Blue Eyes Silver Dragon Novels & Stories

It was dark and damp, she was submerged in the water up to her knees, the white dress she wore was soaked and heavy. Her head is still fuzzy, the limbs aren;t moving as she directed. A silver dragon in front of her staring down, the crystal like bluish silver color of its eyes were pretty. However, why is it crying? Was it hurt? Does it not feel good? On her back heard a child hurling down crying as well and the black pup kept barking at the poor child. Finally a limb took a step, she wanted to walk near the child when her dress got caught up by the dragon.

As a solution—like I’m the answer to a question nobody wanted to ask. And answers always come with a price. I’m standing at the edge of the southern clearing—the place where the circle held Violet. The grass grew back in spirals, like it remembers the old ritual, curling around the spot where it tried to burn itself into the earth. No scar, though. That’s what rattles everyone. Lydia’s magic didn’t leave a wound. I took it. Pulled it into myself. The silver under my skin’s quieter now, but heavier. Like metal that cooled too quickly but still remembers being on fire.

The air is crisp, the canopy rustles, and for the first time that morning I can breathe. But as soon as I step beneath the trees, a memory flashes—unbidden, bright as lightning. Fourteen years old. Running through these same woods. Heart pounding. Fear turning to something… more. A voice inside me that wasn’t my own—ancient, fierce, awakening with a roar that shook my bones. I am Veyla. The world had gone silver. Silver flames. Silver eyes staring back at me from the river’s surface. Power I wasn’t ready for, wouldn’t understand for years.

"Not really spying." "So, you're peeking at me?" "No. Not that either. I was just watching you." "Watching me without me knowing?" "Yeah. Something like that," said Eric, scratching his head. Ruby frowned at him and said, "Go on.” “I was also born with five spiritual powers. One is the original blue dragon, for water. Green dragon for earth. Red Dragon for fire. Purple dragon for mystical powers, which is also my Dark Crystal Dragon. It’s more of a darker power, but I only used it for good, I promise.”

I never want to stop, never want this feeling to end, but when I feel the warmth of the sun on my back, I realize we’ve been out here all night and into the morning. When I pull away from her, she looks up at me, her love for me shining in her eyes. Much like my sisters and the other Guardians, she has a golden rim to her eyes, only hers is around her pupil rather than around the iris. It turns her ice blue eyes to green where the two colors collide before fading to a bright gold color. I know that this is her dragon. “Do you think it will still be like this even after we leave here?” she asks me.

I can't believe what I am looking at. ''It's a dragon!'' I say shocked. A big blue dragon in the same color as Gabriel's eyes emerges. It has shiny scales and sharp claws. On its tail, there are sharp dark blue spikes. The eyes are orange like a big burning sun. ''Noelle this is Dagahra my dragon,'' Gabriel says.

However so were they. ‘Yes. Nor can he come back right now.’ Came Zekiel’s deep voice. Sybil looked up at the dragon. He was huge, black in color but when he shifted you could see this near blue sheen move over him. His eyes reminded her of the brightest blues in the ocean. He had a pointed face, massive black wings and onyx colored horns that swept back from the head and up in an elegant curve. He was a beautifully terrifying sight in her opinion.

Alexa cuts in excitedly. Facing her, "What do you mean by my face has changed, Alexa?" I was getting more confused by the minute. "Okay, you need to see it for yourself to know what we are saying." Saying this, she grabbed my hand, brought me to the car door window, and pointed, "Look.". Still confused, I slowly turned my head to the window and was shocked by what I saw. My straight ebony-black with strips of silver has completely turned into wavy silver with strips of gold and is reaching my waistline.

But he eagerly nodded his head and pointed to the Emerald Monkey with an expression of pride on his face. “Why aren’t you green then?” Mane asked in confusion. The thing that he found interesting was Silver’s origin. Silver’s aura was very much linked to the Emerald Monkey’s aura. In fact, Silver’s aura felt like it was born from the Emerald Crystal Monkey’s aura. The other Crystal Monkeys didn’t share that kind of connection with the Emerald Crystal Monkey. That was why Mane was curious to know the relation between the two. And his guess was right. Silver confirmed that the Emerald Monkey was his mother! But if that was the case, why wasn’t Silver also green?

“I swear I’m telling the truth!” Lucian’s expression remained cold. “What did she look like?” “She had dark hair,” Elias said quickly. “And silver eyes.” Silence. The room changed instantly. Amara felt it immediately. Kael’s posture stiffened. Lucian went unnaturally still. Even Dante—who had just entered behind them—stopped moving completely. Amara looked between them slowly. “…What?” No one answered immediately. That terrified her. Finally, Dante spoke quietly. “Silver eyes are rare.” Kael’s jaw tightened visibly.