Novel & Cerita Female Purple Dragon

Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom. "She seems pretty..." Fru blushed "Born from a red dragon and a golden dragon...whoa..she sure has the good genes doesn't she. Why would anyone call someone so pretty, huthra'vor? I feel this is jealousy at play. Petty creatures. Pretty sure the mockers are the ones with faces that screamed ‘abandoned by the creator', not Valia." Fru didn't understand why she was mad but she sure as hell wanted to test her fighting skills on some uglies.

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

A jet-black dragon with dark jade and amber stripe looking marks sat up and coiled its tail around his feet. "I agree. She is your rider; it makes sense that you want get involved. But why should we stay?" A brimstone colored dragon with dark purple swirls sharpened its claws using a rock. Many dragons started voicing their opinion, a majority of them agreeing on their unnecessary presence. Within a few minutes, Kali thought the noise from the war was a lullaby. Despite the talking, not a single dragon was opening their mouth. They were communicating psychically.

I only caught a glimpse of them before they took off behind me and disappeared behind a mountain range that blocked my view of how large the room actually was. I brought my eyes back down and noticed that there was a whole town here, and in the center was a large water fountain in the shape of a mermaid. There were people moving about their business. Some where laughing and carrying on, some were running at unreal speeds from one spot to another spot. None of them seemed to notice me. "This is a strange place, Kaiser." Paige said. I hadn't even noticed her standing beside me. I hadn't really thought about whether she would be put here with me. "I don't like it. Can we leave?" She asked.

"Well, no. I have no idea what color dragons are. For some reason it just never occurred to me that they would be purple." Now his firm chin rises in a jaunty manner. "We are defined by the striking colors of our dragon scales. This identifies our family line even though only four mature male dragons remain. I'm the last of the purple dragons." His eyes go black again as his suffering reaches clear to my soul. Even my wolf whines softly. He's such a disturbed man with so much pain held tightly inside. I wish he would cry again so I could pull his head to my breast. He needs to let the pain escape.

So, Naomi expected the beasts to have some level of distinctiveness but she wasn’t prepared for the sleek, elegant, and powerful animal that was presented to her. The scales of the she-dragon looked like they had been painted with snow. Her wings were of the same color but had a hint of royal purple around the tips of the membranes. The dragon was massive, smaller than Dreygor but larger than Elyx. Her dark, elliptical pupils surrounded by piercing yellow scleras stared back at Naomi in challenge as if to say, ‘Try me again, little human.’

My drool was soaked on a couple of stacks of notes. "I just need to clarify their identities with you." "Your ability can't see through it?" "Their screens are different." "Different how?" "Color." I stroked my bread four to five times. Every status screen is blue, a nice simple bright blue. This never changes, no matter how old you get or how young you are. There are reports of dragons having a dark blue screen. Demons are reported to have purple screens. Yet no human, dwarf, or elf has ever been reported to have a different color status screen from blue.

Loukas explained. I noticed that Kaelayni and Mykynzye gave each other a look when Loukas said that about dragon shifters, but I will address that later. Alaexys, Jaylin, Dareia, Danallae and Laehya all had dragons sitting on their shoulders. They were the size of house cats. Not the other cats that have been here for a few days that think they are lap sized. Alaexys had a pink dragon sitting on her shoulder. I was not surprised that it was pink. Just about everything about her is pink. Jaylin’s little dragon was green like an emerald. Dareia had a little black dragon which would go back and forth between her and Donte. Danallae’s dragon reminded me of a ruby. It was dark red and shimmery. T

Dragons were ruthless, demon spawns of Satan that destroyed everything in their path, but oh were they some of the most gorgeous creatures on this planet! Tora, my mate, showed me some pictures that her sister had taken of her dragon before. I was in complete and utter awe of her. Her scales were the color of dusk, when the dark blues and purples mixed with the black. They had a metallic shine to them making them look like they had stars everywhere. Her eyes, oh goddess her eyes, they were the color of the most beautiful sunset. That perfect blend of dark yellow and orange.

Lucien listened to me, nodding in agreement. My mate is the prophesized white dragon. The champion of the nightcrawlers. There’s no mistaking it. That is why she has those purple eyes. It’s a sign of royalty and she comes from the dragon shifters bloodline. The white hair signals the color of her dragon, and she doesn’t realize this but her every time she releases her aura I break off a sweat. “But what about the nightcrawlers? This still doesn’t make any sense…” Jared muttered, cinching his eyebrows.