Hidden Flame: Bound To The Triplet Dragon Kings Novels & Stories

The look in Diego's eyes made king Damien realize that it had been a while since he last saw someone stare at him the way Diego was . " We dragons , are far more superior than you silly humans . The fact that you have created all those new weapons , doesn't mean that you have the upper hand . You, humans, are foolish if you think that you can win against us with your little tricks . Just a little flip of my fingers is enough to destroy an entire kingdom . So you better not think about things that don't belong to you . " said king Damien with a serious tone .

“His dragon knocked over tables, roaring upset that he couldn’t see you. We put you in the treehouse, thinking he would return there, but he was blinded by rage. The bond is only half way you see. You need to mark him back once you can shift. Only then will his possessiveness calm. Several trees were knocked down, but I was able to throw a vile of nightshade in his throat before his fire unleashed.” “He would never hurt any of you! I’m so sorry he acted this way, I’ve never seen him like that!” I grabbed her hand. “No one was hurt. We understood why he was upset. There is no blame, it’s just the way dragons are.” I downed the pink drink in one go, relaxing Glinda as she put it on the table.

Carol nodded and said to her that here the white flame represented the light, and that the 3 flames she didn’t know were the black one for the darkness, the purple one for the metal and the last one was silver and represented the lightning. She told her that the greater her reserve of energy would be, the more able she would be to master flames other than the one of fire and light, and that if she had to forge a weapon for the golden dragon, then she would absolutely have to master the purple flame.

Back at the Beast Hall's Book Collection Vault in Desolate Grounds city, there was an ancient text that had spoken about the Blazing Overlord Lions. These lions were just like other lions, only that their bloodline were extremely peculiar. Unlike normal lions, the Blazing Overlord Lions had a scorching orange flame as fur. They also had the dragon bloodline mixed with theirs, and as such, if they claimed to be second strongest in the animal kingdom of their cultivation realm, then no animal would dare claim to be first.

Holy Flame Empress bloodline was the strongest among all the Fire attribute bloodlines. It was said that the scene of the Holy Flame Burning the Sky would appear when it evolved. Such an overbearing Holy Flame could burn everything! This kind of Ancient Draconic bloodline was very rare. It had only appeared eleven times in history. In hiis last life, Zephyr Khan had never met this. He didn't expect that he would meet it now! "Ha ha, this brat will definitely lose!" When they saw Zephyr Khan's posture, a faint smile appeared on the faces of the Alchemy practitioners present as they shook their heads lightly.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

It’s a flaming bird. A phoenix. **I hope you’ve enjoyed Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon. This story will continue in Rise of the Phoenix, Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series.

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

Elara screamed, not in agony, but in revelation. She saw the first dragons, vast and luminous, their wings spanning mountains, their minds linked to the ancient queens chosen not for conquest but compassion. She felt their grief as their kin were hunted. Their fury when the last fell. Their promise, to wait, for one who bled not for power, but for peace. “The Flame obeys only the broken who rise.” When it was over, she collapsed, gasping. The chamber was silent. The Flame was gone. No, not gone.