Dragon Eyes Drawing Novels & Stories

Shelyca’s face grew red as she understood what he meant. Dareon put her down for a while, made some few steps away from her and then after a few seconds, a smoke enveloped his body while a ray of twinkling lights scattered and danced around such smoke. When the smoke and the lights disappeared, a mighty, large Dragon of reddish color with golden sprinkled spots from its head to back suddenly flipped its strong wings. Shelyca gasped in total awe. The only traces that she could see of Dareon into the Dragon is his bluish eyes that suddenly turned to deep brown when he either feels angered or completely amazed and excited.

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

I rub my cheek along him and a rumble comes from him that sends all sorts of tingles through me. As I turn my head to the other side I see Dragus shifting into his dragon form just as big as Darian's but silver instead of gold, the same piercing eyes looking back at me, he moves slowly towards me just as cautious as Darian, when he reaches me, he does the same as his brother and runs his head along my other side with a rumble of his own. I wrap my body around him as he brings his head back. He gives me a toothy grin that I all but return.

I think he's seen this before. Drake was determined to make sure, before June realized he was seeing all this. With his dragon eye, Drake traced every inch of June's skin that he could see and to Drake's surprise, when he saw the dragon mark hidden in the skin on June's back. It was a sign formed when a woman had slept with a dragon. And that mark, is not a sign of carelessness, it is a mark of the Dragon King. Drake widened his eyes. If that was the case, could it really be that Drake had slept with June before? Drake slept with many women during his life, he found it difficult to remember one by one.

"What do you mean by No?" Nyra asked with anger. Drake can pull her easily out of the pit. He is an orange dragon. His human strength will also be much higher than any other beings out there. He can easily kill a werewolf, Vampire, or any others in his human form. Pulling her from that pit is a child's play for him. But she doesn't know that. Her interaction with Dragons is Nill, so she doesn't know about their abilities and strength.

“Layana…” “I’m ok, Drakayaan, obey Declan,” she said to the dragon who whipped his head back and looked at Declan, their eyes met - flaming red against crackling grey as Declan’s powers surfaced. The two stared off for a second before Drakayaan whipped his head around once again. Layana carefully transferred herself onto the slimmer and longer body of Dragina stroking her scales before she whipped into the sky. Declan smirked watching Layana on her silvery dragon. She looked at him smiling

My miracle. He was five now—soft curls, bright eyes, skin that held the golden warmth of a sunbeam. He had a gentle heart and a stubborn streak I know too well. And right now, he was coloring a giant red dragon with a blue crown. “It’s you,” he said suddenly, sitting up. I blinked. “Me?” Kelvin nodded solemnly and held up the drawing. The dragon was strong, with large wings, and it hovered over a small castle. “You’re the queen dragon. And you protect the castle from bad guys.”

Fire Dragons outnumbered Ice Dragons by a mile, and their clan was far stronger. Aithne never set foot inside, so she hadn’t a clue. I moved to step in, but it was already too late. Sure enough, the ruby earrings were fished right out of Aithne’s clothes. The whole place erupted. Parents rushed to the school and begged the Fire Dragon chieftain for mercy. But the chieftain wasn’t having any of it. She demanded Aithne come in person to the Fire Dragon territory and apologise, or the Ice Dragon clan would be in a world of trouble.

There was a loud silence as everyone was captivated by the intricate design of the painting. It was a complex drawing of a beast that had four heads. Heads that look like a mixture of wolf and man and each head having different eye colors. Bright blue ocean eyes like spirit. Red bloody eyes like flames of anger A golden yellow eyes like jealousy and lust and lastly silver, gray eyes like a plague of death. The heads shared one body with two arms and legs but it had four separate tails with three tails moderately lengthy while the fourth one which is the tail in the middle was significantly longer than the rest and the background was pitch dark like the darkest night.

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.