Novel & Cerita Blue Eyes White Dragon New Art

As in a dream inlife An's, those who defeat the dragon will find the next dragon crystal. In the darkness, light slowly penetrated the dark sky. From the bright light appeared the figure of a beautiful woman wearing white clothes along with a white dragon. The arrival of a beautiful woman with her dragon made everyone pay attention to her. From above the beautiful woman said, "I am the protector of the goddess of life. I come by order of the goddess of life. Prince Kim, the blue crystal dragon chose you. I congratulate you! " he said, who then gave the blue dragon crystal to Prince Kim. The beautiful girl clenched her fists and opened her hands again, then a blue dragon crystal appeared. The

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

The moment his sunglasses came off, it was finally clear why this guy was named White-Eyed Ivory Dragon. It was because the color of his eyes was different from others. Ordinary people usually had pitch black pupils, but White-Eyed Ivory Dragon’s pupils were a grayish color. If you didn’t pay enough attention, you would have mistakenly thought that his eyes were completely white—literal white eyes.

I ask him, my dragon jumped at the idea of seeing daddy's dragon side, she's a traitor! "Hmm, soon love soon" he answers me. My basket was too heavy for me to carry anymore, we stopped picking now, just enjoying the walk around with everyone else, two dragons had my attention. A small white dragon, with eyes similar to mine, purple! Her wings were small compared to her size, but she was doing her best moving them up and down trying to fly. I didn't know if she'll do it or not, but I wanted to watch, Adrian tried to walk us away but I pulled him back, I want to see if the white dragon would fly.

I guess it was true what Kenmei said about all dragons: they loved their treasure. Without much confidence, I swam deeper into the cave. The gems sparked to life as I went, lighting my way. Farther and farther I swam until the cave opened into a much bigger cavern. Off to the right and taking up most of one side was a white dragon. Instead of clawed feet, he had fins, and a long tail like flower petals. The ground rumbled and two blue eyes the color of midnight opened at once and fixed on me. "I suppose you're here for a wish, little vampire." He shook his stark white mane, making it dance in the water while his fins and tail hovered - he looked like a blossom floating on water as he swam ov

“So you’re a dragon, too.” “I am.” She bit her lip, wanting to ask more about that but deciding against it. She wondered how he looked as a dragon. Was he like the big golden one she’d seen? Vikter was clearly a golden dragon, from what they’d said about eye color. Razzy’s eyes were purple. His were gold, and Drayken’s were red. It still weirded her out to think of his red eyes. It was so strange. She nodded and glanced up too.

Opposite. The thought anchors itself, and I let it guide me. Slowly, a vision takes shape. A sleek, white wolf, smaller but no less striking. Its coat is bright as snow, shimmering faintly under moonlight. Its eyes—what colour would they be? Not gold. Something softer, more… mine. I picture them as a deep, piercing blue. Yes, blue. Like his human eyes. A strange warmth fills me, spreading through my chest as the image solidifies. My wolf. A white wolf with blue eyes. It feels foreign yet familiar, like something I’ve always known but never named.

It drew me in like the inviting depths of the ocean, whispering of adventure and discovery. In stark contrast, his other eye gleamed a milky white, often shrouded in a veil of cloudiness, suggesting a realm forgotten by sight. It bore the weight of untold stories, hinting at a past marked by loss or longing. The interplay between the two was striking; the vivid blue sparkled with life while the white held an enigmatic stillness, crafting a balance that was both haunting and beautiful.

In fact, she secretly liked the gentlemanly nature of Emmet, who has ever been respectful and well-mannered, something Nezeira admires in people. "Yes, sorry, I don't fit well in gatherings like this.", Nezeira apologized. "It's alright, I like peaceful places too, like this one," Emmet said looking at Nezeira with the utmost affection, something she never reciprocated. Perhaps for Emmet, she didn't have to. Her straight, seemingly emotionless face appeals more to him. He stood beside her and asked, "Princess, your eyes. Why it is blue rather than red? As far as we all know vampires have red eyes."

As I go deeper into the woods, into a deeper part that I've never been to, I stop running. I then sense something, I'm not alone. I look around and spot a huge wolf. He's looking straight at me. His wolf is beautiful, he's light grey and white with a tad of dark grey mixed in some spots, and on top of that, he is the only wolf I've ever seen with such startling blue eyes. Then I caught his scent. It's amazing, but hard to describe. I lock eyes with him and everything starts to fall into place. My eyes go wide. I can feel my wolf going crazy wanting to be next to him.