dragon

Dragon. In Western legends, dragons are seen as evil beings—symbols of greed and destruction. But beyond those darker meanings, dragons also stand for strength. That’s why he was named Draco. It was a wish for him to grow into a powerful wizard, one with the might of a dragon... His name is Draco. Draco Malfoy. This is the world of Harry Potter—but not quite.

What makes dragons strong? It's not their power or magic, but their mind. Arrogance, greed, Iron Will, and the lack of human restraints. What would happen if you threw such a creature into human society? Would they understand humans? What does love even mean to them? This is the situation that our MC, Arad Orion found himself in. A newborn dragon bringing "Might make Right" to the humanoids, but why? Due to an abnormal condition, the mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind. Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race. From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either finding a cure for their condition or going the second route of making more void dragons. But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Finding a cure is almost impossible. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race. Dragons are arrogant, proud, and vicious. Yet those feeling extends to those whom they love. You who touched a dragon's love, Retribution is an insult, and life is a crime. Beware as merely existing draws the dragon's wrath. Follow Arad on his journey as he grows from a naive wyrmling to a grown dragon with enough wisdom and power to stand with the strongest of the world. *** If you liked the story, please support it with power stones and comments! The story now has a Discord server. Please visit it to see character art by me and the community. https://discord.gg/CPJXDj6Adg *** You can contact me at Discord at any time Alen_Tanor#1599 And last. Please don't forget to leave a review, it really helps!

She was born to destroy demons. He was born to challenge the god realms. As an Eternal, Kelsey was raised to hate—and ultimately wipe out demon clans. However, a powerful spell seals away her memories and godly strength. Lost and unaware of her true identity, she lives among demons… only to find herself trapped in a terrifying marriage she never chose. Luca is a calamity given form—a mixed-blood demon king, a dragon of annihilation to gods and mortals alike. Yet before his new bride, he is unexpectedly gentle, attentive… and devastatingly handsome. But their love is doomed. For Kelsey’s blood belongs to the god clans, sworn enemies of demons. And when her sealed memories begin to awaken, a voice commands her to kill her husband. As gods conspire, demon factions’ rebel, and long-buried truths about their origins come to light, Kelsey and Luca are forced to confront their fated destiny. Will love overcome destiny? And when the truth of their origins is revealed, what choice will they make?

[Congratulations, You have died at the hands of the All-father.] [The All-powerful Loathes You] [The All-knowing envies you] [The eyes of the Almighty is upon you] ALLgods: Ragnarok descended upon the world, taking it by storm, Millions of players tried but failed to complete the game. Then they gave up, all except Abel Smith. A seasoned game streamer whose trademark was completing every game he attempted with every class usable. His greatest challenge?, ALLgods: RagnaroK , the only game he couldn't beat. But when he finally makes it to the last Boss chamber (The council of the All-father), he falls once more. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, it was the trigger. A phenomenon ensued, and the game became reality. Making him the only person who knows how navigate this new world, and reach the end game. Ding! [Congratulations you have a divine fan!] [The blessing of the Almighty is upon you] [You have obtained the unique SSS-ranked skill, GOD'S HAND: The 100x Reward!] Armed with a unique player skill and the omniscience of a man who had played the same game a hundred times, Abel is no longer just a streamer for Men and gods, he’s the world’s only hope for survival. ________________ https://discord.gg/H5ZxmQfjZA

Chaos is not merely a word, but a reality that devours everything in silence. In a world where meaning has drowned and purpose has vanished, a boy continues to move forward. Not because he is the strongest, but because a fragile spark within him refuses to fade. He walks through dreams within dreams, through a reality that denies his existence, driven only by a hope without certainty and a question that refuses to die: if nothing has meaning, then why am I searching for meaning?

In a moment of smoke and swordsteel, Daemon Targaryen gains more than he bargained for: a son born in fire, bound from his first breath to a crimson hatchling. As whispers of succession coil through the court, the existence of a dragon-bonded bastard forces the royal family to confront a dangerous truth... Dragons obey no laws but their own.

