El Dorado Novel Novels & Stories

Sheila's POV: La Isla Dorado was even more beautiful than the last time I was here, which was for I and Andre's honeymoon. The flowers and trees were much more greener and vibrant in colour, making the whole place have a rather surreal appearance. I sighed in contentment, looking down at the beautiful scenery before me and stretching seductively. I was clad in nothing but a tiny bikini set, that left nothing much to the imagination, André's imagination obviously. We had been having hot, passionate sex up here in his penthouse, ever since we arrived on the island.

His voice whispered that this was just another test—one of many that she would face on her journey. As the night wore on, the moon gradually descended in the sky, its luminous glow waning. And as the first light of dawn began to paint the horizon, Rithanya's weary eyes lingered on the final pages of her textbook. She closed it with a sense of accomplishment, her heart swelling with the knowledge that she had done her best.

She bent down to pick it up. "The Art of Pain" she read on the book cover. "Written by Lirio Dorado." She looked up at the person who had thrown the book. It was a young man of the same height, thin, with white skin. He was dressed in a casual black coat, and a black woolen hat covered his head. She looked at him coldly, adjusting her scarf with her right hand while holding her umbrella with her left. She dared to say, "Sotomayor Jina, you will never change..."

The colours that gave a pleasant view to every passer’s eyes became the ashes. Nora burned down the orchid into the mound of ashes. She stood in the middle of the orchid and let out a manic laugh at the pyre. Her beauty had faded away in her wickedness and jealousy. Her dragon maid, Indigo, couldn’t see the beauty in her as she was now fully transformed into a beasty wicked woman herself.

He halted at the house, observed it for a moment and continued down to the large, white building. “What's so important about that building?” “The gold river, they call it.” “Why?” “If the stories are true, gold was discovered here at the bottom of the river.” “That's why, they call it a golden river.” “The building was painted in a golden color.” The drummer returned. She looked at them with a puzzled look. “I thought, that you have left,” she said after a break. “No,” Aster replied. “I found a great spot.” “Where?” “Near the willows.”

She read till midday, however, she could not find out anything that they didn’t already know. She found something that piqued her interest, underneath the loads of books and paperwork. There was a small article on a place called Deleria. It was a human kingdom. She read through and found out that it was the only human kingdom that had welcomed dragons. She got up from her seat and walked towards a lady who sat on a chair at the far end of the small enclosure where Raisel sat. Raisel assumed she was the library attendant for this part of the library.

Hundreds of years have passed. Echor build 5 kingdoms named: Alpenglow where the powerful and wealthy creature ones live. Alamort, the cursed kingdom where the evil creatures of Echor come from. Raconteur, the kingdom of the dwarves who take the lead in making weapons. Habromania, the flying kingdom that is isolated from everyone where simple elves live. They avoid getting into trouble that's why they're called 'The Lonely Kingdom'. And finally, Ataraxia, where the creatures called 'Muggles' live quietly and simply They lived quietly, and without any disturbance.

So choose ye now, where hearts may lean, ‘Twixt fire’s wrath and rule unseen. For in this tale, the world may change, When love and flame the stars arrange. Skylar My chest hurts so bad, it’s hard to breathe. On top of that, I have blisters all up and down my arms from holding that silver egg when it was much too hot to carry. But I push all that aside when I feel the little golden dragon trying to force her way to me.

I knew Danny had mentioned that dragons lived a long time, but right now I was too afraid to ask just how long that was. Despite my distress at being held captive, I could not help but appreciate the beauty of the place. In truth, I had never been anywhere like this before, except maybe Danny’s. But this was different. Danny’s house was amazing, but it was a little cold because of how modern it was. This house displayed its age proudly, making it warm and comforting. All of a sudden, Thale stopped outside a door. He actually looked a little awkward. It didn’t suit his usual confident exterior.

Madchen was in awe, she had never seen such a beautiful sight, and her eyes lit up with wonder. An arm wrapped around her waist, and she looked up to see Drago peering over her shoulder. His long black hair was slicked back with a leather strap at the nape of his neck, and he was dressed in a green t-shirt and khaki shorts. “Do you like it here?” he asked her? “It’s beautiful,” Madchen was entranced by the tropical beauty of the Keys. “Not as beautiful as you,” “HuH” Drago grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her to face him.