Dragon Wings Drawing Novels & Stories

Suddenly I heard a loud grumbling coming from somewhere inside his body I thought there was another monster inside him. “Ugh…” The dragon wailed. “If only you didn’t crash on me, I would’ve gone razing a kingdom to find some food.” He then flapped one of his big black and golden glistened wings. “Now I’m hungry and I’m injured.” He sighed. “Uhm.” I snapped back when I realized I’ve been staring at his majestic wings in awe. I mean, they looked somewhat familiar. “I don’t think I should ask but, what kingdom do you want to feast on?”

- Wait until you will see your wings. Kaitlyn turned around and glared at him. - You are not helping me here. - The witch hissed while Demetria freed herself and spun around, checking what her uncle was talking about. She gasped at the sight of two massive dragon wings on her back. It seemed to be too much for her, and the girl dropped to her knees. Demetria tried to cover her face with her hands, but she glanced at the blue fire and stopped herself from doing it.

Nyra’s POV At first only shape. A long curving line. Wings suggested in brilliance. A neck arching with impossible grace. Then detail rushed into it with terrifying beauty. Scales. Not fully solid, not like an ordinary creature made of flesh, but detailed enough that my breath caught on them. Each one edged in golden linework, each one holding a luminous texture like a memory of metal and flame and ancient skin given phantom life. A body vast and elegant and unmistakably dragon unfurled above us, airy and radiant but not intangible in the way fog is intangible. More like spirit given true geometry. Power choosing outline.

After the day’s meal, Cain and Avi slipped away to the lake. Steam rose gently from the nearby hot spring, and the air shimmered with reflected light. The water was warm and inviting, the surface rippling under the breeze. They swam for a while, laughing softly, before settling on a blanket near the edge where the earth was dry and fragrant. Cain’s tone shifted as he turned to her. “You asked about your wings,” he said quietly. “Let me show you what they mean.” His hands moved carefully, tracing the visible lines where her Draynor wings lay dormant beneath the skin. His touch was slow, reverent, and somehow electric awakening nerves she hadn’t known existed.

Its wings are like tree branches, stretching out in every direction and giving off a shimmer similar to the wings of a fairy. "Uh... Finn?" The fairy laughs behind me, and I close my eyes when the dragon rushes past us to head for Beatrice and her crew. Finn turns us around, and I observe the dragon roar at the werewolves, who come to a halt upon seeing the angry dragon. A colorful blast of fire leaves the dragon's jaws, and Beatrice and her crew scream in fright before turning tail. They head for the portal while the beautiful dragon chases them with its large, rainbow wings spreading to give it more momentum.

Once I have finished here, with this pathetic dog, I won't stop until the entire Were species has been wiped from this earth. The sky slowly lit up all around us, pulling me from my delicious dreams of grandeur. A bright blue light came from around a cabin, half blinding me as it did. I shielded my eyes with my arm and hissed as the light approached. As it got closer, I could start to pick up on the makings of a shape. A long winding tail whipping around behind it, a strong and outstretched neck, razor sharp teeth inside a large open mouth, and above that two glowing crystal blue eyes. Two large and intimidating wings spread out across the sky, lighting it up in a bright blue glow. It was a

Like glass shattering, the stones and pillars of the earth breaking around us sound harshly crystalline, his flesh protecting my own as we roll. And then everything stops. His wings fold open, leaving me exposed to the cold coastal breeze. Everything is silent except for the sound of the waves and the call of distant birds. Stunned, I try to pull myself up onto my arms. The dragon beneath me is a large beast. Seeing him like this, lying prone and powerless, I can appreciate the glory of his form. He is proud, his face finely sculpted, blue-green ridges, not unlike the fins of a large tuna, cascade along his spine. Large black horns curl back along his ears which are pointed and flat against

She was somewhere around seven or eight, completely absorbed in whatever she was drawing, her tongue pressed to the corner of her mouth in concentration. I lowered myself carefully into a chair near her, mindful of my ribs, and looked at the paper. The drawing was full. Not in a crowded way, in a deliberate way, like she had a clear picture in her head and was working her way across the page with intention. There was a dragon in the top left, red and blocky with impressive teeth. Below it, a woman in a red cape with a pointed hat on a flying broom, carefully coloured with a orange crayon. To the right of that, something with fangs and a dark cape that I was fairly certain was meant to be a v

Ravi slammed the door behind him and was startled to find Adrian floating by the window, his wings flapping, hands folded across his chest, wearing a smug expression. He knew all too well that this creature was the one responsible for the chaos Ravi had just experienced. Ravi quickly moved to the window, fists clenched in anger, a sharp gaze directed at him with disapproval. He opened the window with a loud creak. "You're the problem here."

My dad and I step into the clearing, in the garden area behind the events center. I feel the shift starting, before I even have time to get undressed. I hear my bones snapping and rearranging, and the pain is like nothing I've ever felt before. I scream and double over in pain. As I hit the grown on my knees, Crimson says, “It’s almost over, try and relax.” As I mentally roll my eyes the pain stops. I open my eyes, and what I see shocks me, my dragon stands 12 feet tall, and has a 6 foot long tail. Her scales are red with purple outlines around them, and she has large wings that reach a total of 8 feet across, when fully open. Her wings are purple with Red outlines, opposite of her scales. A