“You are destined for great things, child. Doom is a great thing.” Aithne is a sweet and adventurous free spirited girl, but she’s also a noble princess of the Megorian regime. Her and her twin sister, Katherine are as thick as thieves, though with often contrasting personalities and beliefs, they would die for each other. The century long war against magic has finally ended, though the magic-borne continue to be persecuted, there’s finally peace across the continent of Bermiizhe. The ancient prophecy about ‘The Curse’ is known only to a few who have long forgotten its existence. Minds have become comforted with the facade of peace the people now thrive under, but their blanket of comfort is about to be ripped in the middle. The fire has begun to rage and rumble underneath Aithne's skin. It's begging to be unleashed. Like a volcano on the brink of eruption, it bubbles underneath her skin and goes unseen. But Aithne is a gentle soul, though rebellious with a knack for breaking rules, the princess is adored by all. This treacherous evil couldn't possibly exist within her. But the evil exists. ‘The Curse’ has finally begun to manifest, and the kingdom of Megor is at the brink of a civil war. It's almost naming day, and the next ruler of the West lies between the princesses and their uncle who's the rightful heir to the throne according to the laws of the land. The King is at an even greater war with himself. His decision could be the start of a revolution but he has to make the right decision even if it kills him. Betrayals and treachery, mixed right in the middle of a far greater evil continue to lurk within the walls of the palace, and the fate of the world rests unknowingly on Aithne's shoulders. But the evil isn't planning on staying hidden. It's brewing, bubbling, waiting to erupt. The Circle of Five are planning something sinister. The evil brewing within the walls of the Western Megorian palace must be stopped before it grows big enough to swallow them all, and they would do anything to stop it. Or rather, to stop her. Trigger warnings: -Violent speech/actions. -Very explicit descriptions of murder. -Depictions of suicidal thoughts/tendencies. -Non-explicit gore. -Explicit descriptions of a horrific birth.

Ashra Rabel is an ordinary, socially-awkward teenager, who, after a series of traumatic events in his life, succumbs to a spiraling depression. He ends up living in his school’s dorms, where he spends countless days and nights consuming stories of grandeur, his heart yearning to be released from his prison, and to be gifted a second chance at life—in a world with swords and magic, where he can become a Hero and forge genuine, more meaningful bonds, not unlike the stories he reads. One day, on his way back from a trip to a convenience store, his life is changed. Suddenly, he awakens as… a baby?! “Congratulations, King Regius, Queen Eslin. The Prince is a healthy boy!” It turns out he was reborn… summoned?—as the only heir to one of five influential kingdoms---Seraphis Eltath Verlice. Yet, unbeknownst to him, a storm brews behind the curtains, concerning matters far more divine and profane than himself, threatening to destroy this new world of his—leaving him questioning the reason for his rebirth, and just what role he'll be forced to play in his new life. (Available on Royal Road.)

To summarize this story in one sentence: A boy is Chosen to stand against a person who was never meant to be evil but now rules it. In the long term, without any spoilers. It's about a boy who becomes a god but still chooses to be human. A story about the cost of power and why someone would want it. When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked. Not just with grief, but also with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the descendant of a powerful Queen of Woewyn, a kingdom on a realm carrying good and bad in excess. Raised on Earth by the Queen who lied to save his life, Damon is gifted and burdened by a power that literally bends elements and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring into The Multiverse, some disguised as humans. Chronisouls, some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that hurts him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the simplicity he always wanted, getting something better... or obtaining worse. (He doesn't really look like the cover. I only used it 'cause a friend made it for me and it's pretty cool.)

In a world where humans are at war with ihe uwge, an alien species with more advanced technology, jelo, a weak bullied kid falls off a ravine and gets the a system. but it’s not just any system, he gets the primordial dragon system, a system that predates humanity and promises to make him stronger than any other person on the planet but some of the quests are weird, [Get 5 hours of sunlight] [Consume 1200kg of meat] [Your fuel reserves are low!, you must eat a dabba heart] And as well, his flaw, which causes him to be obessed with revenge. Read this book if you want to watch how Jelo manages to deal with the system and he wrestles with having so much power over every other being.

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation with him. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! No mother betrayal either!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/BUnnWjnWZw check out more- https://ko-fi.com/jin_moon Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!

