Joker Holding Blue Eyes White Dragon Novels & Stories

JONEA I froze, staring at the giant figure before me, my eyes wide in disbelief. The blue dragon stood tall and proud, exuding power but not menace. Its shimmering scales gleamed under the moonlight, reminding me of the Dragon’s Tear pendant Aland gave me. Unfortunately, the pendant had lost its radiant blue hue and turned dark. “Who… are you?” I stammered, my voice trembling, a mix of awe and fear. “I am the Mountain Dragon,” it replied, its deep voice rumbling like an earthquake. “I’ve come for you, Jonea. Come with me, and I’ll explain everything.”

“No wonder I never found you. Why are you here and not in the dragon lakes?” The dragon didn’t answer, at least not with words. It kept circling, a spiral of muscle and power, the current of its movement warping the bubble, making Dayanara’s arms tremble. A head bent down, slow and regal, and I saw the eyes for the first time. A crystalline blue, deeper than the ocean, fixed on us with the sort of attention that made you feel very, very small. No, not on us. On me. Or rather, on the thing in my hand.

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

Pale green eyes—familiar in their intensity despite their reptilian shape—fix on Sorin with murderous intent. Before I can react, the dragon opens its jaws and unleashes a torrent of blue-white fire directly at Sorin. The dragonfire collides with my light shield, not fighting it but merging, amplifying, transforming the energy into something new and devastating. The combined power slams into Sorin's shadow magic with explosive force.

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?"

The image was raw, visceral, intensely painful. Slowly, agonizingly, he began to make sense of the memory, each detail slotting into place with brutal precision. His eyes, previously clouded with confusion, underwent a terrifying transformation, shifting from their natural hue to a blazing golden shade, the unmistakable manifestation of his dragon. He slowly raised his head, his gaze finding Eleanor, pinning her where she stood. Eleanor instinctively stepped back, recognizing those glowing, furious eyes as the dragon’s manifestation, a primal, terrifying power.

I took a step closer. "I don't know, but stay where you are. I'm not sure what's going on, and I don't want to hurt you." He raised a hand. His eyes changed to gold - the magic of the dragon. "Your eyes." He smiled. "I know, love. I can feel it. See a difference." "Are you okay?" I reached out but didn't touch him and crossed my arms to keep from doing something stupid. His eyes changed to a bright elven blue. "Yes. These are the underlings of the Unknowns. Remember them?"

The dragon seemed to be satisfied because he closed his eyes and relaxed to his touch. “Can't he talk like other creatures?” he asked, admiring his white-blue body with a light blue underbelly, giving him the appearance and texture of a cloud. He has sky-blue eyes, along with a strip of light blue on his forehead. He has two golden horns were on the back of his head and a pair of large feathery wings that curl up at the tip. “He does not talk but he understands everything we say.” the king answered. “I see.” Jimmy nodded, then his gaze landed on a collar around his neck. It had a beautiful Ruby in the middle. “It's very nice,” he mumbled, gently touching the stone.

“I am ready to fight! Do something!” She waits a few minutes as she also waiting for the cannibal eater's next attack. She closed her eyes, hoping for a miracle to happen. She can hear the monster growling but all she thinks right now is how to save herself or is this how she dies. The pearl creates glazing random white light lines from inside it as it is slowly expanding from small light that makes Hana and the cannibal fire eater glares at it. The light is gently fading as it was absorbed through Hana’s eyes and when it is done. Her eyes became pure white, shining beautifully, and when the light was gone, Hana’s eyes back to normal.

I say as I laugh. The black dragon lunges for me as the gold dragon stops him with a growl. I watch as the dragomans eyes change from a beautiful shade of blue to pitch black as I laugh. Loving the reaction that I got from him I decide to go ahead and continue as I step closer to the back wall.