Fantasy White Dragon Novels & Stories

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. 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.

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.

The roars came again. Closer. Louder. The sky itself vibrated. A shadow appeared on the eastern horizon. Then another. Then dozens more. They were enormous. Larger than any dragon Elara had ever seen. The first burst through the clouds. Its scales were pure white, shimmering like moonlight. Six silver horns curved from its head. Ancient runes glowed along its wings. It landed with enough force to shake the mountains. A crimson dragon followed. Then a sapphire one.

Anya, ‘Hi’ Arya, ‘Hello wild cat. Anya, ‘Thank you so much. This wouldn't have happened without your information.’ Arya, ‘I know! So, ready for your promotion?’ Anya, ‘What promotion? Arya, ‘Aww! Are you hurt my wild cat?’ His tone sent a chill down her spine and left her heart racing. This was wrong! Why was Arya trying to stake his claim over her? Anya, ‘I am not yours! Stop calling me that. Thanks for everything. I need to go now.’

Being the dragon prince allows me special abilities, but it also makes me stronger, faster, and bigger than the other dragons. After the first dragon died, her children fought over who should be in charge. They had a contest to find which of them was the strongest. It was the red dragon. A red dragon can only be born from another red dragon, as opposed to the other colors. White, black, green, purple, blue, and any color you can imagine almost seems to happen at random. Adding to the rarity, only one of the offspring a red dragon has will be red. Meaning if by some miracle, the dragon stone blessed me with five children, only one would be red, and they would be my heir. It wouldn’t matter if

They became pure vessels of destruction with no sense of reasoning left. *Gods Fur - Takes the form of a white cat that can fly. Genderless and likes to roam between realms. Zatan - The god of The Forgotten(will be introduced in the story). A Dark Dragon that surpassed the Celestial Level. *7 Celestial Dragons Lightning Emperor Fire Dragon Water Empress Wind/Air Emperor Earth Guardian Seven Realms: Faero - Can only be entered by passing through the galactic gates of Dwargo. Dwargo - Can be entered by passing through the Southern Pillar of Starlia and the Fairy Gate of Faero.

Only, following the thought of the imperial uncle, the white dragon that was blasted to death was revived again, endless and endless. Without saying a word, Caspian sucked the white dragon into the Yan Realm and evaporated it completely! Since it could be resurrected countless times between heaven and earth, then it would be a part of the Yan Realm! The battle between Caspian and the Imperial Uncle was very noisy. Not only the devil cultivators on the scene, but also the cultivators in the distance were also shocked by the noise here. "What, what... what's going on? Why is there such a shocking collision?"

“They live only in the Empire across the sea, don’t they? I’ve never left Trenue.” “Dragons are fierce protectors. They give respect if you earn it, but will also destroy you quicker than they can swallow a bird if you cross them.” Kashen’s eyes moved to Calder as he spoke. “There is one, a myth out of the sea, wise and kind, friend to man, yet stronger and faster than its kin, and just as protective. It is said its eyes can see your soul and it loves those it cares for so deeply that its heart carries the cure of all ailments. But this is why it is hunted, and yet it does not kill those who seek to destroy it, but takes them into its wings and brings them peace and hope.” Astasha’s gaze dri

"I'm sorry, I spit earth when I'm happy, too." "Earth?" I asked. "Yes. I'm an Earth dragon." "And I'm Cyclonus The Typhoon, a Wind dragon." "Remarkable." I admired Cyclonus, his all-white head and eyes made him seem like an albino dragon if there was such a thing. "Aren't you going to rub my snout too, Julia, or you don't like white boys," Cyclonus let out, and I couldn't help but smile. Zander and Declan were enjoying themselves, listening to my exchange with the dragon heads. They were laughing at what Cyclonus said. He lowered his head so I could pet him.