Fury Dragons Novels & Stories

Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom. "She seems pretty..." Fru blushed "Born from a red dragon and a golden dragon...whoa..she sure has the good genes doesn't she. Why would anyone call someone so pretty, huthra'vor? I feel this is jealousy at play. Petty creatures. Pretty sure the mockers are the ones with faces that screamed ‘abandoned by the creator', not Valia." Fru didn't understand why she was mad but she sure as hell wanted to test her fighting skills on some uglies.

I muttered quietly I turned to look at Drex and gave him a stern. "Get a pack doctor in here. I don't want the members of the pack to find out anything about this until Freya is found." I was about to walk away but he held my hand stopping me. "Finish off those fuckers once and for all" he muttered bitterly. I gave him my word. This was my battle alone and I will do whatever it takes to bring down the dark tide and make sure that they never harm anyone else. They have destroyed many lives and killed many innocent people. It was time to put an end to their sick game.

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

The red flames dissolved in the air after showing the image of Nora and the Fairy Tears River. He flexed his wings to the north to find Nora. He was shocked to see the female warrior of his kingdom in the pool of blood. Nora in Dev’s perspective, Nora - the Night Fury who has an appearance of dark purple. The unique look of purple night fury was the pair of rounded crests on her skull. The rounded snout, teeth arranged in the upper jaw looked beautiful with a vicious appearance. The neck was covered with a small neck frill on either side. On attacking the neck frill opens to help the dragon blow the purple flame continuously. The large wings, two pair of limbs with claws, the sharp nails hel

My eyes widen slightly as I realize how unique her dragon is. Her dragon is red like most Fury dragons but there are white markings running along his spine, all the way down to the white fin on his tail. Have you ever heard of a Fury dragon with white markings? No, Azazel replies. White stands out too strongly against the black rock, a dragon with white on its body cannot remain hidden. What about one without a barbed tail? Definitely not. A barbed tail is an essential weapon, a Fury dragon would likely not survive to adulthood without one. Fury dragons must be changing much more quickly than we had expected.

Then he noticed new snakes forming, mostly from bloody parts. “Damn it! They're regenerating!” he yelled out in alarm. Fury looked behind and saw the shocker. He growled in anger, the sound rocking Lutz's body. The snakes behind were getting closer and would lunge at their backsides soon. But this was where Fury's powers came in handy. His eyes blazed red and a sandstorm erupted between them and the army of snakes. It whirled them up, a storm of impenetrable dust and took them far off.

If that did not work, he would be dead. What? When he saw the three Spirit Pills, the ferocious Wild Fury shuddered. It was inexplicably alarmed. Its tone trembled. "The other three died in your hands?" Darryl knew he had a chance when he saw its reaction. He chuckled lightly and said, "If not?" At that moment, the Wild Fury seemed worried. The Mirage Dragon, Terror Hound, and Giant Turtle were powerful, yet they died in that man's hands. Was he telling the truth?

Yefrenes erupted in dazzling, colorful light, and her aura grew stronger. The terrifying pressure quickly spread through the column, suppressing Fennec and Hemera, rendering them helpless. She roared, “Say it. James is despicable and shameless!” Hemera and Fennec writhed in pain under the oppressive force. However, they refused to utter a word. “Then, I’ll send you two on your way.” Yefrenes’ hands morphed into claws, summoning two terrifying dragons, one black and one white.