White Dragon Emperor Novels & Stories

Complicated creatures, dragons, I think to myself. As I reminisce, we had made our way down to the dragon den and came up to Ying. The majestic animal has only grown again since last I saw him, his sheer size a site to behold! His majesty left everybody who ever saw him in awe. Kal himself made Ying, a very long time ago, in fact at the dawn of time. Second in size only to Kal, Ying’s glistening scales looked almost like gold, but with this green, almost emerald hue to him. His deep green eyes studied me carefully and I fought with all I had to keep him out of my thoughts. Dragons and dragon magic are highly dangerous, even to the creatures like me. One of their traits was mind control, and

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

To me he was magnificent and a perfect fit and I stepped through the fire having given Chase his moment of glory as first born. “Turn around,” Elder Michael said and I complied. “This is unheard of!” Elder Victor said with shock in his voice. I turned to face them again and I saw that same pride in Lucas’s eyes. I felt indestructible and I knew that Abeloth was also a warrior dragon. He was fierce and gave me the impression that he wouldn’t take anyone’s shit. “I am Abeloth,” he said as he took control and my eyes glowed yellow. “This can’t be right,” Elder Cliff said and they all looked at each other. Abeloth separated from me and roared in a low voice as he glared at them.

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

“I know love. MY DNA is stronger than yours. The doc said that your body, your emotions, are struggling to assimilate my DNA without taking it on as if it’s your own. You remember me telling you that a dragon feels more deeply than any other creature?” “Yes.” “That is what you are feeling, but it’s overwhelming your senses, making you act differently than you normally would.” “So, you’re not going to remind me what happens when I forget that you’re a dragon?” I ask, pouting. I need my mate inside me. “I definitely will because you need the reminder. But I want you to remember who you are.” “I know who I am. I’m Merethyl the earth dragon. I am mated to Avani, the only other earth dragon.”

“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

I tell her. She gives me an assessing look. Some people, the elves in particular, underestimate the water dragons. Elves are drawn to the power of the fire and earth dragons, but water dragons aren’t weak, they’re just gentler. Kaylani has proven that time and again. I’ve also seen her angry and believe me, no one wants that sort of tsunami coming down on them. “How would Phoenix know if they were telling the truth?” she asks, looking at Emmi. “I would know, water dragon,” Phoenix says. Because I want Emmi to stay forward, I gently squeeze her hand like I did earlier. Phoenix turns to look at me and I feel Emmi squeeze my hand.

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

Then suddenly, a blast of horn cut through the crowd, instantly silencing the noise. "All rise for His Supreme Majesty, King Xerxes and Her Majesty, Queen Valera!" Everyone immediately rose to their feet and bowed. I looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had sired the Commander. He looked nothing like Draven. They shared no resemblance whatsoever. King Xerxes was undeniably a good looking man, possessing the sharp bone structure common among high ranking dragons. Despite being centuries old, he still looked impossibly young like he was barely fifty.

Lucas said with a faint smile, "Don't hesitate or wait." Hearing so, Rank 2 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Dark Races couldn't stand the arrogance of Lucas anymore as he flew toward Lucas again. Unfortunately, this time, Lucas didn't dodge. Instead, he raised Immemorial Dragon Sword in his hands. A powerful aura appeared in Immemorial Dragon Sword. ""Swoosh!"" The sword chopped down heavily. Supreme sword radiance flew toward Rank 2 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Dark Races. Rank 2 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Dark Races was terrified by the powerful sword radiance.