Joker Holding Blue Eyes White Dragon Novels & Stories

Jenkins bellowed, and endless raging energy pressure suddenly surged from his body! In an instant, a green dragon appeared behind Jenkins. This green dragon had blood-red eyes, long whiskers, and green scales. It was hundreds of feet long. It soared into the sky and roared angrily. Roar! The dragon hovered above Jenkins’ head with its fangs wide open. A pair of crimson dragon eyes stared at the tiny Leon on the opposite stage. “Leon, your life is mine!” Jenkins shouted angrily, raised his fists, and rushed at Leon! Seeing this, Leon frowned. Dressed in an outfit as white as snow, he spread his hands and fought with Jenkins!

I will look death in the face and spit in its eye. He stands over me-the great beast I spent my life hating. I was told my dragon captor would be blue and he is. Though blue doesn't quite cover the shades of color rippling over his scales. From the fairest blue sky to the dark of the moon, the light illuminates his incredible hide. His monstrous body is larger than I ever imagined. And his eyes. Their stunning blue depths hold nothing but death. "What are you staring at, female?"

Lightning fissured the clouds, illuminating the Wolves’ patches in stark relief: the flaming fleur-de-lis eyes glowed like live coals. He finally looks in our direction and registers the standoff—his men aiming at the house, Dragon aiming at him. Eyes locked on Dragon’s Kimbers pointed directly at him, then flick to me peeking out from behind Dragon’s soaked white shirt, translucent against the tattooed saints on his skin.

Just then, the screen was playing a scene of White-eyes Ivory Dragon’s crazed battle with ten of Orpheus’ elites at the enemy’s base. Back then, Matthew and the other four were standing around, holding phones with high definition cameras to record Ivory Dragon’s actions from different angles. Even if this video had been slowed by ten times, their eyes still felt overwhelmed watching it. Had they not known this was a real incident, even these freaks inside Wolf’s Den would never believe that this was real. They would have thought this was a movie made with special effects. However, now, they were aware that this man in the video was Nemesis’ number one, White-eyed Ivory Dragon. He was the fin

Dracon smiled as he clasped his brothers hand in his “She is a feisty one….She took out Jacobi all by herself…he was one of my best…too bad..” He shrugged as he took a seat near the table. Anatoly sat down as well and looked at his brother “How did she do that?” Dracon smiled as he replied “She is a special wolf…there was a purple mist that forced him to shift and then ended his life…she is a white wolf with golden and purple spirals…they were glowing when she did that..and so were her eyes….but they are different…they glow gold purple and blue all at once…that is odd is it not?”

Then he bailed out of the window. "He's insane! My brother committed suicide! How high is this place?!" Bum Pan asked nervously. Jace just smirked and shook his head. "We're just on the fifteenth floor." Bum Pan's eyes almost went out of its sockets as he looked to the swinging curtains of the window. It took some seconds before a black shadow enveloped the room. A deafening sound of dashing wind was heard and just then a black dragon appeared. It was not as big as an adult dragon. Its eye was as fierce as Kaizer's, shining lime under the moonlit. Why eye and not eyes? For Wink only had his right eye open. His left eye was wounded and it was always closed. That was why he was named Wink.

Jake eyes were a faint green colour, indicating that he was using some special skill to see what was going on on the battlefield. "Need to switch places," Jake stated before leaping off the tree. He was knowledgeable enough to know that it would be silly to remain in one place as a long ranger. An ice dragon was summoned beneath his feet as he was carried to another high rise tree. All the while, his eyes were glued to the battlefield; specifically, his eyes were fixed to his teammate Aegeus. *Growl*

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Whatever was happening wasn't good and I knew that fully too well. My eyes swept over by the corner and I saw an old woman tied up and seated on the cold dusty floor, she looked extremely weak and seemed to be in need of water. "Alyssa" I heard Joker call and stared deeply into his eyes and then it all started over again, the strange safe feeling and that's when my wolf realized that it was his eyes. He was somehow compelling me. With great effort, I managed to pry my eyes away from him by shutting them close tight then looking over to the woman at the far corner. "C-can you release me from this chair. I-it's uncomfortable " I said in a pleading tone.

“I wanna see Luna … Robert … and Chief Gregor … but they’re all one world away …” A sparkle of light caught the corner of his vision. Arth turned and he spotted a glowing sphere from the dragon’s mouth. He smiled sadly when he realized it was the core of Draphiron. It had the same size of an eyeball, glowing in blue as the color of S-class beasts. Arth wiped his tears and reached for the dragon’s mouth to get the core. But then, as he touched the blue orb, it suddenly flashed, blinding Arth’s eyes.