Koi Dragon Novels & Stories

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

I raise my shoulders at her. "You met him already? Who is it? Wait, I don't understand. That asshole cheated on you?" Jodie went from happy to murder in five seconds. "Jeez, relax. I guess, I did meet him. I have no idea who it is. My mother says that my dragon will tell me. She just hasn't spoken to me yet." I place my hands on her shoulders and pushed her out the door. "It kind of makes sense why your dragon hasn't spoken to you. We get our dragons young, so they learn and grow with us. At this stage, your dragon is still a baby. I think she still has to learn to talk I guess." I look at her in utter disbelief.

Evan cleared his throat, and felt his cheeks turned light pink before he answered. "Her name is Mayari Alverno and she's not my girlfriend." Evan corrected while keeping his composure. When everything has been settled, they continued their way to the Myrim Palace where the Spring of Remedy is kept. The carriage was being drawn by a different dragon, it kinda similar to Enchantia but there are also differences The dragon is a large wingless lizard with silver white skin and webbed feet, it also have gills in its neck and their ears are similar to mermen's, fins.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

' thought the dragon king with a smirk . He looked at Charlotte with a smirk and got up from the couch then went near her . He walked around her and started to look at her from her head to her toes . " Looking at your physical form , you aren't that bad ! Maybe you could be quite tasty if you are cooked at the right water temperature . I will tell the chef to also add some other herbs and lots of sakura petals . They have a nice aroma . Also , I will tell them to add some dragon milk to the water . That way , your skin will become smoother and white , just like a pure jade.....Hmmm.......should we add some almonds too ?!........... " said the dragon king .

Red Dragon was on his knees looking up at her, like something strong enough to break him. “Diyorza… please.” The words came out broken. I froze. Red Dragon? Begging? Confusion hit me as I tried to process what just happened. But Diyorza wasn't done. She answered with another slap, harder than the first. Then leaned closer until her mouth was almost against his ear. “You don’t have the right to call me by my name. You’re beneath me. Know your place, dog.” My chest tightened. “What? No way.” Those were my thoughts. I couldn't believe what my eyes showed me. It felt like it wasn't real, like my eyes were deceiving me.

"I am Kuraokami, and these are my brother's Takaokami and Kuramitsuha, we are the Ice brothers, dragon lords of the frozen realm, we accept you as our mate, do you accept us?" Morgana broke the surface of the water, finding her mates directly in front of her, eyes burning into her skin as they waited intently for her answer. She licked her lips teasingly, impressed that they were immune to her seduction, and she replied "I'll accept you if you can catch me before I reach the end of the pool!" And she dove again, hearing the sound of three masculine laughs as the dragon lords accepted her challenge.

Together with his sister, they flew around the cave, twisting and twirling around one another, always together, just like all dragons carry fire within their blood. The third egg shone pearl white, traced with lines of pink, blue, and yellow that reflected the light casting rainbows. When that egg began to hatch, it did not open all the way, instead a single webbed claw punched a hole in its surface, just big enough for Oaestr to see inside. When she did, she was delighted to find a little dragon swimming inside a small pool of water. He was brightly colored, with gently curving fins that swirled around him. “Oh!” She was delighted. “How lovely you are. A child of the water, you belong to th

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

I asked, feeling sorry for the young man or boy who’d been forced to do such terrible things. “I went to a fire mage, actually,” he said. “He bound my dragon.” Kieran gestured to the red tattoo peeking up over his shoulder. “He bound my dragon here, like this.” “That’s your dragon?!” I gasped. “All chained up?” “Yes,” he confirmed. “Do you mind if I ask you about… him?” I asked, nodding to the tattoo. “What’s his name?” “His name is Naeghiros,” he said, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. “Naeghiros is the name of the first and last dragon, the dragon charged with setting our world on fire.”