Black Lizard With Wings Novels & Stories

"You did not just—okay, you weren't born in Luminozenko, so you don't know about this. It is an insult to call our Gods like Earth animals. In fact, we do not call magical creatures in our world animals but Magical Creatures. Hear me? Magical. Creatures. The word animal is for insults, okay?" I just nodded and let her continue her sermon. "And we call our Gods the Greater Arkamis. Yes, Faenice have wings, Levio and Lupos have ears and tails, and Sierpenti have a tail, fins, and gills—" "Hold on, fins and gills?!" I exclaimed. "Isn't he a Dragon? Isn't he supposed to have wings as well? Like, like the Manticore! The leathery wings! " Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from

he whispered. I pulled away from him and looked around us and up above the branches over us. Suddenly, I could see what he wanted me to see. My breath caught in my throat and I gasped. I was speechless as I watch the magnificent creatures flying around us, emitting glowing lights and making our garden… even more magical than it already is. “Hunter…” I whispered. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” “Wonderful,” I said. “How did you know…” “A bird told me. Figured I’d surprise you.” He grinned. “Do you like them?”

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

I try to reach her outstretched hand before it turns into a wing. Her small body grows into a black dragon with feathers on her head and on the edge of her wings. Her talons are golden and so are her sharp teeth. She roars that sounds like a shriek. She is beautiful. My paws try to reach her before she hits the water. Her wings flap hovering just above the water before she flies up and past me. I turn and try to catch her.

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

From the tip of its serpent to the end of its powerful tail, his dragon exudes grace and strength. Its scales glimmer like polished jewels, reflecting hues of gold, silver, and bronze in the light. Each scale is beautifully etched with ancient natural stones and deep meanings, telling tales of myth and legend. I wouldn’t dare talk about it's wings! Its wings, oh its wings! They are a marvel of beauty and engineering. Strong yet delicate, they span wide enough to cast a shadow over the little space we stood, it didn't flap yet but the air that came with the presence alone was cooling.

Typically Dragons were immensely large, but this one got two sets of wings, a larger pair set atop the muscular shoulders, and a slightly smaller pair set lower back that tucked below when folded, necessary to propel the massive body through the sky and fly. But looking at the creature filled Celina with a hollow sort of dread. It shouldn’t be making her feel this way; after all, she’s been waiting for an opportunity exactly like this. Why wasn’t she elevated? Ever since past few days, Celina had a myriad of emotions, from better to worse. Better because now there's something to strive for, a light amidst the unfamiliar fog. Worse because it scarred her for life, made her want to live a comm

On its back was a gargantuan wingspan of 55 feet capable of carrying its heavyweight, which clocks at a total of 12,000 kilograms. The Draco has white-ish scales which makes it more akin to a frost dragon, one that is similar to the fantasy descriptions present in Earth, excluding the famous horns. Each of its legs was tipped with unbelievably sharp claws able to rend both wood and stone. With enough momentum, the Draco could use its claws to rip apart metal. While its claws were powerful, the Draco’s jaw was similarly built to Earth’s variant of the alligator and crocodile in which that it can deliver an insane amount of force. Compared to the alligator, crocodile, and its ancient ancestors

As he lays there not moving I saw two of his muscular goons come quickly to his side. As one stands watch, the other shifts. Before me stands the most magnificent creature I have ever witnessed. As he unfurls his wings he stands more than seven feet tall. His wings are an electric blue that deepens to saphire as the color travels down his body. His scales are in shades of indigo and deep violet. He is breathtaking. The muscle bound creature picks up the fallen leader, lets out a terryifing screech, and takes to the skies. In an instant he is gone from sight.

Three persons. As the beast got closer, now flying down towards him, Arth found it was a flying lizard; a dragon. It had a long, thick body with dark-scaled skin and black wings like a bat. "More demons ... no ..." Arth sharpened his eyes, then he spotted the three riders, two men and a woman. "Humans?" He said, his eyes spread wide open. "Dracarth!" a woman's voice cried out. The dark dragon breathed in big air, its mouth and nose glowing. As it lunged downward, it blasted swirling purple flames, flying around to burn the demons surrounding Arth.