Phoenix Vs Dragon Novels & Stories

Yours is dragon, ain't it? 'Stop lying, Nem. You're only making it worse and no my middle name is Phoenix.' 'Phoenix means dragon, no?' I said imitating and mocking his annoying voice. His hands went onto my thighs but his eyes were focused on the roads. I did feel chills creeping on me, more of a turn on if I am honest. Lust not loves. It could never be love, not anymore and nor with Narcissus.

The X City- The Capital City of Country X. Characters on focus. Ronald Si Long- The strongest dragon and one of a kind in a million years. He is a hybrid of a Blue flame Ice phoenix and an Azure Dragon. He is rebellious and doesn’t want love as he believes love did not even save his mother in the Dragonic World War. He has the ability to sniff even an insect and know its birth parents and the life it has lived with its history back to three generations. But, he couldn’t sniff Anita and he becomes an opponent worthy for his practices.

Surrounding this core of azure fire were ethereal tendrils of white flames, swirling and intertwining with the blue blaze. The contrast between the orange and yellow inferno and Phoenix's brilliant blue and white fire was a spectacle of contrasting elements battling for supremacy. The clash of flames was both hypnotic and appalling. Phoenix's flames erupted with an otherworldly brilliance, their intensity overshadowing the rogue dragons' fire in both size and ferocity. As the battle reached its crescendo, a sudden exacerbation of power from Phoenix unleashed a shockwave of force, causing a massive explosion that reverberated through the forest.

“No one is allowed to interrupt. And no other weapon is permitted aside from the chosen sword to use.” “Hercules will get the answers he wants if he wins.” Hercules’ second said. “And if Black Dragon wins, the Olympus Gang will not be seen on Korea ever again. Or they’ll will be found six feet under the ground.” Yosef added. JD and Hercules just stayed quiet and glaring at each other. Their second hand men handed their swords before they begin. Hercules will use a longsword while Black Dragon will use a katana. Both men are known to be expert on using sword during training and combat.

Suddenly the ground began to open and as it did, houses began to collapse. "She's destroying it all," Silver yelled. "She can try." Phoenix discarded her sword and made a symbol with her hand. "Drakus!" A sharp wind later and a roar tore through the sky. Fire broke through lightning and a large white dragon appeared. It roared causing bricks to fall of buildings. "Useless!" Ashterah laughed. Just then the ground burst open releasing thousands of Daemons. Hungry blood seeking Daemons who began to run after running citizens. Phoenix rose in the air and mounted her Dragon. "Drakus!"

The one-on-one battle became two versus one. Had it been a solo challenge, Phoenix and Kamaitachi were definitely no match for Black Dragon. But by working together, Black Dragon was soon pushed back. Finally, Phoenix’s ferocious kick lashed at Black Dragon. Before he had time to react, Kamaitachi’s explosive punch had immediately come down on his head. Bang! There was a huge dull sound. Kamaitachi had exerted all of his strength into this punch, causing the force of a huge hammer to smash into Black Dragon’s chest.

STORM. Phoenix fire was unlike any other flame. It did not feed on oxygen or fuel. It fed on emotions. More specifically, it fed on pain. And pain? Pain had teeth. Had a voice that knew your name. It could lock a person in place like rusted iron driven through bone. Stole air from their lungs. Pain convinced them they would never be whole again, that the shattered pieces of who they'd been could never be reassembled into anything worth saving.

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

I was insanely curious to learn fact from fiction. ‘Yes, they do have a counterpart. Phoenixes are extremely powerful. The light that they contain is pure. Much purer than Fae light. They were created to cleanse the darkness of the world and are actually very rare creatures. Therefore, they are hunted, sought after, and enslaved by sick bastards who steal the phoenix’s light for their own use. Often times, it’s used to create weapons,’ Reika told me with sadness evident in her voice.

I hope, like the last three times he went out, that he comes home without an egg. There are six colors of dragons – the rarest are the golden queens. They are the most powerful of all dragons. Their mates are primarily the formidable silver dragons, known for their speed, agility, and power. But there are also bronze dragons, always males, who, in rare instances, are strong enough to mate with a queen. Then there are green dragons who are also male and red and blue dragons, which are always females, and usually mate with green or bronze dragons. I hate the practice of hunting dragon eggs. Dragon riders are rare, exceptionally rare. However, those who become dragon riders have the power and s