Feminine Beautiful Dragon Novels & Stories

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.

“R-right...the dragon...” We both wait for the huge creature to reveal itself, and I’m relieved when it turns out to be a light blue, almost white female dragon. It locks its red eyes on mine before looking at Amber. Satisfaction washes over its features as if it has found what it is looking for, and we both watch it shifting into an elderly woman.

Then it’s time for rain to shift, she stands strong ready, she is the only water dragon to be going with the party. “What is your dragon called?” I ask her, she smiles warmly. “Shui” Stepping forward she shifts, I watch as she changes into the most beautiful ice white dragon with sky blue flecks and bright blue eyes. Her white scales are almost like glitter when the sun hits them. She is smaller than the male dragons but her dragon out shines them all. “She’s pretty impressive” I turn to look at Denu, she rolls her eyes “Ok, she is stunning” she says, I just laugh at her.

“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.

A noble dress is flowing around her delicate, short body, and my chest aches with painful shyness. My mate—she is so beautiful while I'm this minor baby dragon. I'm not worthy of her! I'm so embarrassed. A weakling like me doesn't deserve such a goddess for a mate. She has the most stunning black hair and soft hands plucking flowers from the ground beneath her. Another squeal, this time filled with longing, escapes me, and the woman turns around. Dread of being found surges through me as she searches the ground, halting once she spots me.

Thinking of someone hurting them made rage bubble in my stomach. I climbed into the nest, waiting for Beatrix to hop off my shoulder and curl up with her siblings. I honestly had no idea if she was even a she, or if the other two were boys. I was just guessing. But she had pretty, almond shaped eyes with thick, short lashes that looked so feminine. I would be shocked if she was a male, honestly. I lay so I can hug all three dragons, and close my eyes. I smile when the lights go out, and I feel Erik sliding into our nest. I felt very comfortable and safe right now, like I belonged here, with Erik and these dragons.

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips

It seemed to have caught on after a while as a few other dragons like mine had been named similarly. I loved my dragon. She was a beautiful black dragon with a white skull marking and had gorgeous star like spots all over her in various colors. There were bright and dark blue, violet, red and green. Her wings were huge and hide webbed, connected by various bones in her shoulder joints. Her tail was silver tipped and looked frayed but it really wasn't. Her horns were curved backwards into a loop, the tips pointing forward. They were spotted with faint red spots, almost making her look bloody. I thought it was kind of funny myself. As for her powers, she could communicate with all dragon breed

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

Its scales shimmers like polished obsidian. Hiro noticed nine towing rings of different colors— Ruby red, Sapphire blue, Emerald green, Amethyst purple, Gold, Silver, Copper, Bronze and Iron— adorn its mighty neck. Hiro knows the rings might mean something to the dragon. "You came at last to free me from this. Thank you, my King." the dragon spoke which made Hiro smile. It was a female Dragon. "You are very magnificent." Hiro told the dragon. "Thank you and you are small," the dragon said again and if possible Hiro's smile grew wider. "Come, let's go. It's been a long time since I flew and I want that." She added.