Blue Dragon Names Novels & Stories

And there they were, our five little dragons, breaking free of their shells with tiny claws and tiny wings and tiny, furious roars that echoed off the stone walls. It was the most terrifyingly beautiful thing I had ever seen. Each of them was perfect in their own way. Ryn, with his shimmering blue scales and mischievous golden eyes. Tetris, who had Lorien’s fiery red coloring and a curious streak a mile wide. Duncan, solid and steady, with dark bronze scales and a quiet strength that reminded me of his father. Eina, delicate and graceful, with silver wings that sparkled like moonlight. And Violet, my little wildflower, with deep violet scales and a fierce, stubborn spirit that let you know r

The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color. We hadn’t changed her name when she shifted for the first time. Unlike other Dragons, she had also been born with a Dragon Stone, which was the Angel Aura quartz. The Stone was beautiful, with a white base and a mixture of iridescent colors. She was the most beautiful Dragon that I have ever seen. Depending on how the light hit her, her coloring would shimmer with a colorful aura. The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel.

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

Looking at his up close, I could see the semblance between him and Zephyros. "Turn the portrait over and point at your mother." I nodded and did as he said. The picture of two stunning women came to view and my breath hitched on seeing them both. One was smiling sweetly, the other was scowling. I looked from one face to the other. Both women had blue in the roots of their hair and as it stretched out, it turned raven black. Odd. Mother's hair was black through and through. "Dye."Lord Leandros said. "Xanthia liked to cover the blue. Mostly in honor of her mother's memory and to rile her old man up." He smiled fondly.

She told me that it had been a while since her dragon was out. “I just worry. I haven’t shifted in so long.” I state. “Everything is going to be fine. My dragon is terribly excited to meet Gemma.” Dray says. “Oh shit, I just realized that I don’t know the names of your dragons.” I blurt out. “Grendel is my dragon's name,” Dray tells me. “My dragon’s name is Haldor,” Drake states.

Then he let the flame go out. The two shift, and go back to the same spot they wore before, and immediately start flirting, which makes Ryan laugh. Turning to Abraxas and Iposa, he asks: - And you two? Can I see your dragons? Without opening their mouths, Abraxas and Iposa get up and run to the shore, shifting. Abraxas was a dragon like Argenta's but green and Iposa, similar to her brother, but blue. - Hello Ryan, my name is Lethon. - the big green dragon says.

The blood flowed from his nose. He wiped it unconsciously, making him stilled upon seeing it. “Shit. You know what your name means, twig?” he murmured sleepily. “No. Tell me what my name means, please?” I begged just to hear his voice. I wished I could hear it over and over again until I let go of my last breath. “Hmm. The flower, blue iris. It symbolizes faith and hope.” He coughed out. It was fresh blood. God, don’t, please!

he bent down, planting a kiss on her lips as the boat motored along. Madchen still couldn’t believe this handsome man claimed her as her mate, or that he was a real honest to god dragon. She often wondered if she was lucky, or insane.Drago reassured her every day that she was neither and he was the lucky one to have a stunning redhead for a mate. Finally, the shore came into view,and she was blessed to gaze upon the prettiest water she had ever seen.The greenish/blue water was the most amazing color, so calm and transparent. As

Blue Firebird spoke calmly. "Wait a moment. If I create a domain from the three, what about my original power?" I am a dragon, and I have dragon blood. If it must be, the domain must be connected to the power of my dragon clan." Long Chen replied, somewhat rejecting Blue Firebird's idea.

“I am the Warden of the Deepwood. Protector of lost things. Keeper of rare things.” Her eyes glowed brighter. “And you, Violet Black… are a very rare thing.” My throat closed, she knew my name and she knew me. Blue growled, tail puffed, little wings rising defensively. The woman didn’t even blink. “Put the hatchling down. Dragons are loud when they are frightened and my garden hates noise.” Blue froze mid-growl and I froze mid-life. “How do you know my name?” My voice shook. I hated it. But fear does that.