Blue-eyes White Dragon Blanket Novels & Stories

“No wonder I never found you. Why are you here and not in the dragon lakes?” The dragon didn’t answer, at least not with words. It kept circling, a spiral of muscle and power, the current of its movement warping the bubble, making Dayanara’s arms tremble. A head bent down, slow and regal, and I saw the eyes for the first time. A crystalline blue, deeper than the ocean, fixed on us with the sort of attention that made you feel very, very small. No, not on us. On me. Or rather, on the thing in my hand.

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 say. " That's pretty cute. What does his wolf look like?" she asks, grinning. " His wolf is a few different shades of grey and his eyes are solid blue," I say. " Really? I thought with him being Alpha's son, his wolf would be black like most are?" she says. " I thought so too. His wolf is beautiful. He's also the only person I've ever known to have as blue eyes as a wolf. I haven't even heard of anyone wolf with blue eyes," I say.

"No. Then what is the point of keeping this secret?" "What is the secret of this place?" I asked. Windriel just gestured with his head, simply telling me to watch and learn. I simply looked around while Windriel moved me around the long path of the dungeon. The first room we reached was full of high-quality blankets made of fur. I was about to admire the blanket, but thinking it was made of fur, does that mean it comes from the lycans? "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked with a smile.

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

If I had to face this drakaina alone I know I would have likely fainted. Behind the Queen are two attendants. One male and one female and both very young. They are wearing matching outfits of pale blue silk, their wings small and folded behind them. The drake has a warm glow about him, like captured sunlight, his skin a tawny brown like days spent too long on a beach. His hair looks like a fallen star, starting with black at the roots and extending out in every direction with a fade from black into purple then red, orange, and finally pale blonde. His eyes are coal black.

Jennifer said while Zac grunted in agreement. How come they couldn’t hear his voice? How come it was only her? The dragon slowly transformed into a bulkier man with long shaggy hair that reached his waist. He was tan and his clothes were almost like ancient robes when Demetrius celebrates it festivals. “The dragons have felt Elijah Trueblade’s power. He must have been somewhere around here. But here I am, meeting his aide… and his lover that should have died a long time ago.” Her three companions turned to her in shock. Sophia swallowed as she stepped forward.

She replied nervously. They all finished breakfast and both Clay and Yale headed out to help with the harvest. Jenna smiled at them both, “see you two later.” They both smiled as they left. Clay looking like he was about to keel over and accept his fate. Adleigh smiled at Jenna as she grabbed her hand, “Come with me!” she said as she pulled her upstairs. They climbed the top of the staircase until they got to a door. Adleigh opened it and pulled Jenna inside. The room was pink. It was decorated with elegant furniture. Jenna smiled as she took in her surroundings, “This is your room?” she asked while looking at how beautiful it was. Adleigh smiled, “It is. I have always loved my room. My mom

It was as though I was rebirth. The dragon saw my vulnerable state as an opportunity to finish me off and dashed at me, not aware of what he was going to face. I gasped out in shock as a crystal creature flew above my head and collided with the dragon before it could get to me. The dragon screamed out in pain and crashed hard in pain. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the crystal-white creature. It was a wolf but it wasn't a normal or random wolf. It was indeed a special wolf. Its body was filled with crystal white fur, blue emerald eyes that matched mine, and sharp fangs and claws.

And I know of others who just wanted to dye their hair white, but Ava's is natural. "Also, search for anyone with a rare color of eyes, that's our clue to the White Dragon," My eyes snapped up and my brows drew even closer. "It can't be..." I whispered to myself, when a warm hand suddenly snaked up my arm.