Dragon Games Apple White Novels & Stories

The pain was so strong. A few feet away Freja stood in shock, watching as Zarek, now a huge ass dragon, rolled around in the snow whimpering like a giant puppy. She had never seen a dragon of that size except when she killed the Elder Drake as a teen. Everything about his body was hard and sharp, designed to kill and maim. His scales were a beautiful amber color that shimmered under the sun, mesmerizing her momentarily. Sharp horns trailed from the top of his snout and down his head and back to where they ended at the tip of his long tail. Zarek’s body was sleek but bulky in the right places for protection, his toes wielding wicked sharp claws that tore up the dirt as he rolled around. She s

Valmore nodded, accepting what Mallik just said. "We only know about fairy drifters, we don't know about the dragons. Dragons are a race born in fairy, so it must be true. Only drifters have the ability to see us, so it must be true. It must be that Dragon drifter who tripped the drifter sensor" Valmore agreed. Mallik thought the same thing. "It's not the only thing I came across this time. I heard gossip that this dragon drifter's mate looks like the late princess Catherina and she must be Catherina's missing daughter" Mallik shared about the gossip that the entire summer realm is whispering about.

it rumbled. The copper-colored slanted pupil eyes that matched her scales stared at Isabelle for a long time and made it feel like ants danced along her skin. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.” With a snapping of teeth that made Isabelle jump, the first dragon turned and scraped its body out of the opening and stomped away. “I’m D'Kohralx Vorian Churgo Desmonda.”

I said. “He looks nearly black, except for the white on his chest,” Elder Neil remarked. “Megan’s dragon is white, not sure if that could be the cause,” I said. “A dragoness?” Elder Charles asked as he sat up straight. “Yes,” I said feeling a bit uneasy. “What a sight! Can we meet her?” Elder Neil asked. “Megan went to visit her mother for a few days, maybe next time Elders,” I said. “Such a pity, well this afternoon surely was informative,” Elder Jackson said.

Elyria’s POV I knew exactly what had happened. It was the dragon blood in me. Right before the coronation, Mother and I had been talking about it, and she had been willing to teach me everything she knew, but she was snatched away from me just like that. Right now, though, I had no choice but to play dumb in front of Charles. He still had a panicked look on his face from where my skin had burned him, and I didn’t know what to say at first, but I knew I had to come up with something.

Erik then offered the flasks to Director Bones and the Aurors. "Drink it." Director Bones looked at the flasks and back to Erik. Her question was evident in her face. "Juice of Dragon Fruit cultivated by True Dragons. Better than coffee and pepper-up for normal humans. You guys seem to need it. It will give you all about twelve hours of energy." Erik explained to them. "I heard about it…" Said the gruffy looking Auror, Alastor Moody. "That stuff is very rare." He took one flask and started casting diagnoses on it. Erik shrugged the comment.

Even though I knew this wasn't real, seeing Troy flying with another woman, even in dragon form, was excruciating. I followed the vine for what felt like several miles until it stopped at an enormous tree. The trunk and branches were white, the leaves yellow, and as the vine slunk into the dirt near its base, I was reminded of the dragon, Vanera, the white dragon who'd taken Lirle.

The one my mother told about in the story. Seeing the diamond graffiti written in dark red liquid on its temple, I know it was that dragon. The vetrik Jihn drakon. Its chest began to appear red as if the beast swallowed tons of coals on its throat. Its eyes glowed dark while its huge snout began to open in what seemed to be prepared to release something.

It said his name was Andromeda. Andromeda transformed into a huge white dragon, one of the rarest in history. I’ve only heard about dark or brown dragon, never have I heard about a white one. “I owed some things if this should work out.” It winked at me and I wondered what things it might possess to grant to me. “A lot of things you never knew about, pup. Climb and let go!” It brawled at me. I was reluctant at first, but then move closer to it. I thought it was easier to climb a dragon but I was wrong as it back was slippery and thick.