White And Gold Dragon Novels & Stories

Indeed the witch had opened a door of new possibilities for him and one of them might be his doom. The Dragons were the worshippers of Gold. Dragon Gold aka the Red Gold was a sacred ornament of Dragons. You can own the yellow gold but the red gold was prohibited because it only belonged to the Dragons no matter whoever possessed it. Keeping Red Gold from Dragons could bring the wrath of the Dragons on you and war upon your people. Dragons were extremely territorial beings and you could rarely encounter one in your lifetime. Vladimir had encountered their King once and Vladimir was confident that the Dragon King could single-handedly kill Vladimir and take down an army.

Alaric smiled, “You are doing a fine job, Ilyas. With this, we would be ready when the gods come for us.” “Of course, your Majesty, we would never let them take us by surprise like they did ten thousand years ago.” Ilyas, a man with long blue hair and blue eyes, said. Asher could already tell that he was from the Blue Dragon clan. Alaric had explained to him that the color of the eyes tells the clan a dragon comes from. With him being the only golden dragon, he was the only one with golden eyes. His father was from the blue dragon clan, and his mother was from the white dragon clan. The white dragons have grey eyes. “Indeed, this time, we shall emerge victorious,” Alaric said, and Ilyas hail

Its breath set coals blaze and flames dart from the mouth. Dragons have different sizes and shades. Perun created red dragons, white dragons( also known as ice dragons or glacial wyrms), gold and copper dragons, silver, black and green. All of them have their tasks to protect mother nature but who ruled the best? No other than the Red Dragons lead by their Queen Astra. ~~~~~~~~ "Who among you here have a strange malady? Gather all the weak and old dragons in front of me!" Everyone peeks glances at each other when their queen made a command.

Perhaps she had woken up in a dream, Minerva thought and looked at the creature that was standing near a huge rock. The creature was a dragon and Minerva was certain of it but it was slightly different from what she had heard. People say dragons are black and ugly but the one before her was nothing ugly. So blue and beautiful. " You're awake," someone said and Minerva immediately recognized the voice. Composing herself, she stood up to look across from where she was standing to see him. He was standing there, like a Greek god Minerva had heard about because of their handsomeness. Minerva couldn't imagine such a beautiful man exists while she was hoping to befriend Noah, the most handsome boy

Saving Avery’s room for last since we doubted our dragons would be there, because she’s human; we walked together. I knocked lightly, but there was no answer; we looked at each other in silence. That was when we heard our dragons cooing. I opened the door. Laying on the floor next to Avery’s bed, were our dragons, and they were curled around this slightly smaller iridescent white and blue dragon with golden scales around its small horns forming a crown. The female dragon is rare and extremely beautiful, too. “Mate,” Carter says in my head.

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

Then she took form as she approached—a woman clad in white robes that flowed like mist around her feet. My breath caught. The First Queen. I recognized her not from memory but from something deeper, older. From blood. From history woven into the marrow of my bones. Behind her walked a dragon. A magnificent beast. Gold—not dull, not bronze, but radiant molten gold. Each scale gleamed as though individually forged by divine hands. They overlapped like armor plates, edged in faint light. Three heads rose from a single powerful body, each crowned with ridges like jagged halos. Their eyes burned amber, intelligent and terrifyingly aware.

“All the mortals in the dormitory are currently in a deep slumber.” “It’s that green dragon,” Seb whispered to Dorin. “That’s a wind dragon, it has the ability to put others to sleep...” he pointed at a huge blue dragon “See that one? That is an ice dragon... And that one,” this time he pointed at another dragon, a gigantic red one with golden scales on its chest, much like Johan’s Dragon. It had sharp golden horns framing the top half of its head like a crown, and 3 pairs of piercing red eyes. “That is an adult Czar dragon.” “They have come to welcome the new hatchling,” Lady Lucille said beside them. “It’s been so long since a new Czar dragon was born into this world...” she looked at Seb

Diana thought the surprises would stop after Gelong changed into a legendary drahon right in front of her eyes, but no. Apparently, it was the prelude of something nerve-wracking The yawning white-scaled dragon with blunt horns stretched its legs, tilted its enormous head from side to side before it practically rolled its golden eyes. “Hello, captain obvious. I am a mouse. Of course, I am a dragon! Check this out, old friend!” The talking dragon breathed a crimson fire a meter away from her stunned face.

Carol nodded and said to her that here the white flame represented the light, and that the 3 flames she didn’t know were the black one for the darkness, the purple one for the metal and the last one was silver and represented the lightning. She told her that the greater her reserve of energy would be, the more able she would be to master flames other than the one of fire and light, and that if she had to forge a weapon for the golden dragon, then she would absolutely have to master the purple flame.