Novel & Cerita Colossus: The Fire Dragon

An aura of flames suddenly burst around Colter, it was still as evil as the flames he had conjured earlier, it created an immense heat that made every single one of Dyron’s sweat badly. “Foolish cretins” Colter announced at the mention of his former home, “I shall put them to the sword, I will tear down their walls, I will burn down their homes and I will rip apart their hearts. They shall know of my power and my existence.” Colter’s flames grew hotter and larger, forcing some of the minions to step backward in fear. The scars that crawled around his body glowed violently, Colter’s crimson eyes widened as his aura of fire turned into a pillar that shot straight into the sky, punching a hole

’ I heard loud growling scream that entirely took me off my guard and made me pulled down my arm from eyes only to see a strong wave of fire that was now thrown in direction of possessed solider, possessed solider weeklishly screamed as fire started burning his body. I took that opportunity and crawled back like a baby; at safe distance from possessed solider I hurriedly turned my head only to see “Draco….” I whispered, staring deeply at midnight colored Dragon that was fanning hot burning fire from his mouth. In less than minute I saw possessed solider collard turning into ashes. Once our surround was calmed Draco again turned back into his normal form, he was but naked in his human form b

The collectors knew very well about the dangers awaiting them every time they travel, but this time, they didn't know what kind of ancient danger they were about to face. It happened in the sunset, when the sun hides behind the mountain, and in a couple of minutes. Everyone was calcinated into black flames, the black flames of DD. The only survivor who was not brutally engulfed by the abrasive dark fire was Chronos. The Emissary of death, a Dragon with the TDW-A01 at its most advanced stage, a Dragon able to kill the Prophets and which couldn't be killed by the gods' gifts, had mercy upon the new-born child whose destiny was marked by death.

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.

Then came the fury of the Dragon King as the door glowed blood red, flames licking under the door in fury as Ragnar came completely undone. "Give me my mate!" Bellowed Ragnar's dragon as the ground underneath the door began to heat up through the onslaught of Dragonfire. The building's foundations began to shake as they protested against the assault they were under, and Matilda began to chant, furiously moving her hands about.

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

Fallon would no doubt be able to wipe us out in minutes once he realised that the stone was destroyed. My thoughts were halted though. From the mouth of the monster came an immense inferno of flames and fire. The heat was so great, my skin burned even from this distance. I had to squint my eyes to protect them from the intense light source, waiting until it ended. The dragon closed his mouth, and all that was left was plumes of smoke rising from the now black earth. The dragon began to shrink, and I realised with hope that Fallon was returning to human form. This could only be a good thing.

He turned his gaze to Lutz. “There is?” he asked firmly. “Have you heard of the Ignis fatuus?” Lutz asked in return, though his voice was polite and respectful. “The fire that has no flame. Yes, I have. But I must admit it was just one of the numerous myths we grew up being told. What does this have to do with this poison?” Lutz took his time to explain about the dragon, its Ignis fatuus flame and the journey to Vulcan. “There is hope then, dear Knight,” Mufasa exhaled. Wayne didn't utter a word but his expression wasn't hopeless as it usually was whenever this topic was breached.

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi