Endless Dragon With Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

It spreads around at a slow pace, before rapidly turning the dragon’s body into a medium of dispersing neon blue matter. Unlike the black ashes that I saw floating in the air earlier, the fragments that comes from the dragon’s body were soft blue in colour and was glowing faintly. I couldn’t help covering my mouth in disbelief, when I saw the corner of the dragon’s mouth mysteriously curled up. He stayed in his position until the last bit of dragon’s rough skin vanishes from the touch of his forehead. Then, with a contented look, he gazed up and said a word that I couldn’t understand.

Her arms wrapped around herself as she tried to hold herself together. “Don’t hold back, Maze. Let it happen, let your dragon guide you!” I called out to her, seeing her visibly struggling. She grits her teeth while trying to relax her body, trusting my words. Orange smoke swirls around her… making my eyes widen in shock. I’ve never seen an orange dragon before… I bet she’ll be beautiful. Before I know if she’s standing in front of me in her orange dragon’s form. She has bright golden eyes, and sharp wings like her father.

His words had Liana raising an eyebrow when he said getting back will be faster in dragon for. 'I guess we'll just have to find out.' I shrugged and got on, ignoring Liana's bitchy comments and how much she hates flying. Tyrone's dragon is a beautiful black dragon with blood-red eyes, whereas Killian's is white. I wonder what beef they have going on but I shake my head. Now is not the time for that, Valerie. Now focus.

Zuriel glared at her. She pouted but didn't complain. She should be thankful that Zuriel was answering her questions. "At first, there was no immortal dragon. But when the dragons died one by one, their powers were transferred to Endralth." "What do you mean?" "Endralth was different from the other dragons. She was not a fire dragon or a water dragon. She didn't belong to any of them. Because she possessed a power, no dragon could ever have. She can absorb the other dragons' knowledge, memories, personality, talents, and physical abilities. But she could only do that when a dragon died. What made her unique was that it would still happen even though she didn't want it. It could have the drag

While they did inherit the ancient dragon bloodline, they also inherited some similar appearances that made them look like a dragon. Closest to her left was the Mother Queen, Pentunia. Her eyes were not as a human's but as a yellow-eyed dragon. small red scales covered around her eyes and freckled onto around her top of her cheeks and her eyebrows. her long Dragon like nails gripped around her cane. They were perhaps 3 in long and curved. A long terrifying set of a dark red wings were attached to her back. they were folded but yet we're noticable by all who stood in the church today.

And there they were, our five little dragons, breaking free of their shells with tiny claws and tiny wings and tiny, furious roars that echoed off the stone walls. It was the most terrifyingly beautiful thing I had ever seen. Each of them was perfect in their own way. Ryn, with his shimmering blue scales and mischievous golden eyes. Tetris, who had Lorien’s fiery red coloring and a curious streak a mile wide. Duncan, solid and steady, with dark bronze scales and a quiet strength that reminded me of his father. Eina, delicate and graceful, with silver wings that sparkled like moonlight. And Violet, my little wildflower, with deep violet scales and a fierce, stubborn spirit that let you know r

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,

She said and then attacked him again. "Use your power, your highness, that's the reason why I ask you especially." She said and in an instant she saw his eyes turn into a blue one. She smiled, and water gradually ran towards him and gathered around. A form of dragon sneaks into his body, with the same color of crown prince eyes. "Be greatful young lady, because I am one of the strongest." He said, Katara nodded. She can't help but to be amazed, no wonder he's one of the strongest among their generation.

Everything was the same, except the beast. It was docile, as Eli had said. Her reptilian eyes fixed on her from within the darkness. Deep blue pupils with red lines stretching out of them like lightning. Observing and trapping her in. Those eyes reminded her of Alaris, and the feelings that clashed within her made her clench her fists by her sides and dig her nails inside her palms to distract her. She couldn't help but think about what Alaris had said, about the dragon being Eli's brother, but she discarded the thought.