Flying Blue Silver Novels & Stories

She rolled her eyes and stood to go to the bathroom when the plane shook and she found herself in Luca's lap. The feeling of having Silver's body in contact with him was enough to make Luca's senses hazy. He could perceive the faint scent of the apple-like shampoo that she used to wash her hair and the chocolate perfume she wore. Sliver blinked as she stared into his eyes, seeing him so close she could see that his eyes were dark blue, she always thought it was black. She slowly looked down and her eyes became fixated on his lips, they were red. She slowly brought her hand close to his lips to feel it, to check if he applied something to it because her mind couldn't comprehend why his lips c

"The royal silver dragons are the mightiest dragons in all the realms." Sarn laughed and spoke next. "Nothing personal, but besides a little shine, you have no color. What makes you think silver is the mightiest?" How did I answer that? "It just is," I replied stubbornly. I don't think my uncle ever explained why we were mighty; I just accepted it because he said it was so. Laryn leapt into the sky shifting to his blue dragon. "You are not prettier than this. Blue is the color of the sky and ocean. Blue is the color that should be bowed to."

"Winston, ask your people to stay in a place where a winged creature can't easily fly into. Somewhere narrow! Avoid going to open spaces, and make sure that none of you will touch any of the healers' weapons. They are made of silver!" Silver is poisonous to were-creatures. It shuts down their ability to regenerate from injuries, causes a burning effect, and generally ruins their day. Healers know this, so basically, healers have spears that are purely made of silver to hunt lycans. "I know what to do. Just go back, Luceethe, and fold your wings!" "There is no use hiding it; everyone saw me already!" "Luceethe! I said, Fold your wings!" "I am trying to help here! I don't want any of the Lycan

A massive silver-furred drake, its eyes glowing with a soft sapphire light, detached itself from the shadows and lowered its head before me. Mine, the beast’s mind whispered to mine. I climbed onto its broad shoulders, Kaelen mounting behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist like iron bands. The contact was the only thing that kept the sapphire itch from turning into a full-scale freeze. "Fly!" I commanded. The drakes leaped from the peak. The sensation of falling was instantaneous, a stomach-churning drop into the clouds, followed by the violent, magnificent snap of wings catching the updraft. We plummeted through the mist, the Obsidian Fortress shrinking behind us into a needle of ston

In another part of the forest, echoed several blip sounds and blue fairies appeared. “Hm? Is this it?” One of them asked. Another was squinting its eyes and looking around while humming. “I don’t see him around…” Another flew around and waved its hands in the air. “T-The air is thick… It’s like I can swim in it…” “We ‘are’ swimming in the air. It’s called flying.” Another replied as it looked around. The blue fairy before this one looked at the one commenting just now. “I-I mean…” It started timidly.

that's Morgana’s teaching. I touched the cracked pendant hanging loosely against my chest. It pulsed faintly, still humming with fragments of Riven’s magic. “You’re holding on better than me,” I muttered with a dry laugh. Blue trotted beside me, tail swishing like she owned the damn woods. She’d grown too big for the satchel now, her scales shimmered molten silver, her wings folded neatly against her back. Waist-high and glowing faintly, she looked like something out of a myth.

“Thank you.” My mouth hung open when I heard that, the emotions clearly written on my face. Even Silver looked mildly surprised, a light acknowledgment visible in his eyes. Silver then snorted softly, his bubbly aura slowly returning back, the atmosphere that was previously gloomy cleared up. “I am going to catch her now,” Silver vanished. His speed shocked me because I could not believe that anything could move that fast. “He's a thousand years old, he can do things that seem crazy to us.” Cayden explained.

And, the city was glowing underneath a silver blue sky, the buildings were floating as we moved. “This can't be real,” I whispered. Damian who had been sitting opposite me, was calm as ever, his gaze was also fixed on the sky ahead. For a while, there was a silence stretched between us, the sound I was hearing was just the sound from the sky. Then, suddenly, I noticed a strange look on Damian’s face, it was absolutely different from what I had been seeing, I could remember his eyes were blue, but now, it was flashing silver, not just a normal silver…metallic…cold.