Lysandra Sea Dragon Novels & Stories

Lydia smirked and said “Your pathetic friend is poison by my SISTER, do you even know venom used for killing him is not just from Santacmorroa snakes… but King Santacmorroa snake, which is ten times lethal….. hahahaha….. Just check his nerves his fucking nerve… he is probably long dead now…” Hearing Lydia’s words Saltus and Oceano shared a common cold look, Saltus was furious to hear such malicious words from a bitch like Lydia for Dragon prince and his friend Draco… as he was watching Lydia, his eyes suddenly caught an attention of a long sycamore which was planted outside their house, seeing sycamore tree Saltus merely clicked two finger of his right hand, in split second entire sycamore s

As he'd anticipated, the shadows beneath the tree separated from the natural darkness, coalescing into a female figure who stepped forward with a respectful bow. Skotos recognized her immediately, Lysandra, one of House Maelis's more talented shadow-walkers, assigned to monitor various family members' activities. She wore her midnight hair in a multitude of braids intertwined with silver thread. Her curves were wrapped in ebony leathers. A set of triple daggers hung on her thigh. Her presence, unscheduled and using magic rather than conventional approaches, suggested urgency. "My lord," she greeted with the formal salute of House Maelis retainers. "I apologize for the interruption.

The spikes along his head and neck were sharper, more pronounced and longer, and his talons looked deadlier. Lana's dragon was more beautiful and feminine than Draven or Adonis’ dragon. Her scales were a shiny golden brown, just like her hair. The spikes along her head and neck were shorter. Her body was thinner, less bulky and her tail length was shorter. Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon.

looking out at the raging water metres below them. “Dragina!” she called scanning the water below, for a moment she thought nothing would happen when suddenly the shimmering grey-blue dragon burst from the waters, spraying them with the icy spray of the sea. Her glittering blue eyes blazed as she opened her mouth, Drakayaan growled dangerously, and their eyes met. Layana took the moment to lock her gaze with Dragina, keeping her powers ready just in case she decided to freeze her.

"A group of vampire outcasts living in the abandoned mines to the north. Maybe thirty strong. Their leader, Lysandra, is old. Ancient, actually. Over a thousand years." "She's also completely insane," another rogue adds. "Talks to shadows, claims to see the future, tried to eat the last messenger who approached her." "She's eccentric," Kara corrects. "There's a difference. And if anyone has knowledge about fighting demons, it's her. She was alive during the last demon incursion three thousand years ago." "Dragons," Marcus suggests. "There's a young dragon named Ember who lives in the mountain caves. She's been exiled from her clan for refusing to mate with their chosen male."

"First let's talk about him, he is a huge flirt, so you'll have to take him as he is, it's all part of his Siren side. He is a shifter his other form is a massive and breathtakingly beautiful, Sea Dragon. His traits and powers are Protection and guardianship, Wisdom, and ancient knowledge, with a deep connection to the ocean's depths and its secrets. Lukarien's Sea Dragon form is a magnificent dragon with scales shimmering in turquoise, Jade, and silver with emerald rainbow eyes, glowing like underwater crystals. He has powerful fins and claws, He commands the ocean's currents, a regal, imposing presence, inspiring awe and respect.

It sloped downward, and a dim blue-green light glowed within, begging us to see what secrets it held. Hand in hand, we went down together, using our wings to push us farther, deeper. After a long time, we arrived at a glistening cavern filled with all manner of shimmering gems. They sparkled faintly from the ceiling, the floor, and the walls. There were red ones, blue ones, green, and orange ones. As soon as we entered, they began to shine brightly, like a rainbow of light. Dazzled, we sheltered our eyes until they became accustomed to the brightness. And then we saw him. In the center of the jeweled space, a sea dragon lay curled into a scaly ball like that of a white rose. Instead of clawe

Rare and special. The moonlight dancing in her irises that swirl in colors of teal and sky blue makes me think of my days at sea. When I tell her this she laughs, the sound so melodious it rings through the trees like bells. "My mother was a daughter of the shoreline," she tells me as she points to her beautiful hair and skin. "A child of the sun and a child of the water, although she looked like all the other sea dragons. My father, however," she extends one of her fingernails into a long, thin point, more like a deadly spike than a claw--like the spine of an anemone. "He was a son of the deep sea itself, although his father was also of the land. I took the best of them, you could say," she

Loukas explained. I noticed that Kaelayni and Mykynzye gave each other a look when Loukas said that about dragon shifters, but I will address that later. Alaexys, Jaylin, Dareia, Danallae and Laehya all had dragons sitting on their shoulders. They were the size of house cats. Not the other cats that have been here for a few days that think they are lap sized. Alaexys had a pink dragon sitting on her shoulder. I was not surprised that it was pink. Just about everything about her is pink. Jaylin’s little dragon was green like an emerald. Dareia had a little black dragon which would go back and forth between her and Donte. Danallae’s dragon reminded me of a ruby. It was dark red and shimmery. T

Spotting the colorful seahorses dancing in circles right outside the window he kept his gaze there and watched them instead. "Tide?" He heard the softness of her voice calling, he took his eyes away from the seahorses to have them resting upon hers. "Which would you rather prefer?" She asked gently all the while he looked her directly in the eyes without noticing the teabags in a maid's basket just beside the princess. Diondra is the most beautiful mermaid in all the seven seas. Her hair reached the length of her tail and her skin glowed flawlessly like millions of sea-pearls. "The soul-seed tea from Ebilor, the purple-rose tea from Syctis, the dragon-leave tea from Riveri, or the blue-tea f