Blue-eyes White Dragon Blanket Novels & Stories

Her screams gone louder as her seal on both hands starts to glow their elemental color. On her left arm, a ruby red dragon began to materialize as her right arm's seal emits an arctic blue gleam that forms a dragon. Her tears are streaming down her cheeks, but her eyes are screaming anger. Soon enough, the dragons soar in the air as an energy sphere was being made.

I sighed and looked down. Cassius put his finger under my chin. Our eyes met as he said, “Use your imagination. What would you like your dragon to look like?” That is something that I have never thought about. Dragons have always frightened me, ever since I was attacked when I was six. If my dreams were any indication, dragons killed my parents. I have no reason to want a dragon, but The Trio did save me. I will try because I am alive because of them. “She would have blue eyes, because I love blue eyes,” I began to blush, as his blue eyes twinkled at me, before a bit of red dotted them. “Her scales would be white, iridescent, and maybe accentuated with gold or silver.”

How he was made a dragon elder. But Lucas is new to this place. He looked around the huge stone walls and the three thrones standing proudly at the end of the great hall. He can faintly see that each throne has a colour. It is not quiet visible to everyone, but his gaze is sharper than others. So he saw orange, black, and aqua blue colours, one on each throne. He understood Orange is for Drake, Black is for Blaze and he is surprised to see the aqua blue colour. He is the only dragon born with this unique color, because of his parentage.

She immediately pulled the blanket away and was surprised to see something that only her target species have. Under Clyde's blanket was a piece of golden scale, glistening with exposure to the sunlight. The scale was as big as her palm and it rendered her speechless. She's never seen a dragon before and the only ones she crossed paths with didn't have the time to shift into their original form. And she wasn't a dimwitted girl to not catch up to this. His room is full of his extravagance and a dragon scale was found on his bed. What else could that mean?

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽ "Great, she seems fine..." the burgundy-haired dragon sighed in relief as he looked at the amulet again. "Now... I deserve...," he finally surrendered to the mattress, wrapping himself in the soft blankets scented with lavender and jasmine. "So warm..." he murmured, smiling to himself as he buried his face even deeper into the fluffy fabric. He had thought about devising a plan at that moment, he had indeed considered it, but... he couldn't deny that he was also exhausted to a level he hated to admit.

“Okay” Andy For a moment he thought that she would refuse. He felt relieved that she didn't. Maybe she did trust him after all. Post dinner, they walked back to the college parking. He took his jacket out of the side box of his Royal Enfield, overjoyed that he would be able to find out where she lived. “Pink cat?” Anya raised her eyebrows as Andy passed on the Fuschia full-face helmet to her. He chuckled, “Mia loves all shades of pink and she is a fan of Catwoman.”

The end of the world smelled of sulfur and crushed violets. Princess Saoirse, the last true blood of the Dragon Kings, stood before the cracked vanity mirror in the servant’s quarters. Her hands trembled violently as she destroyed her birthright. The paste—a foul mixture of river mud, crushed walnut shells, and soot—felt cold and slimy against her scalp. Outside, the sky was bleeding. The Dragon Kingdom of Aethelgard, a realm of glass spires and singing winds, was dying. It wasn't dying quietly. It was screaming under the iron treads of the Empire’s war machines.

Mythi hugs me to comfort me. “Unnie. Blue is just doing his job. Oppa is still his senior.” She says to calm me down. “But I want to surprise oppa.” I say while pouting. “I want to surprise him too, unnie. But Blue is right. Oppa needs to know.” Mythi continues. I sigh. “What can I do now? Blue is already talking to him.” “Black Dragon.” Blue says over the phone and looks at us. “No, there’s no problem. Your sisters are safe and sound.”

“What?” “There, near the clouds.” Even with his keen Dragon sight, Ghaeron could only just make out the movement his sister had noted. He made the same deduction she did, however, that it was neither a flock of birds nor a single one close by. They altered their path slightly to head toward it. It appeared that they were gaining on it, and both Dragons were very curious to see what it might be. They drew nearer still, and finally they could see that it was in fact a single creature, but it was near in size to themselves. However it was not a Dragon. That was itself a relief, for they surely would have known if another Dragon had been birthed. No, this was a different kind of creature, much l

It’s blue eyes meeting my husband’s green ones as it returns the purr “Blake?” “This is you” Blake said, taking a step forward, pulling me with him. I went to take a step back, but Blake wouldn’t allow me to as he tightened his grip, encouraging me “just like I have Ares, you have…” “Crystal” the dragon spoke. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I lost balance, my vision blurring before everything went blank… **********************************