Zola In Blue Dragon Novels & Stories

This best friend is a White girl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Quan once slaughtered. The other girl was one of the Silvers and happened to have the same eye color as her blood. Her dark blue hair was in a ponytail. As a result of Quan's actions too, there was a scar across her neck that looked painful. However, the look in her eyes seemed friendlier than that eerie impression.

If she knows everything, why ask? “The truth. I want to know if Tru is safe. Those letters made it seem like she would never truly enjoy life or be fulfilled without you but that she would be in great danger with you. I’m not sure which I prefer yet. I need more details.” I sigh; I say, “I knew the red monster was a dragon because I’m the dragon. Tru is my soulmate. We were supposed to have a life together 500 years ago, but she was killed before we could. When Tru died, all the magic started to die with her. This included the dragon stone. It allows dragons to shift from dragon to human form, allows us to reproduce, and uses magic. I was given a gem to serve as my dragon stone and turned to

Her eyes widen and she looks at Avani, who gives her a wide-eyed ‘surprise’ look. “Who?” “Her name is Kaylani. She’s the water dragon.” I pull her plate over so she can eat while sitting in my lap. “Does she look like you or Avani?” Palila puts my plate in front of me and I mouth a ‘thank you’ to her. “Neither. While you and I are fire dragons and our dragons are red, Avani is the Earth dragon and his dragon is green. Kaylani is the water dragon and her dragon is blue."

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.

Desperate, he ran outside and called out to Mage Master, who was riding the beta Dragon, a ginormous blue-black scaled flying lizard of legends. The old sorcerer came down and Dom debriefed him on the current situation of both Iris and Joe as quickly and precisely as possible. Mage Aikis simply nodded and headed to save the future Alpha Queen. He looked at Joe, who was appealing to be killed before his dragon died. For him, after centuries of life with his inner dragon, he couldn't live knowing he could never transform anymore. For him, eternal death seemed like a mercy, but Dom wasn't so sure. Mage Master took a vial of a glittery clear liquid that resembled water in consistency and poured

And in the final battle, beneath the shattered moons and the dying sun, Zenobia made her choice. She knew she could not kill him. But she could contain him, so summoning the last of the White Dragon’s strength, she called forth the ancient rite of sealing—a forbidden art passed down from the first dragons themselves. Kal laughed at her, even as the chains of light wrapped around his limbs.

Liam replied casually, "I bought them quite a while back in case we needed them." When it was lunchtime, he personally brought me a rich bowl of soup. It was slightly sweet and easy to consume. I tasted it. "What soup is this?" He replied calmly, "It's boiled with trout and Night Flame Leaves. It's used to replenish a pregnant mother's energy." I was taken aback. "The Black Dragons have always been suppressed and have been leading an impoverished life. Where did you get the money to buy something so precious?" Liam gave me an amused glance. "Where did you hear that from? The Black Dragons have always been good businesspeople, but we're not fans of showing our riches. We use the money to upgr

Bianca’s voice came back in pieces… “Diyorza.” The one Red Dragon had sent away and banned from ever returning to his island. Yet she still walks the Durango headquarters like she owns the air. Same face. Same body. Same cold certainty in her eyes. She walked a slow circle around him, hips rolling. A large strap-on hung on her waist, pink, eleven inches. One hand rested on the strap-on already slick and thick between her thighs. When she stopped in front of him, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back so hard his throat stretched.

Aaron asked as they got to where the rest were. “This fell,” Ivana answered, stepping back to allow Aaron and Zera to see what she spoke about. It was a lifeless owl lying on the ground. Though it was dead, its eyes were wide open and glowing in shades of blue. Blue was the last colour an owl’s eyes should have. This was strange, and she could swear she had seen that shade of blue before. It was very familiar. Zera gasped and stepped back in fear, realising who had those shades of blue eyes. Lionel.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te