Female Purple Dragon Novels & Stories

And from the glittering shards of a ruby, emerges a small, hissing dragon. Small, smaller than Brandon remembers either Perseus or Orion being when they had just been born, but with sharper - deadlier - spikes and ridges along its spine and framing its face. The hiss the dragon lets out is far more terrifying, too, as though this dragon were truly all those treacherous things of myth, even as a newborn. Scales the color of a dark ruby. But what pulls Brandon’s attention - as incomprehensible as it is that anything could hold his attention but the birth of a creature seen only in lore - is Alcina.

He wakes upon our entry, but the moment he looks at Levi, he flaps his wings and flies over to him, landing firmly on top of the Prince’s head. “Oh, my gosh! He’s never flown before!” Levi couldn’t look more smug even if he tried. “I’ve always had a particular way with fledglings.” “Is that what you call baby Demons?” I sit down on the bed and draw my legs up underneath me. “I’ve been calling them fur babies.” “But they don’t have—” “—fur. Believe me, I know.” Levi reaches up and pries Dragon off his head. “Do you know how rare this female is?”

"So how was your exploration? Do you like our new home?" Kyoko stamped a foot and swayed her tail, giving a little whimper. She looked to me and flicked her tongue. "Yeah, I know there isn't much grass or shade here. But I'm working on that. I've planted more trees and grass seeds. There'll be more shade soon. And you're a nightshade dragon, why does shade matter to you?" She just swayed her tail and seemed to smirk. It was possible my dragon was just giving me a hard time. Nightshade dragons were the most beautiful and hard to tame of the dragon breeds. Among other breeds were Day and Night Glory dragons, Nexus, Water dragons, Nebula, Night Glory, Tri-Horned Wyverns, Desipise, Cavern Lurker

"And it needs to be purple. Purple is the color of royalty. Uncle Alaric told me so." The mention of Uncle Alaric felt like a serrated blade across my ego. "Uncle Alaric is a... very misguided man," I said, my French accent slipping into something that sounded vaguely Russian. "And purple dragons do not exist in nature. In Lyon, we make only ze authentic dragons. Green. Scaly. Very fierce." The girl, Luna, I’d heard the guards call her tilted her head. Her eyes, so much like Evelyn’s but with a spark of my own defiance, narrowed.

It wasn’t easy for Elizabeth since she was so out of shape, but Henry helped her every time she needed help. Watching his graceful moves and fast reactions whenever he caught her after she slipped made her heart swell with pride. It was terrifying how fast she started to think of him as an inseparable part of her. When did she become so possessive of him? She didn’t know. All she knew was that she liked these new emotions that he woke in her. “I have to ask, why is everything in the cottage black and gold?” she remembered to ask. “Oh, I guess last time everything was too fast, so you didn’t have a chance to see properly... the color of my dragon is black. My eyes shine golden. So I find thos

Although they are strong, they still feel the sudden pain. Everyone is so busy massaging their backsides that they barely notice the red roses changing their colours. Some are turning purple, blue and orange and some are turning into green and sky blue. Some don't even change, but most of them are yellow coloured. The dragons soon realise that it's showing the amount of how much Erin's body has sucked out of them.

All four of them were great masters! The Azure Dragon was a skinny looking middle-aged man who had a green dragon tattooed on his neck. Although he sat quietly and did not speak much, his strong aura was hard to dismiss. The Vermillion Peafowl was a woman in her thirties which caused Darryl’s eyes to brighten the moment he laid eyes on her. She was dressed in a burgundy long dress with dark red hair which nicely complemented her alluring body and appearance. However, an air of danger lingered around her presence which made her seem dangerous to approach just like an enchanting snake.

Mythi hugs me to comfort me. “Unnie. Blue is just doing his job. Oppa is still his senior.” She says to calm me down. “But I want to surprise oppa.” I say while pouting. “I want to surprise him too, unnie. But Blue is right. Oppa needs to know.” Mythi continues. I sigh. “What can I do now? Blue is already talking to him.” “Black Dragon.” Blue says over the phone and looks at us. “No, there’s no problem. Your sisters are safe and sound.”

“Yes, master. The purple space is better than storage rings and bracelets. And the purple space is a mystery even for me. Only my former master knows about the secrets. Now that the purple space is integrated into your soul, you can explore its true uses. I closed my eyes and felt the purple space in my soul, but I was stunned when I couldn’t detect it. Where did it go? Didn’t Efrain say it integrated into my soul? What happened? I frowned. I open my eyes and look at Efrain. I was about to ask him when a box popped out all of a sudden. Name: Four-Clawed Ancient Black Dragon Level:??? Strength:??? [An ancient black dragon with a divine dragon bloodline from the primordial era. Aloof and feroc

It was a wonder Danae's Lesser Fae side turned out to be a full Siren and it brought suspicion as to the true origin of Lord Vasilis. There were Sirens in Elysium but none were full Sirens. Quarter-bloods. Half-bloods at most. The appearance of a fullblood would cause an uproar. It was already hard enough for them to accept a Half-Fae woman as their Lord,and now to top it all, she was a Siren...and mate to the Fire Dragon. An Ice Dragon. I held her golden gaze as she stopped and stood in front of me,managing to look down at me from her nose even if i was nearly twice her height. "Shall we?"She asked icily. She turned and nodded in Tymon's direction. "Thank you."