Blue Eyes White Dragon With Kaiba Novels & Stories

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?"

“R-right...the dragon...” We both wait for the huge creature to reveal itself, and I’m relieved when it turns out to be a light blue, almost white female dragon. It locks its red eyes on mine before looking at Amber. Satisfaction washes over its features as if it has found what it is looking for, and we both watch it shifting into an elderly woman.

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.

Alaric smiled, “You are doing a fine job, Ilyas. With this, we would be ready when the gods come for us.” “Of course, your Majesty, we would never let them take us by surprise like they did ten thousand years ago.” Ilyas, a man with long blue hair and blue eyes, said. Asher could already tell that he was from the Blue Dragon clan. Alaric had explained to him that the color of the eyes tells the clan a dragon comes from. With him being the only golden dragon, he was the only one with golden eyes. His father was from the blue dragon clan, and his mother was from the white dragon clan. The white dragons have grey eyes. “Indeed, this time, we shall emerge victorious,” Alaric said, and Ilyas hail

HE/TG I clicked on it and it changed. ITS ME Huh? JD-hyung? I mean Black Dragon now on a white Lamborghini?! Is he that rich?! And where did he get that?! I desperately thought. “So my guess was right, that’s Black Dragon.” Yosef-hyung suddenly said. “He likes to show off his cars.” I heard him continued. I shook my head. Omo… Is this a rivalry between my hyungs?! What will happen to our mission?! I worriedly thought.

Kiara: “Aiden” I scolded the little dragon who was jumping on top of the dresser. No matter how many times I scolded the little creature. He grew more stubborn as he grew. “You know that I won’t break anything” Aiden said looking at me with his big blue eyes. His eyes had stopped shifting in color and were now a dark royal blue, his scales were as black as night. A person couldn’t see him if he decided to sneak on him in the dark.

“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.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Its claws are dark at the base, clear at the tips. But its eyes are the worst part. Deep ice blue, bright and cold. When it looks down, the air feels frozen. The warriors below can only stare up in fear. The white dragon folds its wings and drops from the sky. Snow explodes as it lands hard on the frozen ground. The whole werewolf realm shakes. Its ice-blue eyes sweep over everyone below. No one dares to breathe. That's the way it is now. Then, the rider steps down. Raphael slides off the dragon’s back and hits the ground. The cold air dances around us, biting skin, freezing breath.

It spoke of having money, yet still being a simple design. “This one.” Izar said, as he held a book open on his crossed legs. His dark hair pushed behind his thin shoulders. He peered over at me with his luminous eyes as he took a sip of his wine. We’d spent too much time in our dragon form, our human bodies now paid that price. His eyes were glowing pools of pale moonlight reflecting off of snow. Where mine were like a fire, ready to burn everything down. To consume it. We could never pass for fully human, and most of the time that didn’t bother me. I wanted to be able to take Boston out, if I ever got the chance. Not to have eyes watching us in fear, just envy as they desired her.