Blue-eyes White Dragon Blanket Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry. I forgot that it is rude to pet someone.” Another grumble, followed by something gripping me around the waist. I’m pulled towards the dragon. If my hands were not in front of me then I would have slammed into him, face first. “You don’t mind me touching you?” I asked. Taran shakes his head. My fingers trace the red scales varying in hue. Some are bright red, some scarlet, other a blood red all with thin golden marbling. “You’re beautiful,” I whisper. I look up into Taran’s reddish-orange eyes. “And you’re warm. I assumed you would feel clammy. I thought the dragons were cold-blooded, but you aren’t. You’re warmer than me.”

I will look death in the face and spit in its eye. He stands over me-the great beast I spent my life hating. I was told my dragon captor would be blue and he is. Though blue doesn't quite cover the shades of color rippling over his scales. From the fairest blue sky to the dark of the moon, the light illuminates his incredible hide. His monstrous body is larger than I ever imagined. And his eyes. Their stunning blue depths hold nothing but death. "What are you staring at, female?"

A colourful butterfly landed on her finger, the purple and pink pattern with touches of white was intricately designed. And then there were the beautiful humans and creatures that walked about oblivious to the intrusion from the outside world. Dragons of different colours and sizes, some were high up in the air, close to the sun. Raisel doubted now if that was the sun. It looked like a beautiful ball of vibrant flame of fire of some sort. The light from the fire reflected on the colourful dragons in the sky, casting off different colours of light down to the earth. The reflection of the colours bounced off clear surfaces. Some dragons barely moved about in their forms, much smaller dragons w

Suddenly I heard a thunderous, angry screech and a simultaneous shriek of deadly pain. Everything happened so fast and I was still feeling dazed by the turn of events. To my shock stood the flaming, beheaded body of Czar and a huge, beautiful female dragon spread her wings in magnificent glory in the background. The dragon seemed to have gone out of control as she singlehandedly decimated the entire rogue population fighting against us. She was a beautiful light blue dragon with scales of colours ranging from hues of blue to purple. She looked like a Goddess and by the looks of it, I could tell that she was a Sea Dragon.

Violet’s POV I stared at Blue, the dragon who now barely fit inside the satchel she once curled into. She was growing way too fast, her shimmering scales glowing with a stronger hue of sapphire every day, her energy pulsing like a second heartbeat beside mine. She yawned again, tail swiping across the floor like she owned the space now. Then I turned and looked at the pile of gifts stacked in the corner of our room, gifts from them. Luxurious robes lined with defensive runes, enchanted books that whispered in forgotten tongues, jewelry humming with protective magic, and those damn apartment keys. Four different keys from four maddening men.

Loukas explained. I noticed that Kaelayni and Mykynzye gave each other a look when Loukas said that about dragon shifters, but I will address that later. Alaexys, Jaylin, Dareia, Danallae and Laehya all had dragons sitting on their shoulders. They were the size of house cats. Not the other cats that have been here for a few days that think they are lap sized. Alaexys had a pink dragon sitting on her shoulder. I was not surprised that it was pink. Just about everything about her is pink. Jaylin’s little dragon was green like an emerald. Dareia had a little black dragon which would go back and forth between her and Donte. Danallae’s dragon reminded me of a ruby. It was dark red and shimmery. T

I’ve pinched myself three times already and I’m still here. The dragon before me is a sight to behold. Dragons don’t exist and that’s how I know I’m dreaming. Its scales are a deep shimmering blue, like the depths of the ocean. Its eyes, a brilliant golden hue and its wings are so large they seem to stretch across the sky. The dragon’s long neck curves gracefully and its tail swishes back and forth in a hypnotic rhythm.

Gunther suggests. “Then he would know where to find her wouldn’t he?” “Maybe he can’t cross the border because a ward keeps him on his side?” “But his eyes are the same as Aurum’s. I think he’s related to her.” “For all we know all dragons have grey eyes with gold. We only know dragons have golden specks floating in their eyes. We know nothing about eye colour.” We get out of bed. Both too startled to fall asleep again. We shift and run through the forest. Gunther feasts on rabbits.

They had to learn combat skills, which they lack. "Val!" I hear a small but strong voice, just as Valerian whips his head to its direction. A huge smile takes over his face. "Levi!" He squeals while practically lunging towards the white-haired boy with purple eyes. Do all dragons have purple eyes? I wonder. They both wrestle and tackle each other to the ground. "Val! Be careful!" I scold, not wanting either of them to get hurt. "Oh they'll be fine." I turn my head to see a fine-looking woman with the same white hair. I am guessing is the boy's mother.

Once they were settled in he whispered, "I will cast to you the memories that I have and then you can always ask more questions." Emma snuggled up to him and felt happier as his mood shifted and then she closed her eyes as he started to cast his memories to her. At first there was nothing but mist and whisps of clouds and within the center was a fire burning brightly. It was hard to look into the burning flames but almost imposible to look away. For upon the dias, stood a dragon that grew ever more powerful as the fire burned hotter. The smoke and flames appeared to form the dragon and his scales reflected the firelight. His scales were cerulean blue but shimmering in darkness they appeare