Option 2：Game of Thrones: The Lustful Plunderer System Option 3：Execution Day: I Awakened the Slaughter System in Westeros The cold Valyrian steel of 'Ice' pressed against my neck. Ned Stark stood above me, ready to swing. I was a deserter of the Night's Watch, and I had one second to change my fate. I didn't die that day. Instead, I awakened something far more dangerous than the White Walkers: The Killing System. In this cruel game of thrones, I am not a hero. I am a Hunter. [Ding! Enemy Killed.] [Experience Points Devoured. Attributes Increased!] [Skill Plundered: Grandmaster Swordsmanship!] From the frozen North to the burning South, I turn the world into my personal hunting ground. I killed the Night's Watch Commander to seize power. I manipulated the Starks for leverage. I hatched a mutated three-headed dragon born of Ice and Fire to rule the skies. I don't play by the rules of honor. I play to win. And the prize? Not just the Iron Throne, but the most beautiful women in the Seven Kingdoms. From the wild Wolf Girl of Winterfell to the Lioness Queen of King's Landing, and even the Mother of Dragons across the Narrow Sea... I will plunder them all. Winter is coming? No. I AM the Winter. What to expect: Ruthless Protagonist: A pragmatist who kills without hesitation. No mercy for enemies. Solo Leveling Vibe: Kill enemies -> Plunder Stats & Skills -> Become a God. Dragon Rider: Master of "Winter," a unique three-headed dragon. Harem: Unapologetic ambition. Conquering Queens, Princesses, and Noble Ladies. Plot Omniscient: Using knowledge of the future to manipulate major events and destroy enemies like Littlefinger and the Lannisters.

Storm was a young dragon from a small clan of dragons that hid away in a mountain range in the continent of Xylos. On the anniversary of his 50th year of hatching, human hunters found the clan and slew them. Storm lost himself into hatred and vengeance and for 50 years he hunted and killed humans mercilessly until a chance encounter with a childhood friend he though long dead freed him of the madness that plagued him.

Yasenia is a child born different from the rest. Her mother, Tatyana, used an ancient technique she found to absorb the world's energy to get pregnant instead of having regular intercourse. Her objective was to create a lover for herself after the endless years of solitude, and all the heartbreaks that covered her heart in eternal ice. While pregnant, a strange soul seems to try to seize her child's body to be reborn; a shame that Tatyana is someone not to be messed with. In her rage, she destroys the sense of self and memories, leaving only a husk of the soul, and uses it to nourish Yasenia. What Tatyana didn't know at that time was that this would change Yasenia in ways she never expected. Consider supporting me on Patreon.com/Mortrexo Or donating on Paypal.com/paypalme/Mortrexo Uploading on Wattpad Uploading on Webnovel Uploading on Archive of Our Own (AO3). Uploading on Fenrirealm Discord-> https://discord.gg/NJN2GcgRwb Novel Cover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/novel-cover-2-86054319 Artist: https://twitter.com/_taaakaaaa

Year 2035. The game that rewrote reality. Glory Lords: Arcane War isn’t just the most immersive VR ever created — it becomes the world itself. Nations collapse into rankings. Power becomes law. And players become gods. For most, it’s a game. For Ethan Parker, it’s the end of everything. One reckless night in Las Vegas, he gambles on the only Legendary artifact in existence— the Stone of Glory. He loses. And that single loss costs him his future. When the game merges with reality, the man who wins it — Griffin Musk — rises as the ruler of a new world. Ethan, once the #1 player on Earth, is stripped of everything. His account. His power. His freedom. Broken. Tortured. Discarded. Until— he wakes up at the beginning. This time, he remembers everything. This time… he plays to win. And this time— the game breaks its own rules for him. He gains what no one else in the world possesses: A private territory. A system no one can access. And the only true Legendary unit in existence— a Green Dragon that evolves, thinks, and grows stronger with him. Not a pet. Not a summon. A force capable of rewriting the world itself. As Ethan rises faster than anyone in history, the world begins to notice. Governments. Militaries. Corporations. Hidden powers in the dark. And Griffin Musk. But Ethan isn’t here for revenge alone. He’s here to take back the future. And this time— he won’t lose.

