Joker Holding Blue Eyes White Dragon Novels & Stories

I turn and see Joel literally shaking as he scolds Jaka, who just looks at him with a bored expression. “If I wanted to kill you, nothing would have stopped me, so stop your whining. Not many can say they have ridden a dragon.” His green eyes find mine, giving me a wink and I blush as I look away when he laughs, a rumble in his chest as he shifts back and takes the clothes from the bag and puts them on. I turn and see the rock formation, and I gulp. Taking a deep breath, I move closer when Vilkas takes my hand in his, interlacing our fingers.

Then it’s time for rain to shift, she stands strong ready, she is the only water dragon to be going with the party. “What is your dragon called?” I ask her, she smiles warmly. “Shui” Stepping forward she shifts, I watch as she changes into the most beautiful ice white dragon with sky blue flecks and bright blue eyes. Her white scales are almost like glitter when the sun hits them. She is smaller than the male dragons but her dragon out shines them all. “She’s pretty impressive” I turn to look at Denu, she rolls her eyes “Ok, she is stunning” she says, I just laugh at her.

“I knew that you were not gone.” They stroked over the dragon’s snout and pressed a kiss between his nostrils just as the dragon’s eyes flicked open, the pupil contracting as the dragon focused on the vampire standing at his snout. Jules’ eyes. The reaction jerked through the dragon, and he lifted his head and tried to rise, finding himself pressed tight within the confined space, tail and body unfurling, wings striking against the walls and ceiling, and the movement pushing Harry into the wall. The dragon was beginning to panic.

Its claws are dark at the base, clear at the tips. But its eyes are the worst part. Deep ice blue, bright and cold. When it looks down, the air feels frozen. The warriors below can only stare up in fear. The white dragon folds its wings and drops from the sky. Snow explodes as it lands hard on the frozen ground. The whole werewolf realm shakes. Its ice-blue eyes sweep over everyone below. No one dares to breathe. That's the way it is now. Then, the rider steps down. Raphael slides off the dragon’s back and hits the ground. The cold air dances around us, biting skin, freezing breath.

Her dress was stained with orange juice leaking down her arm, and she wasn't looking good. "Let her go." Melvin hurried over at once. But what came after wasn't what he expected. "Jackpot," Rex uttered. "White dragon." At those words, Melvin gaped, his face draining of color. A wave of bewilderment crashed over him, sweeping through his senses like a tempest. 'W-White dragon...?' Miracle's eyes darted around in a mixture of panic, fear, and shock as she looked for a spot where she could rest them on. To his surprise, she wasn't saying anything to refute Rex.

I sighed and looked down. Cassius put his finger under my chin. Our eyes met as he said, “Use your imagination. What would you like your dragon to look like?” That is something that I have never thought about. Dragons have always frightened me, ever since I was attacked when I was six. If my dreams were any indication, dragons killed my parents. I have no reason to want a dragon, but The Trio did save me. I will try because I am alive because of them. “She would have blue eyes, because I love blue eyes,” I began to blush, as his blue eyes twinkled at me, before a bit of red dotted them. “Her scales would be white, iridescent, and maybe accentuated with gold or silver.”

I say to her and she looks at me before nodding her head, looking down with a sigh. “You want to know why Charlie is using liquid obsidian to control her?” she lifts her head and I don’t even need to say anything. I just nod my head. “Jadara claimed to be a siren. But she isn’t just a siren.” I sit, listening as I bring my legs up and cross them. Waiting for her to tell me. “Tell me, Rosa, what creatures in our world have white eyes?” she asks and I think back to every lesson I was taught.

I whispered back remembering, searching his eyes, As soon as I said it his eyes softened to a blue as if those words had calmed him. “WE don’t,” he replied softly, his eyes all shades of green, blue, and gold. "Is that what you are? A Dragon?" I asked staring up into his galaxy eyes, his arms around me stiffened, "yes," he replied his eyes skimming my face as if gauging my reaction. I shook my head wondering what I had gotten myself into, I thought Lycans were a mess, but Dragons! "I didn't know that Dragons were-" "Handsome?" He asked grinning, his white teeth which were definitely not as sharp as I thought they would be appearing.

Her eyes had widened at first when I took my jacket off and her gaze landed on the tattoos on my arms. “Take your shirt off please.” I complied and she swiveled her finger and I turned around so she could look at my dragon. “Uhm … I’ll be right back.” She hastily left the tent and I sat back down on the bed. My dragon was an anomaly, something unheard of and not seen by many. She probably had no idea what division to put me in. She appeared ten minutes later with a doctor, a man dressed in a green tracksuit and another man in a suit. I stood up as they entered the tent and the man in the suit took his glasses off. “Good morning Wynter, may I call you Wynter?”