Baju Dragon Novels & Stories

“ Mam, this gown is looking so beautiful on you. It seems like it has been made only for you, ” “ Thanks.. ” she replied with a faint smile, “ Mam, it looks like you are in a mixed thought of something. If you are thinking something about your partner or something then trust me, you just go meet your partner wearing this dress, he would be flattened and would walk around you like a puppy, hehe, ” the salesgirl seemed too ambitious of her job, Maya sighed, “ Puppy? You wouldn't have said this if you had met him ever, he is a dragon, huh, ”

Overall, the coat got more fitted, the waistcoat's length was reduced, the waistcoat's sleeves were eliminated, and the hem was cut horizontally. The two women were wearing long white dresses with embroidery small flower designs, but they were different colors. “We’re ready – Drakaina, it’s Chen.” Hana immediately approached as she looked down her path and slowly raised her gaze to Chen while holding her skirt. “Hi,” said Hana. Chen was stunned at his stance as he just stared at Hana's face. “H-Hi. You look amazing.” “Thanks,” she fixed her hair on her right ear. “Your outfit suits you well.”

The dragon whined unhappily, struggling around in her arms to get away. Ongoing theme of her life. She had to tighten her grip to keep the creature from chewing on the gaudy bronze plates that were strapped on its back. "Just for a few minutes." The dragon rider tried to soothe him, scratching under the clunky headpiece that had been custom forged just for the dragon. "Please just hang on for a while until I manage to prove my dear father wrong, and I'll take these stupid things off you."

I had never been a girly girl, never been the type to dream of being a princess, but I had never felt more beautiful. The dress was a deep red, matching the color of Finn’s dragon (another tradition — for the female mate’s dress to match the dragon’s coloring), but with a black layer of chiffon and black embroidery and sparkles over it all. The sweetheart neckline extended to long sleeves that began just off of my shoulders, and the full skirt ended with a small train behind me. The simple bun Adelina had told me she was doing was anything but simple. The strands wove together into an intricate knot at the base of my neck, and the subtle yet beautiful makeup she had painted on my face was da

Layla was clearly startled when she heard the dragon shifters were still in existence. A series of questions arose in her and she decided to wait until she saw the dragons before she asked Riven. She took a quick bath after Riven and chose a cherry red gown and matching sandals. The gown hugged her bosom and her waist and flared down up to the top of her knees. The gown had short lacy sleeves and she was okay with it because the scars were totally gone. Her skin looked totally flawless, as smooth as the ocean pearl and Riven couldn't resist complimenting her great beauty.

But nothing had prepared her for this: being claimed by two twin dragons at the same time. Kuzey, the wilder of the two, tore her dress with a claw that still bore traces of iridescent black scales. The thin fabric ripped like paper, sliding off her shoulders and revealing firm, heavy breasts with rosy nipples that were already hard from both excitement and the chill of the night. “By the ancient gods… just look at her,” Kuzey murmured, his deep voice reverberating like a roll of thunder. His golden eyes gleamed with predatory hunger.

But knowing the truth is different than seeing it. "Kora." "Do you want me, mate?" she queries, her voice as demanding as it is inquisitive. "Now that you have seen what I am?" "You are my mate," I growl in response, taking my own more bestial form, a dragon made of storms and fire, large and black with scales of gold and gray. "And I intend to claim you." "Then do it, mate!" she hisses, challenging me. "Catch me and I'm yours."

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

The off-shoulder dress exposed my neck and shoulders boldly. Sighing, I slid my fingers along the waist of the dress, where the skirt and chest piece of the outfit met, and also where I had embedded the shape of the dragon the stars revealed to me that night, with small coin-sized diamonds. I didn’t have an exact reason for why I had, but it definitely completed the look, something small to glimmer under the bright lights. Taking a deep breath, I looked at myself in the mirror. I had kept my make-up to a minimum, apart from the ruby lipstick that stood out alarmingly. I left my hair flow into its usual waves, leaving it down completely, letting it graze my shoulders and back softly.

All four of them were great masters! The Azure Dragon was a skinny looking middle-aged man who had a green dragon tattooed on his neck. Although he sat quietly and did not speak much, his strong aura was hard to dismiss. The Vermillion Peafowl was a woman in her thirties which caused Darryl’s eyes to brighten the moment he laid eyes on her. She was dressed in a burgundy long dress with dark red hair which nicely complemented her alluring body and appearance. However, an air of danger lingered around her presence which made her seem dangerous to approach just like an enchanting snake.