Blue-eyes Black Dragon Novels & Stories

Elise giggled. She strolled to the center of the circle. Elise turned to face them as she shifted into her dragon. She was beautiful. She had the same oil-slick black as Tyson but with deep teal instead of red on her chest, belly, and wings. The teal glimmered with flashes of emerald, purple, and royal blue as she moved. She looked like she was glowing in the moonlight. “Lead the way, my furry friends,” the dragon rumbled as she lifted into the air with one flap of her wings.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

I watched in fear and amazement as I noticed the small figure behind the smokescreen. I gawked at the small dragon that fits snuggly in my hand. Its purple eyes met mine as it sat calmly. Its black belly scales faded to a cobalt blue as it traveled up to meet its body scales. Its two horns protruded straight at the back of the parietal before the bone sloped down. The eyes were encircled with black scales as I met them again. A huff came from its nostrils as it stared at me. "You're beautiful..." I muttered, getting a hiss in response, the tail twitching a little in annoyance. "What?"

If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinity unto them, then why should he. Lochness, being a proud black dragon and representative of the dragons without affinities, disagreed with these views, thus pitting the two friends against one another. Lochness wanted equality for all dragons regardless of their magical potential. He truly believed that one should not be judged by what abilities they are born with, rather the results they produce.

"A dragon crashed down from the sky and burnt it down to the ground!" "A dragon?!" Hayden asks. "Yes!" Daniel's lips are quivering. "It's a Fae familiar. And one of the royal Fae families seems to control it! We expect them to attack the neighboring village next in a display of strength! They are still marching through vampire territory!" Before anyone has uttered another word, I speak up, entirely shaken by hearing this. "How did the dragon look like?" Daniel turns to me, wetting his lips. "It was larger than any other dragon I've ever seen, scales purely black and its eyes blazing red. Fire came out through his flaring nostrils, and the cry is different, louder."

A dark, terrifyingly majestic tattoo of a black dragon with glowing red eyes is coiled tightly across my chest, its primal design incredibly vivid and lifelike against my skin. "The Blood-Eyed Black Dragon tattoo… That is completely impossible!" Herman suddenly coughs up a massive spray of warm blood, but his mind barely even notices the physical pain. His finger shakes uncontrollably as he points straight at my chest, his entire body trembling with deep, primal fear and absolute awe. "Forgive my old soul… My eyes were completely blind to your true status! My mind didn't recognize your body as a direct member of the royal lineage!" Herman stammers, his knees bucking.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

She was the very first fire dragon. Oaestr then turned to the other little hatchling, Faeyr’s twin, and smiled a very special smile. He was a dull black color with a red iridescence, like a hidden warmth within darkness. “You remind me so much of your father, my beloved shadow drake.” She cooed. “But you are not a creature of shadows. You burn like your sister like the blood within me burns for your father. I shall call you Bleyd.” The little drake, the very first blood dragon, roared in delight. Together with his sister, they flew around the cave, twisting and twirling around one another, always together, just like all dragons carry fire within their blood.

He is so terrifying, and I'm no match for him! However, I halted when a gigantic figure blocked me. My eyes widened at the sight of a gigantic blue dragon. He also emitted a dark immense aura. But I can see his dual aura—blue and dark. He seems to have a hard time controlling his power. His golden blue eyes sometimes flickered in a dark hue. I was wrong. He didn't completely go berserk yet. I think this man was still trying to control himself from completely turning mad. "You resembled my Leonora a lot. Who are you?! Are you her... daughter?!" the blue dragon asked sternly.

I whispered back remembering, searching his eyes, As soon as I said it his eyes softened to a blue as if those words had calmed him. “WE don’t,” he replied softly, his eyes all shades of green, blue, and gold. "Is that what you are? A Dragon?" I asked staring up into his galaxy eyes, his arms around me stiffened, "yes," he replied his eyes skimming my face as if gauging my reaction. I shook my head wondering what I had gotten myself into, I thought Lycans were a mess, but Dragons! "I didn't know that Dragons were-" "Handsome?" He asked grinning, his white teeth which were definitely not as sharp as I thought they would be appearing.