Dragon Golden Novels & Stories

The dragon seemed to be satisfied because he closed his eyes and relaxed to his touch. “Can't he talk like other creatures?” he asked, admiring his white-blue body with a light blue underbelly, giving him the appearance and texture of a cloud. He has sky-blue eyes, along with a strip of light blue on his forehead. He has two golden horns were on the back of his head and a pair of large feathery wings that curl up at the tip. “He does not talk but he understands everything we say.” the king answered. “I see.” Jimmy nodded, then his gaze landed on a collar around his neck. It had a beautiful Ruby in the middle. “It's very nice,” he mumbled, gently touching the stone.

He looked into its eyes and they held the promise of a lot of things the dragon had seen in his lifetime. Their eyes locked for a while, and the dragon's irises changed from the usually dark-coloured eyes to a fiery golden brown. Dragomir could recognize that look anywhere, he was one too familiar with it, so when the dragon lowered its head till it's large head was inches away from his face. He knew what was next and so he had to act fast. ‘What’s your name?', he questioned in his head. The dragon stopped briefly but then went on to open its large jaws revealing long sharp teeth.

The dual element wielder gathered her magic to her feet letting her stand firmly on the ground despite the shaking of the earth. When the dragon emerged from the forest, Sophia was beyond awestruck. The only dragons she had ever met was Elijah and Gregory. And yet they were tiny compared to this one. Where Elijah was black and the epitome of darkness and fire itself, this dragon’s scales were elegant and shimmering in gold under the rays of the sun. It halted a few feet in front of her with its golden eyes seemed to bore into her soul. ‘Lady Sophia Laera,” a male voice boomed coming from the dragon.

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

The black case contained a very intricately designed golden leather opener and a golden fountain pen. Both utensils were golden with black hilts depicting a body of a golden dragon braided along the sides. The heads of the dragons ended on the tops with their mouths gaping open in a roar, about to breathe fire. Claire swore she could imagine the loud rumble; feel the heat about to ignite from the mouths. The journal had a clear gem in the center, with two crescent moons above and below it and a Celtic border along the edges of the leather. Jack’s irritation became obvious when he looked at the gift and took a swallow from his whiskey. “Only a damn dragon would give someone gold and diamonds.

Every threat getting darker and more dangerous than the last. "You each take one crystal." The gold bird said to Gabe and Sebastian, but we were frozen where we stood. The wall before us was massive, a clear outline of three dragons. One white, one gold, and between them the largest I've even seen in purple. My fingers brushed my necklace, the hum of its magic vibrating through me. "Ruby isn't my opaque Dragon." Gabe gasped. "You are." He smiled oddly at Sebastian. "What are talking about?" Sebastian huffed, pushing Gabe's weak body on mine. "What is this?" He asked the strange bird.

Aunt Grace asks as the three of them begin to glow. “The Falkor line of dragons is the golden dragon line. It passes to the females in the species. This is my dragon’s magic,” Madelyn tells them. I connect with her mind and feel the energy flowing between the three of them. It’s almost like water flowing through them, their energies combining and strengthening each other’s. “That’s why the dragon image on your marking spot is gold, right?” Uncle Eli asks. “Yes,” I confirm, watching them. “I’ll have to call King Ailduin. I’ll wait until Cara and Angel have tried first though. I want to know if they feel what we feel or if it’s different for them, especially for Angel who descends from a diffe

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

"Holy shit! Is this what Yolanda meant by good karma pays off?" Even now, he could hardly believe it. His luck had come out of nowhere—this was beyond anything he could have imagined. The moment Felix touched the golden dragon, he had felt something inside it. This was not just an ordinary sculpture. It contained dragon energy—the real thing. As someone who possessed nine pieces of Dragonspines and cultivated Dragons Destroyer, there was no way he could have been mistaken. For some reason, the dragon energy had been sealed within the statue, completely undetectable from the outside. He would have missed it if he had not instinctively reached out and touched it.

she asked, her words muffled by her knees as she hugged them close, remembering Rhyzar’s mysterious ability to heal her. Gerda tilted her head thoughtfully. “You might call it magic,” she said, “though we consider it a gift. It pools in one among us—a blessed person we call ‘Draken,’ which in our tongue means ‘dragon.’ This gift can manifest in many ways—manipulating the elements, altering physical forms—”