After waking up, Lynn traveled across the continent of Westeros. At the beginning, Ned Stark pinned him to the ground and prepared to behead him. Fortunately, Lynn awakened the killing system in time! Kill 1 enemy, experience +1 "Increase experience!" [Riding skill 9/10 → 10/10, level increased] [Riding (Proficient) 0/100] Watch Lynn ascend to the Iron Throne step by step from an ordinary person with no power! [Multiple Women][Game of Thrones][Development and Upgrade][Lord, Hegemony, Garrison, Farming][Dragon]

Within Tieling County, it all began in a village called Heimu. The Wu family's foundation was laid across generations allowing it to thrive. From a small family in a tiny village, it grew to a dominant clan with reach extending across the whole continent. Our Demon Ancestor, Wu Tianmo, took a unique path. He didn't rush off to a sect and leave his village. He decided to stay, to build a clan that would last a millennia.

He gazed upon the sea below him as the air rushed on his face. The summer years brought calm and he found some peace from seeing upon the sea extending from horizon to horizon. No past, no future, and no memory could be found within the limitless water. More peace than he had found in the last few years. He saw Cloudwynd's head turn slightly towards him, his constant companion occasionally flapping her wings to maintain their glide through the sky. He felt her concern for him, knowing when he would enter his brooding self. Dragons were passionate and took what they want, but the past few years have not been kind to him or his people, all of which Cloudwynd witnessed. "Everything will be alright, girl," he reassured in High Valyrian as he took his hand off one of her spines and reached forward to rub her neck, her bluish-greenish scales glistening in the sunlight. He got a snort from her in response, not really satisfied with his answer but decided to accept it. His only concern right now was to fly towards his destination, to ensure his people's safe passage. Beneath him were vessels ferrying those he was charged with towards their new destination, the last bastion for their people. Fifty ships carrying barely two thousand five hundred men, women, and children across water over four moon turns. Remnants of a great civilization long extinguished from the memory of those that now took their place. The land prowess of the Valyrian army through the Tarareons, cavalrymen and explorers who could boast about expanding the Freehold's reach without the dragons. Valyria's knowledge of blood magic, healing, and other rituals preserved through the Leniars. Lastly, the Rahitheons' skill as smiths, builders, and engineers preserved the wonders of Valyrian technology. The survival of their civilization and culture rested on all of them and one misstep could see the flame of Valyria die out for good. And then there was himself. Barely nine and ten, Jaenyx was the last scion of the Belaerys', one of the oldest and most powerful dragonlord families in old Valyria. A family that had great figures such as Jaenara Belaerys, the famed explorer of Sothoryos, included in their ancestry. Prompted by Valyria's leaders to recolonize the Basilisk Isles, the Belaerys' settled at the edge of Sothoryosi wilderness along with three other Valyrian families, all of whom could not hope to survive the dangers of that continent by themselves. Previous attempts to colonize the Basilisk Isles, seen as a first step towards further expansion south, had ended in failure. Yet, the new colony thrived under the Belaerys' stewardship. Being in the Basilisk Isles was what saved the colonists from the Doom. Unfortunately, despite nearly a century of inhabiting the Isles, a recent turn of events had put their people in dire circumstances and the Isles were no longer safe for them. Despairing over the coming extinction of Valyria, Jaenyx remembered that there was one other place that they could journey towards, a place where a certain dragonlord had fled to after his daugther's now prophetic warning about the destruction of the Freehold: Dragonstone. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

Robert huffed; he would not give his friend all of the tools. Let him figure some of it out himself. "Wherever you think best." Before his friend could press the matter, he changed the topic. "Now, I did not just come to ask you to be my hand. I also came to suggest something else." "Your Grace?" Ned replied. "I wish to strengthen the bond between our families. We shall be united in blood as we would have been had Lya and I married." Robert said. "Your daughter and my son are of an age; they shall be betrothed, and the girl shall accompany us south." "I…" Ned stammered. Robert continued. "And your eldest son and my daughter Myrcella are of an age. They shall be married before we leave for King's Landing." Robert saw his friend's mouth open in shock once more. He grinned. "Well? Are you going to answer or are you going to keep gaping at me like a fish?" Ned stared at him then took a deep breath. "I…I am…I am honoured by this favour, Your Grace." Robert felt his grin widen and he pulled Ned into a crushing embrace. "Our families were meant to be united, Ned. This time they will be." Want to read advanced chapters? If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."