fire. “I’ll burn you to death if you harm my son. Let him go,” he hissed, but I held on to the young dragon with all my might.