Red-eyes Black Dragon Statue Novels & Stories

It was layered and luxurious. He put the box down gently. "This is the wedding gown of the Black Dragon Queen. The decorative scales are the most solid of my scales." I turned to look and met his clear, amber eyes. He had sharp features and warm air about him. He was nothing like the malicious Black Dragon everyone talked about. "It's the first time a Black Dragon is in a marriage alliance with the Human Clan. We are preparing this wedding with the highest honors. Let me know if you need anything else."

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows - a towering, omnipotent being known as the Celestial Architect, with skin that shimmered like the stars and wings that seemed to be crafted from the very fabric of reality. "Welcome, Dynaris," the Celestial Architect said, its voice like the music of the spheres. "I have been waiting for you. I am the guardian of the ancient dragon throne, and the keeper of the secrets of the universe." The Celestial Architect regarded us with a piercing gaze, then nodded its great head. "You have passed the trials and proven your worth. Now, you must face the final challenge: to claim the throne and unlock its secrets." With that, the Celestial Architect stepped

Visenya replied. Lucian ferociously erupted from the gravel like a volcanic blast, sending rocks and debris hurling all around them. He roared viciously at Visenya, causing her fur to whoosh from the velocity of its gust. For the first time in ten years, Lucian and Visenya came face to face. She looked into his large, yellow reptilian eyes… eyes that looked awfully familiar. She examined his crimson red, scaly skin. There was only one red dragon with orbs of gold like that. She got lost in those eyes and fell into a dazed state of euphoria, where gravity ceased to exist, making her feel weightless, like she was floating on a cloud.

dragon: even you can't make my last desire. god:- just ask. god ask him with a smile, he trusts him, even tho he knows that he is dead and he is just a soul now. dragon:- I want to stay close to you. can you make this come true? god:- yes god take red eyes from ash, he fused his soul with eye after that the eye of flesh and tissues turn into a beautiful stone. god make his wish come true, god always wears him as a ring, he stays with god until he died.

She walked up to the dragon, then around her, accessing her. The beast lowered her head, observing her too. Belladonna was in awe of this magnificent beast. She had two colors. One side, a slivery white and the other, blood red. It was far massive than it was when she was some steps away. She didn't touch her, she wasn't brave enough to take that leap yet. Finally she stood in front her and the dragon lowered her head, looking straight at her. Then she saw her eyes and she immediately felt like she was under a spell just by looking at them.

Dragons were ruthless, demon spawns of Satan that destroyed everything in their path, but oh were they some of the most gorgeous creatures on this planet! Tora, my mate, showed me some pictures that her sister had taken of her dragon before. I was in complete and utter awe of her. Her scales were the color of dusk, when the dark blues and purples mixed with the black. They had a metallic shine to them making them look like they had stars everywhere. Her eyes, oh goddess her eyes, they were the color of the most beautiful sunset. That perfect blend of dark yellow and orange.

[Xanthea] Raven drove slowly into the university premises. Pulling up the shield of my helmet, I looked at the grand statue of the four horned devil wearing a skeletal mask. Several smaller demon statues surrounded him. The wings of all those demons were broken. The smaller demons clambered on one another, desperately reaching out to the book the big devil held high in his hand, facing the sky. They and their emotions were intricately and artistically carved out of black stone with a slight red glow.

"A dragon crashed down from the sky and burnt it down to the ground!" "A dragon?!" Hayden asks. "Yes!" Daniel's lips are quivering. "It's a Fae familiar. And one of the royal Fae families seems to control it! We expect them to attack the neighboring village next in a display of strength! They are still marching through vampire territory!" Before anyone has uttered another word, I speak up, entirely shaken by hearing this. "How did the dragon look like?" Daniel turns to me, wetting his lips. "It was larger than any other dragon I've ever seen, scales purely black and its eyes blazing red. Fire came out through his flaring nostrils, and the cry is different, louder."

It wasn't a dragon. It was a statue. At least, it had once been. Now it moved with slow, deliberate purpose. The giant warrior stood nearly forty feet tall, carved entirely from black stone veined with crimson crystal. Its face was hidden behind an ancient helm, and in both hands it carried a massive war hammer. Its eyes opened. Golden light burned within them. The giant looked over the battlefield before lowering itself onto one knee. Not before Kael. Not before the possessed soldiers. Before me. Its voice shook the valley.

His first sight of the city gates confirmed that they had not been exaggerating. At first he simply took in the wonder. The massive gates were of highly polished timbers, strapped with ornate, heavy iron. The size alone made him realize that an immense amount of work had gone into their construction. What took his breath away, however, was that inset into each side of the gate was the image of a Dragon. Clearly representing the Guardians, the one on the left was composed of glittering quartz and pearl, scintillating in the growing daylight. He couldn’t begin to estimate the sheer amount of those elements were used to create the glorious silhouette. A flame of worked gold was inlaid issuing f