White And Gold Dragon Novels & Stories

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

Scales moving underneath my lower back had me scooting away. I had been sleeping upright on this massive pearl dragon. The light that filtered through the trees hit the scales at such an angle. Small little iridescent rainbows lit up her scales. That’s right her, because for some reason in my mind that was what I dubbed her as. Her head leaned back, giving me the proper angles to see how big she was. Her lightly purple talons were massive, her scales rippled down her, similarly to Creed. The top of her head held massive spiraling textured horns. Small white feather like tendrils went down her neck, just like Creeds. Her wings were leather-like but also patchy areas of small feathers.

She walked up to golden specked white eggs. "That would be these, they're powerful eggs with powerful dragons inside. When one of these hatches a sun dragon will be born. They have the power to create and give gold to others. They worship the sun instead of gold. They also have healing powers. They're special but their eggs take forever to hatch. About two years." I frowned slightly and looked the eggs over. Sun dragons huh.... I don't know about that. The whole creating gold and giving it away thing is nice... and so is the healing... but I don't think I'd like to have a pet that worships the sun. "Got something that doesn't worship the sun perhaps? Maybe something just as great but won't c

“That’s your ‘safe point’?” The silver dragon let out a tiny belch of smoke. “You’re welcome.” “I’m confused,” Candy muttered, arms crossed. “Who are you people?” “I’m Selra,” said the white witch. “And I’m Velra,” added the black witch. “We’re the Veil-Twins,” they said in eerie unison. “I’m Pyrion,” the dragon yawned, curling into Haunter’s lap more tightly. “Dragon of the Spiral Flame. But you can just call me Pyr.”

Of course he will find out that I snuck out of the house and have his men search for me and god only knows what he will do to me when finds out that I brought my way unto the dragons list using every dime i had saved up so i could escape from beneath his dirty scheming ways. When the door opened I hesitantly stepped off the elevator. The foyer was big with glass windows all along the front and a couch that sat in front of the fireplace with a tv that hung neatly on the wall above it. The walls were white along with everything else even that shaggy area rug was white. The dragon sure does like white.

Ghost's skill was indispensable. The Oak appeared next to the realm of the Dragons, although they are practically extinct, there are still some. My wolf is partly a dragon, which is why his name is Ghost Wyvern, so I had a vision of the Oak near one of the elders' caves. When this dragon wakes up, the whole balance of power will be destroyed, because killing an elder dragon is not for everyone. I still don't know what color the dragon is, but I do know that the magical aura of the Golden Oak is feeding this creature, and it will soon wake up. Not even a Lich with an army of Necromancers will be a match for this creature.

The elderly vendor, with weathered hands that spoke, held forth an exquisite piece. Intricate links of gold, meticulously wrought, formed an elegant chain that draped seamlessly, creating a delicate framework for the centerpiece. At the heart of the necklace rested a sizable blue gemstone, capturing the essence of the deep ocean in its rich hue. The gemstone, cradled within a golden setting, emanated a mesmerizing brilliance that danced with every movement. Its facets catch and refract light, creating an ever-changing play of colors that evoke a sense of desire.

It said his name was Andromeda. Andromeda transformed into a huge white dragon, one of the rarest in history. I’ve only heard about dark or brown dragon, never have I heard about a white one. “I owed some things if this should work out.” It winked at me and I wondered what things it might possess to grant to me. “A lot of things you never knew about, pup. Climb and let go!” It brawled at me. I was reluctant at first, but then move closer to it. I thought it was easier to climb a dragon but I was wrong as it back was slippery and thick.

I grumbled, and the trio cleared their throats bashfully. "S-So... you're a White Dragon?" the black dragon uttered like an idiot. I rolled my eyes. "Wasn't it obvious?" "Hm, it's my first time seeing a White Dragon..." the black dragon and the winged tiger uttered. I creased my forehead in confusion. Isn't Leonora Moon a white dragon as well? Oh, right? Perhaps they didn't see her before. That explains. Does that mean I'm the only White Dragon in this land except for the missing Leonora? That's strange. Oh, isn't the Great Divine Dragon Americus a white dragon as well? What's my connection with them? It wasn't a coincidence for me to be a white dragon.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord