White And Gold Dragon Novels & Stories

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

“The person who currently has the yeouiju, he is slowly turning into a dragon.” “A dragon? Is that even possible?” Fukuna said. “Not just any dragon but the white dragon.” “The white dragon? But that is the symbol of the West.” Cai Kang said. Kurai is frustrated on everyone's expressions. "Listen, I don't know the damn stories so can someone explain to me on what the white dragon is?"

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

He examined the engraving. “No.” I looked. The dragon wasn’t like Nicholas’s personal symbols. It had two heads. Wings spread. A crown between them. Lydia leaned closer. “That’s not a dragon.” “What?” I asked. She pointed. “Look at the tails.” Two bodies. Intertwined. Not one creature. Two. “Twins,” I whispered. Lydia looked at me. The room went silent again. Chase frowned. “I never noticed.” Nicholas turned the key.

My eyes widen slightly as I realize how unique her dragon is. Her dragon is red like most Fury dragons but there are white markings running along his spine, all the way down to the white fin on his tail. Have you ever heard of a Fury dragon with white markings? No, Azazel replies. White stands out too strongly against the black rock, a dragon with white on its body cannot remain hidden. What about one without a barbed tail? Definitely not. A barbed tail is an essential weapon, a Fury dragon would likely not survive to adulthood without one. Fury dragons must be changing much more quickly than we had expected.

After returning back after an hour, he found the Drake Hamilton, the most powerful and the richest Dragons alive, standing in front of his house with what smells like a coffee cup in his hand. He seems to be enjoying his morning coffee. "Mr Hamilton" Sean greeted the dragon respectfully. In the Dragon world, the orange dragons are considered as the royalty. the green dragons are most like their advisers and ministers. The red dragons are like soldiers. Sean knows the difference in their statures. So he greeted the dragon respectfully. Drake noticed the green dragon returning back from his work. "Sean" he greeted him as well. Sean walked towards Drake with slow measured steps. "I found a dead

In the Ice-Throne, the official residence of the Queen was made of ice which was raised with many steps, under a canopy; there lies the majestic Queen of Ayruzglow, Mirabella Swiftwings. Mirabella was a White-Witch, Queen of White magic, and mother of Dev Swiftwings. She is married to the mighty and powerful king of the Great Dragon clan, Jaysan Swiftwings. He was an extraordinary golden dragon in his clan. So, Dev was a hybrid dragon-wizard of all ages who inhibits all the powers of valiant and magic of his parents. As the hybrid dragon-wizard, he was born as a unique white dragon with golden blood, icy-blue iris, silvery hair, and possess healing power of white magic which is also called n

Caramel stomped her foot on Whitey, beckoning him to shoot his body to the target. Shadow giggled. “Earthy!” The earth dragon that was busy engaging in a fierce fight with other several dragons rotated his head. The hasty approach of the gold dragon angered the earth dragon. ROARRRR! The earth dragon opened his mouth and spat the long shot of the massive clump of sand that was like a massive ball. The 100km/p ball directly hit the gold dragon. Groar! The sudden attack flung the gold dragon aside. Both Whitey and Caramel felt their bodies flung to the side in the air. Their bodies twirled around for a few seconds.

This bright light remained pulsing until a body appeared, followed by a roar. Axel’s dragon finally showed itself to me, and it was as magnificent and as fearsome as I remembered it. Under my marine-trained eye, it was obvious how sizeable he was compared to the others, and he had the most eye-catching scales—a golden color; however, I could just be biased because he was my mate. Each dragon has its own uniqueness, and this uniqueness could never be compared to the others. It spread its wings and roared. The dragons and the people behind me roared and shouted, respectively. Then Axel flew down, lowering his head slowly so that I could touch its snout.

And the reality-bending power of illusion became his form. All of it merged before him, woven together by the golden threads of his burning blood essence. In the silent hall, a tragic miracle was born. A golden dragon formed from thin air. Its body was not solid, but semi-transparent, woven from a pure, golden light that pulsed with power. Its scales shimmered like a thousand moving blades, and around its claws and fangs, a faint, pale green aura coiled. Its eyes shone with an illusory light that made anyone who looked into them feel dizzy.