Fantasy White Dragon Novels & Stories

A sign of bloodlust. "We must find the White dragon before them. Without their champion, they are weak. And when they are weak, they will stand no chance in destroying us," The halls erupted in a roar of applause. Alphas nodding in agreement, some raising their glasses in the air as if in celebration. "The White Dragon is part-wolf. He could only shift during the night and summon the dragon during day. Search every pack for anyone with white hair." My brows furrowed. Ava has white hair. In fact, the only one in Werewolf Academy. And I know of others who just wanted to dye their hair white, but Ava's is natural.

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

In the Ice-Throne, the official residence of the Queen was made of ice which was raised with many steps, under a canopy; there lies the majestic Queen of Ayruzglow, Mirabella Swiftwings. Mirabella was a White-Witch, Queen of White magic, and mother of Dev Swiftwings. She is married to the mighty and powerful king of the Great Dragon clan, Jaysan Swiftwings. He was an extraordinary golden dragon in his clan. So, Dev was a hybrid dragon-wizard of all ages who inhibits all the powers of valiant and magic of his parents. As the hybrid dragon-wizard, he was born as a unique white dragon with golden blood, icy-blue iris, silvery hair, and possess healing power of white magic which is also called n

And the heat penetrates, even more intensely, into this already stuffy room where the rest of us remain standing, as we watch their entrance. The creatures shut their eyes as soon as the Red Dragon disappears. Clasping their hands together, again. And they mutter, "Ghërla." And as I am about to do the same, something catches my eye. A sudden appearance. The third dragon. A white enormous one that would make the others really look like lizards. It makes a graceful entrance, not befitting for its size. It walks in calmly, with such an unspoken elegance and menace that draws me into it. And as soon as the creatures watching lay their eyes on it, they close their eyes and clasp their hands immed

King Sargon and Jasmine said in unison staring at white colored scaled creature that was five times of their height, its long bat-winged were twice his own size and were spread wide, his narrow RED colored were fixed on Jasmine and King Sargon while his long nostril were flaring hot airs. Jasmine and King both were death struck, their mouth remained hung open when white dragon wriggled its long snaked like tail and slowly took a step closer to them “ARRREEEHHH………” it growled lowly and a purple stone near queen Adrianne body went flying and got stuck on Dragon forehead like a crown. King Sargon Quickly pulled Jasmine behind his back and immediately pulled out his stuck sword from Queen Adrian

"Listen, I don't know the damn stories so can someone explain to me on what the white dragon is?" "Everyone in Luminescent knows the white dragon. There are five of them that were known to have dominion over the creation of the five classic elements; fire, water, earth, air, and aether. The white dragon controls air. All wind and air based magic is said to be based off of the white dragon." Ryosuke said. "That's it? I never use magic so this thing is completely useless information to me." Kurai sneers. "But now I'm concerned. If the white dragon has reincarnated into a human, shouldn't the entire chi using community be able to find out?" Fukuna asked.

He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

Mia knew that the reincarnation of The legendary mage would soon appear, after all she had been present when Freya, who was her childhood friend, had given birth to the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Only, the golden dragon had a biological mother and father who were both powerful dragons, unlike Cassy who had appeared from nowhere, and when Dylan who was Freya's soul mate had seen the tattoo of the golden dragon on his son's right wrist, he had immediately gotten rid of all the witnesses of his birth and he had asked her to protect their son.

HE/TG I clicked on it and it changed. ITS ME Huh? JD-hyung? I mean Black Dragon now on a white Lamborghini?! Is he that rich?! And where did he get that?! I desperately thought. “So my guess was right, that’s Black Dragon.” Yosef-hyung suddenly said. “He likes to show off his cars.” I heard him continued. I shook my head. Omo… Is this a rivalry between my hyungs?! What will happen to our mission?! I worriedly thought.