Female Purple Dragon Novels & Stories

⊰᯽⊱┈A U D R A┈⊰᯽⊱ · · • • • two years later • • • · · The celebration of the seventh birthday of the ducal princess. There was so much pink and so many frilly things around the place, that the little dragon swore that when he left there, he wouldn't be able to see another color in his eyes for quite a while. "You came! I was beginning to think I'd be alone..." the purple-eyed one whimpered as she clung to his arm.

I nod towards Chance. "What the hell you talking about?" Her dragon brushes the surface. Her eyes turn and icy pale lavender color with black reptilian slits. She's pissed, but I don't know if it's because we're harrassing Chance or something else. Iridescent scales slide along her long perfect neck.

She hastily asked him. “Yeah, what you're saying does make absolute sense but there's something you need to understand. It's not just the color of your eyes, but your aura and scent. Everything about you seems different. Although it's faint, you have the scent of a shapeshifter, it's almost like your scent is masked. All shapeshifters have a general scent, some stronger than others. A werewolf’s scent is weaker than a Lycan’s scent. You might not understand all that I'm saying now, but you'll get there later. About your eyes, not just anybody could have such color of eyes. Only one type of creature called Dragonas has Orchid purple eyes. And I believe you're a descendant of these creatures.”

she whispered and then buried her face in his neck. The two dragons waited for a year for her to recuperate from the pregnancy and then started training her dragon. It was a difficult start for Meryl, but she had to know her feral form. Her dragon was a beautiful blue with azure spikes and azure wings. No one had such a beautiful dragon in Galdere. Whenever she shifted, it was a treat to watch and both her dragons would shift too.

Purple. Such beautiful, cold purple eyes. "Sigh...." Why is he sighing? Who is he again? Why... is everything so dark..? Why is it so cold? Why... Why does it HURT? The dragon stared down at the young girl who was sobbing before him. Her pain was deep and he could feel it all. The regret and loss. The guilt and hate. He sighed after she finally stopped screaming and only lay on the ground, trembling. His purple eyes looked around carefully as he waited. Any beast that heard her cries had turned back after seeing who was near their target. The human before him was slowly coming out of her shock. After she was only breathing heavily from the exhaustion, he finally picked her up carefully and w

oh my fvcking God ! THEY TURNED INTO GIANT FVCKING PURPLE WINGS !! She burst into a giant Purple Dragon as she took complete advantage of her vampiric Shape Shifting power. Her magnificent dragon figure spiralled upward like a bolting screw and soon enough I was caged in her talons before she flew over the bewildered army of confused rogues. The rogues started to run for life when they realized what Aira was upto but it was too late for them now. Checkmate guys.

Suddenly I heard a thunderous, angry screech and a simultaneous shriek of deadly pain. Everything happened so fast and I was still feeling dazed by the turn of events. To my shock stood the flaming, beheaded body of Czar and a huge, beautiful female dragon spread her wings in magnificent glory in the background. The dragon seemed to have gone out of control as she singlehandedly decimated the entire rogue population fighting against us. She was a beautiful light blue dragon with scales of colours ranging from hues of blue to purple. She looked like a Goddess and by the looks of it, I could tell that she was a Sea Dragon.

She is too cute. “Well, I’m assuming your scent will become stronger, especially leading up to it. You may become irritable, hot, and possibly violent. I know female dragons will fight their mates first before submitting, then they rut for days, sometimes even weeks. Usually, a dragon will take their mate to a secluded area until it’s over. A phoenix, well, I don’t know.” I tell her, gauging her reaction and she goes as red as her hair and I fight the laugh that is building. “Bedelia said … hold on. She wants to speak to you directly in case, and I quote, I fuck it up.” I laugh as she rolls her eyes at her phoenix. When I see her eyes grow brighter and I know I am now looking into the eyes o

Dracon smiled as he replied “She is a special wolf…there was a purple mist that forced him to shift and then ended his life…she is a white wolf with golden and purple spirals…they were glowing when she did that..and so were her eyes….but they are different…they glow gold purple and blue all at once…that is odd is it not?” Anatoly looked at Dracon and smiled “She is unique…I suppose you will have to ask her…but aren’t the marks on her neck proof she is mated already?” Dracon frowned “Well…I suppose I will have to kill him then….and any children she has with him…because I refuse to raise what is not mine…”

I closed the large book and stacked the three I was reading up, but when I touched the orange book it felt warm to the touch just like the red one when I grabbed it. I opened it and noticed the printing was only on a few pages it they were no longer blank like it had been earlier, maybe magic decided I needed to read the red one first. I shrugged as I sat back down and read the four pages that were available. They all basically said that dragons can be born from humans but if they are from an egg that the Dragon female decides when the egg hatches. If they want a fledgling in the near future it can be done but if they want to wait? well it says the mother can keep that egg safe without ever