White And Gold Dragon Novels & Stories

I guess it was true what Kenmei said about all dragons: they loved their treasure. Without much confidence, I swam deeper into the cave. The gems sparked to life as I went, lighting my way. Farther and farther I swam until the cave opened into a much bigger cavern. Off to the right and taking up most of one side was a white dragon. Instead of clawed feet, he had fins, and a long tail like flower petals. The ground rumbled and two blue eyes the color of midnight opened at once and fixed on me. "I suppose you're here for a wish, little vampire." He shook his stark white mane, making it dance in the water while his fins and tail hovered - he looked like a blossom floating on water as he swam ov

They must have hidden among the crowd, not daring to come any closer. The knight commander saw Leila’s face and turned to other knights to say something. Leila couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she knew she would been taken away with them. “You need to come with us,” a golden knight said to Leila, as he began to bind her wrists with rope, knotting it tightly. Leila observed the knight’s hands glistening with a gorgeous golden sheen. She remembered her aunt saying once before, due to the loss of the dragon spirits, the dragon race’s appearance changed overnight. The high-ranking dragon lords, which were the golden and silver descendants, had glistening skin. As for the grey dragons, th

I explain “Once my mother shifted back, he told my mother that she was not an opal dragon. He had taken a picture of her dragon while she was shifted and explained to her that she was an extremely rare Musgravite gemstone dragon. Her dragon was practically colourless but had a hint of what I would call smokey colour to her. She was gorgeous. Her friend said that since opals are formed with water and diamonds, that is how I was made. Mom asked him how come her dragon was white the first time she shifted, and he said that if she was standing near something white, her scales would have reflected the light and appeared white. He told her that since she was young, it was possible her true s

I hope, like the last three times he went out, that he comes home without an egg. There are six colors of dragons – the rarest are the golden queens. They are the most powerful of all dragons. Their mates are primarily the formidable silver dragons, known for their speed, agility, and power. But there are also bronze dragons, always males, who, in rare instances, are strong enough to mate with a queen. Then there are green dragons who are also male and red and blue dragons, which are always females, and usually mate with green or bronze dragons. I hate the practice of hunting dragon eggs. Dragon riders are rare, exceptionally rare. However, those who become dragon riders have the power and s

“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

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

From outside the hovel of the Thregonad’s Master, a mighty, large Dragon of reddish color with golden sprinkled spots from its head to back; started to fly going up to meet the fully glowing Silver Dragon in the sky. All the Thregonad people kneel and vow down to Shelyca’s full bewilderment. “What is going on here?” she murmured. From the sky the two mighty Red with golden dots and silver dragons slowly soar down and land at the center of the fence, a few steps away from the altar.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

She let out a loud whistle, “Griga!” Eleand was lost for words again when a roar reached his ears. It was followed by loud flapping sounds of wings coming from the cave. His eyes widened when the creature materialized in front of him. A real dragon! “Holy fuck! What is that?” His mouth opened in awe while examining the creature, which was looking back at him—a black dragon with silver armor and a saddle. It was massive, even its wings tucked in place. Its large eyes were gold, and its scales glimmered. Its talons were deadly, just like the bottom part of its tail.

Cyrene says, pointing to my eggs as Zephyr scoops her up in her arms. “They are pretty, aren’t they?” she asks. “Which ones are your favorite?” Iniko answers right away. “The white ones!” “And you, Cyrene?” Zephyr asks. “Gold!” When I laid my eggs, they came in five different colors, white, blue, red, green, and one gold one. After talking to the elementals, Cal said that the colors represent their element. Obviously, we don’t know if our babies will have one dominant element and still be able to access the others, or if they will only have one. But the colors represent their dominant element; air, water, fire, and earth. All of us, myself included, think that the gold egg is all four elemen