Novel & Cerita Female Purple Dragon

"What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–” “That wasn't one. A dragon showing up at the academy to meet a new student can't be a coincidence , Roseline,” he replied. Still in deep thinking. Roseline shrugged and picked up her teacup. Her posture and movements spoke of elegance with which she acts. She wore a purple velvet dress which fell to her knees and her hair was styled in a wave and packed in a bun. With some strands out, the old lady didn't look like one. “I guess you're right. There was news that Vincent and that girl did leave with the dragon.”

Anala says, just as I hear a roar in the stadium. I turn and see that Morgan has shifted into a gorgeous blue dragon, the color of blue topaz, a water dragon. “Is she a pure dragon?” I ask, completely enthralled with her glittering scales. “Yes, she’s like me, hatched in a lab,” Anala says distractedly. The talking in the stadium has stopped and all eyes are on the claim below. “You are mine, Morgan,” Aithlin says stepping forwad. Morgan roars, water pouring out of her mouth like a heavy waterfall.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

The wolves gather around as Ophelia raises her hands and says, please Welcome our lost Dragon King and Queen. The wolves Howl around us as each of the witches binds our hand together with coloured ribbons; Ophelia’s is green, then a red one is bound around us, then a blue one, which I now know is the colour of Dylan’s dragon and lastly a gold coloured ribbon is wrapped around our joined hands, I raise an eyebrow unsure of why one is gold, Ophelia smiles as she says “Our Dragon heir” Our baby Dragon will be gold…. The head witch raises her hand to the sky before she says,

I gasped. Sarah turned to the window too. The mansion gate opened, and I saw the convoy of black luxury SUVs with tinted glass all running into our compound. A biker in front of the vehicles carried the familiar banner, a black flag with a red dragon at the center. It's the one symbol all citizens of Valdoria recognized. The banner of RED DRAGON, the most powerful man in the country and beyond. He was the leader of the Durango Cartel and a godfather to almost every powerful man in the country today, including my dad.

“Drakun.” The dragon made a sound like a snort of approval. “Drakos Drakun.” To the surprise and horror of everyone watching; the king, the soldiers who stood guarding him, the noblemen and their families, the prince and the princess, Llod and Hegi, the dragon’s serpentine eyes closed and it bowed its head and pushed it into her hand. Mare released a shaky breath and let her fingers fold over the tough scales. She closed her eyes. The surge of warmth within her was now a dull burn in her heart. This dragon was hers.

From her statement, it seems she thought Drogo was a male dragon. "What?" She said looking confused. "Drogo is a female '' I said with a glare, Freya was taken aback. I wasn't surprised, she knew nothing about dragons, so she had no idea. "Drogo is a female dragon? " She shouted in horror, looking at me with disappointment. " Why on earth would you give a female dragon a masculine name? The name Drogo sounds manly" she said looking at me with disdain. Her words and actions rendered me speechless. " I heard that when a dragon is born you alone can give it its name. What were you thinking when you thought of Drogo?" She questioned. "Goodness! There better names " she said again.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

Saving Avery’s room for last since we doubted our dragons would be there, because she’s human; we walked together. I knocked lightly, but there was no answer; we looked at each other in silence. That was when we heard our dragons cooing. I opened the door. Laying on the floor next to Avery’s bed, were our dragons, and they were curled around this slightly smaller iridescent white and blue dragon with golden scales around its small horns forming a crown. The female dragon is rare and extremely beautiful, too. “Mate,” Carter says in my head.

Scarlet placed the cat back on the ground, where April sat there flicking her tail, and seemed to smile at Lizzy. "The purple dragon I call him Impetum, and Defensionem is my white dragon. We feed off of each other's energy and emotions." Scarlet made a few gestures with her hands, which caused chains to appear. "Also, the chains that I use are chains from hell. Therefore, I can call upon or control the dead. You may never see me using my chains. But be glad you won't. Last, these dragons are powerful and can act on their own if need be. Like say I'm badly hurt, or in the middle of a fight, and I give them the go-ahead." Scarlet finished explaining her powers to them and asked if they knew w