Dragon Wings Drawing Novels & Stories

[Carnelia] I must be asleep. That is the only reason I could be flying. I am a dragon with wings the color of the midnight sky. I am not alone as I travel beneath the stars. Flying next to me is another immense beast of extraordinary size, his wingspan large enough to cast a city-wide shadow. He is my mate, a handsome drake, strong and loyal. I feel more than a touch of pride flying by his side, knowing that he is mine and always will be.

Well she was ready now but he wasn’t there. Opening the door into the field she allowed it to shut behind her. Her gentle foot falls brought her to the edge of the platform. She looked down it with a smile before projecting herself off it. The wind in her face and the thrill of the fall she allowed her dragon self to take over. Her wings opening up at the last possible moment before she would collide with the ground, she glided over the ground before she angled up and flapped to the ceiling before spin diving to the ground. The thrill of this, the ability to fly like this. Now she knew why Asrar loved it and felt bad he didn’t do it more often.

It unfurled like a sail, wide and massive and utterly opaque, even the thinner unscaled membranes that made up the bulk of the single wing. Wing, Anzi marveled. She swallowed hard when Kai crossed the last stride of the distance between them with his left wing outstretched. Enormous. From behind his shoulder to the very tip of the wing, it was easily two meters, and she suspected it would span even wider if he were wholly transformed. She had yet to see him in his dragon form. What would he look like?

"I can imagine you perfectly with them. But they wouldn't be white, they would be black the same color as your eyes, maybe with a touch of red at the tips just to give a style. And I imagine they would be a little curved at shoulder height, and quite full and soft in everything else. The kind of wings that a human like me would never know how to describe until she could see it with her own eyes, and when she saw it, I wouldn't believe they could be so amazing.” Vraxlon's lips moved in a kind of sad smile. "They were almost as you think they are.” "You are beautiful, even without the wings," I said, because I wanted to take that smile off his face. Because I preferred malice or any sexual ten

Before his feet could touch the grounds, his wings sprung forth from the back of his shoulder, defying the law of gravity and shooting him upwards. He had just taken his DragonBorn form. One anybody hardly ever saw. Cocooning himself inside his really large wings, he did a quick spin in the air, masking his scent. Once that was done, he soared through the midnight air, his massive unmoving wings stretched on either side of him. Not a single beat was heard as he glided over the rooftops with the stealth of a predator, quietly hovering above Vaelora's figure. When she eventually got to the stables, Draekon took a pause in his flight, just above the roofs of the stable.

Raph Conrad went back to the car and looked at the wounded soldier and said, "Now I will deceive them, go back to the barracks and call for support." After that, he immediately hugged Bella Risa and got out of the car, she was hugged by him and ran into the forest. When they saw that, they chased after him, bullets were constantly shooting at them. Suddenly a man with long iron claws rushed at them, behind Raph Conrad suddenly sprouted black wings. The two sides rushed to fight, with his skill and fighting body Raph Conrad very quickly defeated that guy. Watching them chase Raph Conrad hugged Bella Risa and ran. Raph Conrad couldn't levitate, because if he did, it would be easy to spot.

That was when he saw it, From the depths of the river, it emerged, it wasn’t clear what it was, it could have easily been a sea monster, but Dragomir was not familiar with any of these monsters, he was yet to encounter one. It was very large as it hung high up in the sky looking down on them, black, evil and menacing and that was when he saw it, it spread its equally large wings and descended towards them at a speed peculiar to only one creature. Dragons. He charged towards Raisel as fast as he could and when he got to her, he grabbed her shielding her from the dragon and then his wings grew out from his back, ripping his shirt apart because of their size and sharpened edges. He had changed

She screamed. “Noooooooo.” The female honked again and then her back formed slits on either side. Slimy, pink wings tore out from the slits and stretched. They looked thinner and more fragile than the ones the males had, but much larger. She flapped them slowly, then faster, and then lifted off the ground. Dudley came running over in a panic. “Do something! Please!” We were all looking up at the dragons wheeling in circles as the female rose to join them. The Mezzik took off to escort the female.

She walked towards the picture. 'There is a dragon drawn on the wall in front of her. She has never seen one up close before, but the drawing isn’t hard to understand even if she didn’t know what it was called for. It’s a black and white image of a dragon, only much larger than any she’s ever seen, with four large wings, a long tail, and thick fur along its sides, two horns curling out from its skull. Its mouth opens wide, and two long teeth jut out as if ready to strike, and she can feel its power radiating off the wall. The scales are darker in coloration than those of any other dragons.' Her hand reaches up without permission as she tries to touch the painting."

Drake unlike all the other dragons out there can produce his dragon wings even in his human form. Nyra looked shocked when he produced his dragon wings still in his human form. As soon as the wings extended from his back, the shirt he is wearing is in shreds. He looked like a demon in his black feathered wings, which extends to more than a couple of meters away from him. "Come" he commanded her to come near him. Nyra followed his command as soon as it was issued, as if in a daze. His voice is deeper than usual.