Adult Blue Dragon Miniature Novels & Stories

In short seconds that felt like minutes, the top part of the egg fell off, and staring at them while screeching softly was a blue-eyed dragon with white soft scales. Alaric gasped, “Blue eyes with white scales? That is unheard of,” he said, reaching down to carry the dragon. As soon as it was in his arms, it turned into a baby. It was a baby girl, and her blue eyes glowed softly. “My little angel is the first of her kind,” Alaric chuckled. “Will it be a problem?” Mariah asked. She was worried. A dragon’s eye color tells of its scales' color; there was no dragon with a different eye color from their scales, and no matter how happy she was with her little one, she was worried.

Madison asks breathlessly. "About this big." Hugo holds his hands maybe three feet apart. "Young. Still learning to fly properly." "That's not very big for a dragon," Ethan observes. "Most dragons in literature are depicted as enormous. Large enough to—" "This is a special dragon," Hugo interrupts gently. "A rare breed. They stay small but they're very strong." Across the table, Scarlett reaches for the prosecco bottle again. Her aim is slightly off. The bottle wobbles. Morton catches it before it tips. "Scarlett—"

I contemplated for a moment, only interrupted by Raja's voice. 'That is a dragon's growl, my lady.' "A dragon?" I voices out absentmindedly when I was just supposed to talk with Raja in my mind. "A dragon?" Prince Evan and Prince David echoed my question, they were looking at me now. "Yes. That must be the dragon of the magical healer," Demitri answered. "The question is, what kind of dragon is it, so we would know what attack should we expect." 'He's not my kind. He's a blue dragon. The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed.

Anala says, just as I hear a roar in the stadium. I turn and see that Morgan has shifted into a gorgeous blue dragon, the color of blue topaz, a water dragon. “Is she a pure dragon?” I ask, completely enthralled with her glittering scales. “Yes, she’s like me, hatched in a lab,” Anala says distractedly. The talking in the stadium has stopped and all eyes are on the claim below. “You are mine, Morgan,” Aithlin says stepping forwad. Morgan roars, water pouring out of her mouth like a heavy waterfall.

’ I ask my dragon and a scrub the rough patch of skin that is starting to shed. ‘They are the weakest of the thunder. They serve their purpose by breeding the reds and blues, but they are definitely a whiny bunch,' she grumbles. Tymyr had two greens, a red, a blue, a bronze, and Cyryl. While the red, blue, and bronze hatchlings grumble and whine for someone to scratch them, it’s the greens who make the most noise. Because she’s annoyed with her own itching, Cyryl’s patience with them has grown very thin. She frequently snaps at them, like she’s about to do right now.

“Who are you? And why do you disturb my slumber?” A deep mature female voice resounded in the chamber. Matthew got a good look at Cobalt. She was lindwurm type dragon with a long flat tail like a crocodile’s. Her arms were webbed and had fins on the side. She had deep blue eyes and frills on her cheeks. She also had three horns on top of her head that curved to the back. The scales on most of her body were dark blue from her spiked spine and became lighter as it went to her under belly until it was white. Upon better look, Matthew noticed that she had gills behind the frills.

Asides from being future Alphas, they were also related to nagas, the rarest mythical snakes and to dragons, one of the mightiest mythical beasts. So when Chasin, an onyx black dragon with large leathery wings landed in the party in front of the twins, it was no surprise that everyone wanted to be associated with the twins. They were still in awe of the black dragon who had transformed into a young man with smooth hazelnut ecru skin color when another dragon flew into sight. This time, it was a stone blue dragon, smaller than the black dragon. The blue dragon also transformed and brown monolid eyes smiled at the twins. Ryoko was a fire dragon, like her father while her older brother, Chasin

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

Mythi hugs me to comfort me. “Unnie. Blue is just doing his job. Oppa is still his senior.” She says to calm me down. “But I want to surprise oppa.” I say while pouting. “I want to surprise him too, unnie. But Blue is right. Oppa needs to know.” Mythi continues. I sigh. “What can I do now? Blue is already talking to him.” “Black Dragon.” Blue says over the phone and looks at us. “No, there’s no problem. Your sisters are safe and sound.”

I will look death in the face and spit in its eye. He stands over me-the great beast I spent my life hating. I was told my dragon captor would be blue and he is. Though blue doesn't quite cover the shades of color rippling over his scales. From the fairest blue sky to the dark of the moon, the light illuminates his incredible hide. His monstrous body is larger than I ever imagined. And his eyes. Their stunning blue depths hold nothing but death. "What are you staring at, female?"