Dune Wings Of Fire Novels & Stories

The monster's body looked weak. “Draco, holy flame! Now!" cried Edmund for guidance. Draco waved the fire dragon wings he was wearing. He was fully concentrated. “Urvath! Holy Flamdro,” said Draco. “Urvath, Holy Flame.” The dragon flaming wings on Draco's back fluttered rapidly and released the flames with a white light in the center of their core. The flames quickly wrapped around the monster's body, which was already weak and in pain from the healing water. The sword beast's body burned to the ground to become dust, causing black smoke to soar and a hissing sound that hurt the ears.

Naturellia screamed beneath us, the land itself trying to cry out as it burned alive. Still, he flew. Still, he burned. Until nothing was left but a purple sea of death and a clearing sky. And then, finally, he dove. Straight toward a black crack in the horizon. We slipped through it and then we landed hard on the solid earth. I tumbled from his back and hit the dirt. Cold earth. Cold air. I coughed, my hair in my face, my skin stinging from burns and cuts. When I looked up— He was still a.... mighty lizard with wings and horns? A mighty snake with wings, feet, and horns?

When I was almost upon it, the creature's face turned, twisted, that awful smile lighting up its molten features, and it rose almost to its feet, its wings opening up fully, the golden hue of its feathers dazzling my eyes. I blinked away the glaring light, but refused to stop, holding out my arms. Beneath my skin the blue veins were glowing, growing brighter with each step closer that I took, and then when the Power was just a few metres away, it burned the brightest of all, the heat erupting from my hands. The fireball hit the Angel's wings with so much force that it was flung backwards where it rolled, desperately trying to extinguish the flames. These were no ordinary flames though and I

“They’re… they’re watching it.” The light intensified. Aurelian ascended through the storm, his presence cutting through the darkness like a blade of radiance. His wings unfolded slowly, luminous, casting a glow that pushed against the clouds themselves. Kaelith followed, rising with far less grace as he shook his arm slightly, flicking off the last traces of water. “I really hate oceans,” he muttered. Below them, the storm did not calm, but it hesitated. The people could see them clearly now.

I left without waiting for her reply. I ran to the nearest hill point. I sat down on a bench and gasped for air. While taking long breaths, Georges' Voice echoed in my mind, "Who's your first love?" Clouds started thundering, indicating the heavy rainfall that's going to occur. But my mind was too busy to notice that warning, as it's busy reminiscing about the past. The past that holds both good and bad memories. A loud thunder followed by lightening, brought back all memories which I buried deep down in my heart.

The thing kept up until it was easy to tell that it was a person. Wings spread from its back stretching out wide. With one movement it used them to blow the flames towards the warriors that were standing too close. Flames engulfed them in minutes and then they were gone. With another great batting the wings stopped the flames altogether and the thing was all that remained. Elaina watched in horror as it began to move forward taking in the scene around it. A laugh rumbled from it making the hairs on the back of Elaina’s neck stand up.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

Damien POV: I awoke with a start, my heart pounding as the remnants of a nightmare still clung to my mind. The moon's soft glow illuminated my chamber, and I sat up, rubbing my temples to dispel the haunting memories. It had been a dream about Amia—the day I stood against her, resulting in her banishment from our pack. I recalled the accusations, the anger, and the bitter taste of betrayal that had clouded my judgment.

You thought you could erase me? Watch me etch my name in every breath you take. I am not soft. I am not sweet. I am not yours. I am fire. And fire never begs to be seen.

There was no time to react. I turned my head, bracing for the impact— But I never felt it. Ares POV Everything was fire and chaos. Screams echoed through the trees. Warriors clashed with demons. The world was breaking apart around us—and I couldn’t keep up. I wasn’t fast enough. Not strong enough. I was just me. Wolfless. Useless. But I ran anyway. I dragged Aurelia away from the flaming beast, away from the lava-creature that looked like it crawled out of hell itself. My lungs burned, and so did my heart—because deep down, I knew I couldn’t protect her forever.