Blue Eyes Silver Dragon Novels & Stories

He unleashed another deafening roar that sounded like it should’ve belonged to a dragon and not a Lycan. Guess that meant no. Silky tendrils of silver hair fell from his shoulders and into my face. The bond in my chest stirred and without thinking, I leaned forward and inhaled his scent. Pure moonlight, crushed black pepper, and sandalwood. Hearing my sharp inhale, Draco’s body stiffened from where it hovered above me. Slowly, he turned his head back to my face. I gasped as I took in his eyes. They were stunning, ethereal in a way that clashed with his brutal sort of beauty. Molten silver with bursts of cobalt around the irises.

Samantha “I wonder what you must think of Silverclaw, 12 of you were unable to convince me of your loyalty to my family, to Newblood.” My sharp gaze flickered over them all and I could feel the silver in my eyes flashing. Another thing that every Silverclaw member inherited with my blood alteration. The silver in our eyes makes its presence known to us, as well as everyone witnessing it. I could smell the terror on all of them, it practically engulfed the entire cabin.

The book was flat, with only a few pages, and that intrigued me even more. I opened the first page and began to read; “The Silver Bloods are a rare breed of werewolves, descended from the moon goddess herself. It is a line of only female wolves. Not that males are born from these females, but they never seem to inherit the qualities of their mother.” Interesting. There were special wolves out there that were more powerful than the norm. I turned a few more pages and stopped; “Characteristics: They appear fairly normal in their human form, except for their silver hair.”

He stood on top of the largest building of the city, he watched as he saw lots of blood being split on the floor. "You will pay for what you did!" Silver shouted as he change his form into that of a psychic vampire. He had a silvery-white hair, and a pair of blue wings that can be extracted and concealed within him. He was wearing a blue robe and by his right hand, he held a sword. The Dragon Sword. He went through the gate of the city and slayed those standing by the gate. "Come on out you scumbags, You have just tampered with another person's property and you shall all be punished by me!!"

My power and Audra's maybe contradicting, just like our personalities, but these are also the best amalgamated to maintain our balance. As of cue, we give our final blow as we both scream in too much pain. It is like our own power was being removed from us. We are starting to release our last card. Our dragons. From my merlot fire, a petrifying merlot red dragon take a shape as it breaths its own fire. It takes its wings and glides by the winds. Another roar echoes in the four corners of our spacious room. Our of Audra's ice mist, another colossal dragon materializes. Unlike mine, it has sapphire blue scales around its body and has a pair of arctic blue eyes that makes it much more terrifyin

I ask. " There," he says, and I look up where he is pointing. I don't see anything. Oh, wait. I see a little lightning bolt slowly turning into a shape, but as it comes closer, it gets more prominent, and I realize it's a sizeable, slender dragon. It has beautiful shimmering silver scales and piercing eyes. " It's beautiful," I breathe, unable to tear my gaze away from the captivating dragon.

Then it’s time for rain to shift, she stands strong ready, she is the only water dragon to be going with the party. “What is your dragon called?” I ask her, she smiles warmly. “Shui” Stepping forward she shifts, I watch as she changes into the most beautiful ice white dragon with sky blue flecks and bright blue eyes. Her white scales are almost like glitter when the sun hits them. She is smaller than the male dragons but her dragon out shines them all. “She’s pretty impressive” I turn to look at Denu, she rolls her eyes “Ok, she is stunning” she says, I just laugh at her.

“A dragon teeth determined my sit on this throne and they think I would hide someone that is a threat to it?” “Come to think of it.” Vaelor turned to me. “The First time we met,” My stomach dropped but I didn’t jump. I remained calm. “You had Silver hair.” He continued. “And your eyes are kind of silver too. Might I say you are the Silver dragon?” For a brief moment, my eyes twitched. “That hair was a disguise.” I finally responded touching the dark hair disguise I had on. “That was a joke.” He muttered. “You are far too wicked to be the Silver dragon.”

My heart caught in my throat when I saw her. No doubt Seraphina. Her face was nearly identical to mine, only that her eyes were a mismatch green and brown. “I never thought I would see the water dragon in my life again,” she said in a cheerful voice. “This was worth the gamble.” The water dragon was an actual dragon made of water. It hovered in the air behind Silver and Amy. I could not begin to imagine how much water was in that thing. With that in his corner, it was no wonder that Silver had been able to evade Seraphina for twelve years while being a teenager himself.

The ground beneath me shakes violently, forcing me to bend my knees to stay upright, but the crowd above ripples with excitement and applause, loving every second of it. I’ve never seen a beast like this. It’s… beautiful. Long and lean, it shines in the faint moonlight–washed in dry, cracked silver-blue scales. Wings expand along its back–like a bat, but pearlescent, a kaleidoscope of blues, greens, and silvers. Like water. A water dragon. A water dragon bound by iron chains and forced to live within the dirt lined hellscape of the arena.