Glass Dragons Novels & Stories

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

"That’s them. The missing dragonlings." The auction started with a few smaller items that didn’t really catch our attention. But as soon as the dragonlings were brought out, the whole atmosphere shifted. Everyone in the room seemed mesmerized by their beauty. The glass cage holding them was lifted onto the stage, lit with a blue glow that made their scales shimmer. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is the highlight of today’s event,” the auctioneer announced, his voice booming. “Two genuine blue dragonlings from the Dragon Lands! The bidding starts at five million gold coins!”

"Now, what happened to her?" Nathan was going crazy, both of his wives were lying side by side on the bed and he had the face filled with fidgety all the while. The dragon flower was being dipped in the water and as soon as it changed its colour into a blond shade, Siren and Chapelle were making the Ladyship drink the golden water. While Willow had just examined Raya Blackmark and turned with her twinkled eyes to speak, "My Lord! It's a miracle!"

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Fastest flyers, smallest, but have the largest wingspan. Green Dragons: Food suppliers. They hunt for the Royal family and all who live in the palace. They are less likely to be spotted on the ground due to their color. Purple Dragons: Royal guards. They protect the immediate Royal family. Third largest of all dragon breeds. Blue Dragons: Royal patrol. They make sure the dragons that do not live in the palace or kingdom don't cause trouble outside the Kingdom. Gold Dragons: Scent hunters. They track out the hiding place of a dragon.

However, since everyone didn't calm themselves down from the amazement, it was hard for them to distinguish whether the two black dragons were real dragons or not. Seeing that, Bai Ling's face became more gloomy and she cast spells more quickly. Cyan light flashed between her fingers and produced more power to support the Green Spirit Divine Bird to launch attacks. The Green Spirit Divine Bird kept making sharp whistling sounds. It must have sensed the mighty power of the black dragons and realized that the dragons should be great threats. "Howl..."

As Edon continued its evolution, so Neyalha and Gheyaral came to know that they, though immortal, also felt a desire to have progeny that could serve not only to expand the race of Dragons, but could aid them in their task of guiding the inhabitants of Edon. And so were born to them, emerging from their shining, silvery shells upon the highest peak in the Erimanthe Mountains, a pair of young Dragons. As with their parents, so too were the young ones a male and a female. Yet they were so vastly different in appearance it was immediately evident which was which. The male was dark, his scales an iridescent black that shimmered with ripples of color in the morning light. Red eyes glowed beneath

I rolled my eyes again and Glinda let out a laugh. “Dragons are always so possessive. Don’t worry, either of you. I’m no threat.” She said, glancing away from me to look at both Spencer and Adam. “I’ve seen your fae magics.” Spencer opened the back door of her car, picking up several of the paper bags into his hands. “They deserved it.” Glinda smiled back at me. She leaned closer to my ear. “Don’t let that scare you, dear. I threw in some gifts into your order. That I thought you and your... Mates might like.”

Dragons from all around the world comes to celebrate this festival. .......... Ginger and Claire moaned as Allain groped their breasts. Helen was crouched between his legs sucking his cock. He grunted when Hellen licked her way up to his roots. He ducked his head and sucked on Ginger's budding breast while kneading Claire's dry pussy. The women faked moans to not get punished by the dragon King.