Joker Holding Blue Eyes White Dragon Novels & Stories

King Sargon and Jasmine said in unison staring at white colored scaled creature that was five times of their height, its long bat-winged were twice his own size and were spread wide, his narrow RED colored were fixed on Jasmine and King Sargon while his long nostril were flaring hot airs. Jasmine and King both were death struck, their mouth remained hung open when white dragon wriggled its long snaked like tail and slowly took a step closer to them “ARRREEEHHH………” it growled lowly and a purple stone near queen Adrianne body went flying and got stuck on Dragon forehead like a crown. King Sargon Quickly pulled Jasmine behind his back and immediately pulled out his stuck sword from Queen Adrian

I glance at a woman standin’ nearby. “Krystie?” I ask. She shakes her head and points toward Joker. “That’s her,” she whispers. Shit. I step around to get a better look. He’s cradling someone in his arms—a woman—but he’s so far gone, he doesn’t even notice we’re there. The woman in Joker’s arms is unconscious, her skin pale and blue. Joker’s gone. Completely gone, lost in his madness, and there’s no bringin’ him back right now.

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

Castus hiss,his voice incredibly low. "That was a long time ago,we don't even know if it's real" "I'm a witch"Castus point at himself for Adir to get the point. "You're not doing me any good right now,I don't want to kill them and...What's that?"Adir bend his head,red lens covering them,Cuss escape castus lip,scenting the well concealed blood "Are we in danger?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Karen and the others gasp when the Dragon eyes opened,he stretch making the table topple over,his grey skin change color into a bluish white brightening the dagger tattoo on his chest.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

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.

Creed, stepping forward to grab me, my eyes glowed purple against his skin. “She dies,” my dragon growled. I pushed the orb back into my chest, feeding off of it’s energy. Creed only silently agreed as I gripped hold of the witch by her neck. My purple eyes were reflected in hers. Terror shaken she shook her head. “Have mercy,” she whimpered.

“Come on in.” Xander gave a big smile and gaily went to Johan’s side. He was about 2 inches taller than Johan. He bent down a bit and stared at the small dragon. “It’s a beautiful specimen!” he declared, “The paintings from the archives are nothing compared to the real thing!” the dragon stared back at him sleepily. “Where did you get him?” He asked Johan who was starting to look pissed. “I found his egg in one of the mines,” Johan mumbled.

The fake first uncle was stunned by the beauty of this dragon crystal, he immediately put the torch in his hand on the table where the torch was placed. Then he started to take the blue dragon crystal, touched it and twirled it. Pay attention to every part of this exquisite dragon crystal. It was then that a light shot out from the blue crystal, a light that dazzled the eyes that made the fake first uncle's eyes ache. He couldn't even remove the blue crystal from his hand, it stuck in his hand and absorbed his body. As the light went out, the fake first uncle immediately fell to the ground and the blue crystal slipped out of his hand.

My power and Audra's maybe contradicting, just like our personalities, but these are also the best amalgamated to maintain our balance. As of cue, we give our final blow as we both scream in too much pain. It is like our own power was being removed from us. We are starting to release our last card. Our dragons. From my merlot fire, a petrifying merlot red dragon take a shape as it breaths its own fire. It takes its wings and glides by the winds. Another roar echoes in the four corners of our spacious room. Our of Audra's ice mist, another colossal dragon materializes. Unlike mine, it has sapphire blue scales around its body and has a pair of arctic blue eyes that makes it much more terrifyin