Iruru Dragon Form Novels & Stories

“Don’t mind him. He’ll behave.” “And I told you not to bring the dragons here. But you’ve brought both, and now I can’t do anything about it.” She looked behind her at where the second one stood waiting. That one was smaller than this red one, though not by much since she had to guess that both of them were close to ten meters from snout to tail. Slender and blue-green-scaled, with a strange peacock-like webbed frill bearing beautiful false eyes, this second dragon was far stranger and more ethereal than she had ever imagined one could look.

Something inside Rurik broke, a piece of his heart. A cold, harsh laugh escaped Ruslan's lips. "What's one more human, more or less?" Shock and grief raged inside Rurik. His Nikita, his Niki was gone. A red mist descended over his vision. He didn't care about the club, the treaty, or the Brotherhood right now. He cared only for vengeance. With a deafening roar, Rurik's clothes shredded as his body transformed into a fifteen-foot-tall black-scaled dragon. His frill fanned out around his neck as he opened his jaws and a stream of fire shot out, so hot it was nearly blue.

It spreads around at a slow pace, before rapidly turning the dragon’s body into a medium of dispersing neon blue matter. Unlike the black ashes that I saw floating in the air earlier, the fragments that comes from the dragon’s body were soft blue in colour and was glowing faintly. I couldn’t help covering my mouth in disbelief, when I saw the corner of the dragon’s mouth mysteriously curled up. He stayed in his position until the last bit of dragon’s rough skin vanishes from the touch of his forehead. Then, with a contented look, he gazed up and said a word that I couldn’t understand.

“The aura at this place will draw in more spirit energy. It can calm down one’s mind and make one’s sleep better. It's best to form the Universal Violet Dragon Formation.” The Universal Violet Dragon Formation was one of the two formations he had gotten from Cloudia Paragon. It was a defensive formation, and it could defend against the attack from a grandmaster if he could set it up.

I hazarded a guess that the basket held the corpse of some poor, small, tortured brethren. Aurien pulled off his clothing and shifted into dragon form, his scales brilliant and his roar enraged, followed by smoke and fire. His claws tore up tufts of soil and kicked them around him, and he shook his wings, flicking them out in a display of aggression, only stilling when Diandreliera approached his side, running her hand along his forequarter.

How could he allow these two insects to manipulate him? Walter grinned and revealed his true form—a Water and Fire Two-Headed Dragon several thousand feet long.

Dragons were few, and many had never seen one in any form. Away from the horses, so as not to startle them, in a clearing large enough for his dragon form, Aurien shifted from man to dragon without slowing his walk, transitioning into the larger form in a smooth flow that was both magical and natural to him. I heard the exclamation around the camp, saw men rise to standing, abandoning their tasks to stare in wonder as the dragon stretched and preened, flicking his wings against his back, and arching his neck, before turning his violet gaze to me.

I heard a click then he answered. “It’s open.” I entered and search under the backseat. I pulled out what I found under and was surprised to see a Seoul University uniform. And what surprised me more is that it fits me perfectly. So Black Dragon thought about this mission. Not to mention he didn’t forget we’re together in this. I unconsciously smiled at the thought of it. I continued changing when Black Dragon speaks again. “And Topgun, there’s also hair products there. Change your hairstyle. “ “Okay.” I answered. He’s really prepared for this. I thought as I grabbed the hair products and fix my hair.

Heath said under his breath. He wasn’t wrong, Aislen thought. The process of Jules expanding into dragon form confused the eyes, as if her brain could not quite believe what it was seeing and wanted to deny witnessing it at all. He sort of blurred out, stretched and expanded. However, the finished form was quite beautiful. Where Samuel’s dragon was a sleeky scaled reptilian dragon, Jules’ form held shadows of his wolf in the fur, but also the shape of his head and body. A gigantic wolf with wings. “Penn,” Talen extended his hand to the cameraperson. “And Morgana.”

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."