Blue Eyes Tyrant Dragon の小説・ストーリー

Mom had fought desperately to gather money, yet this man spent his as if it were nothing. My heart pounded. Strangely, I hoped he would win. The gavel struck. “Sold.” I officially became his. In the private room backstage, when he removed his mask, I stared at him without blinking. He was younger than I had imagined. Handsome in a way that wasn’t gentle—more like a blade sharpened too finely. His hair was jet black, falling neatly in place. His eyes— I went still. His eyes looked like mine. Or maybe… my eyes looked like his.

"You know, in the world of mages, eye color is a significant indicator of power. For regular mages, when they're tapping into their abilities, their eyes turn a vivid shade of purple. It's a well-known trait, almost a hallmark of their magic." He paused, looking intently at Astrid. "But for the royal family, it's different. They possess a unique and rare eye color. When they channel their powers, their eyes transform into a mesmerizing shade of opalescent teal, shimmering with hues of blue and green. This color is a symbol of their elevated status and the ancient magic flowing through their veins."

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.

The dragon seemed to be satisfied because he closed his eyes and relaxed to his touch. “Can't he talk like other creatures?” he asked, admiring his white-blue body with a light blue underbelly, giving him the appearance and texture of a cloud. He has sky-blue eyes, along with a strip of light blue on his forehead. He has two golden horns were on the back of his head and a pair of large feathery wings that curl up at the tip. “He does not talk but he understands everything we say.” the king answered. “I see.” Jimmy nodded, then his gaze landed on a collar around his neck. It had a beautiful Ruby in the middle. “It's very nice,” he mumbled, gently touching the stone.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

Beautiful. Was the first word that rang in my head as grey piercing eyes met mine. The King didn't have horns like the rumors had said, he was no ugly beast, and he certainly didn't have ugly fangs hanging out from his mouth, no. The King… was beautiful in a powerful masculine way… He was the most handsome man I'd ever seen. Almost like he belonged with gods and not us mere were-folks. But why… Why did he look familiar? Those grey eyes didn't leave mine, I watched in horror as the expression in them morphed from shock to blinding fury. His face was bright red with rage.

That color. That brilliant, cosmic blue was still swirling faintly in her pupils before fading back to her natural shade of green. My gut twisted. I had seen the terrified faces of Bilan and Wollan, had seen the bodies of the men who had lost their lives while serving the kingdom. Based on all reports, those Direwolves had those exact same glowing, cosmic blue eyes. And then came the sound. The violent tremor that had just rocked the earth was followed instantly by that ancient, primordial howl ripping through the peaks.

He narrowed his eyes as if he imagined the scene. "So why might people fear you, even though you're an Emperor and all" she drawled lazily wondering when this dream would become more interesting. She noticed a blue bird fly behind the Emperor and glanced at its colourful beak. It was a dark blue, almost navy and it seemed to glare at her. A silence loomed over them. It was heavy and most people would quickly say something like, 'you don't need to answer that if it's too personal', Alexis almost did as well, until she remembered this was a dream person. Not someone with actual feelings.

He looked into its eyes and they held the promise of a lot of things the dragon had seen in his lifetime. Their eyes locked for a while, and the dragon's irises changed from the usually dark-coloured eyes to a fiery golden brown. Dragomir could recognize that look anywhere, he was one too familiar with it, so when the dragon lowered its head till it's large head was inches away from his face. He knew what was next and so he had to act fast. ‘What’s your name?', he questioned in his head. The dragon stopped briefly but then went on to open its large jaws revealing long sharp teeth.

I guess the first was Sierra and then Holly, I look at Tanya that smiles and jumps off the roof when I hear the barrier shatter like glass or like the iceball that Tanya created. I look down toward where Tanya jumped and I see her shift mid air, I gasp when I see her dragon form, she is almost as large as Aziel and black but with blue spikes and I guess her eyes are also blue. "Little one? I need you to run toward the side of the house and jump as far out as you can and I will catch you okay?" Tanya's voice says in my mind and I laugh.