Novel & Cerita Wings Of Fire Darkness Of Dragons

I was sad enough with my own suffering and didn't need any additional negative emotions. I moved further into the forest, listening to the rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds and other sounds of forest inhabitants. The sun shone lightly through the treetops, I heard a woodpecker tapping on the bark of a tree, the bustle of squirrels collecting nuts in the hollows, the movement of the wings of insects as they flied by me. That was probably one of the few perks of being a sorceress - I could hear and see all around more clearly. I "felt" nature with my whole being and absorbed its energy. And it was nature that was the basis of magic, white magic, the magic of life, while black magic was m

"Is it scaring you?" "I don't want you to loose your innocence." I inhaled her divine scent. "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy the doom of my enemies..." She whispered on my lips. "I am here to take care of your enemies... You don't have to do your hands dirty." She is already in my dark world but I don't want her to get consumed by it. This darkness shouldn't dim her light. She gently placed her lips on mine, making me drink the wine from her mouth. Her lips moved like rhythm.

It’s been weeks since I last shifted, my wolf spirit clawing at the confines of my consciousness, desperate for freedom. One evening, after I’ve eaten the meal brought to me by those silent women, I watch from my window as the three dragons soar off into the fading light. Crimson, Green, and Black; Soren, Ivar, and Gavriel. Their majestic forms cut through the sky with ease, a sight that would have been awe-inspiring if it weren’t for my circumstances.

' 'I am a fire dragon, the highest form of legendary creature,' he said as though it was already enough explanation. 'Well, right. I just can't help to be a little worried since this evil witch looks really dangerous.' How I wished I would be the one to kill her with my own hands. We have suffered a lot here in River of Flames because of her. She is such a nuisance here and needs to be eradicated. "But maybe if you would apologize for your aggressiveness, I would pardon you and just make you my slaves instead of killing you," Nerissa said and laughed again like a madwoman.

He would drown his guilt in fire. --- The skies over Qombinia turned crimson at dawn. What began as a whisper in the outer cities quickly became a thunderous truth — the borderlands were under siege. In the eastern reaches, dark-winged shadows blotted out the morning sun. Vampire banners fluttered in the wind — crimson eyes gleaming beneath blackened armor, their fangs glinting like daggers. From the west, green fire scorched the forests, as witches on sky-brooms and shadow beasts hurled curses that split the air like thunder.

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

However, everything changed before he could strike. A deafening roar split the night. Not one but multiple. The sound reverberated through the burning estate, through the very bones of everyone present. Two massive forms burst through the smoke and flames. Dragons. Both enormous, radiating raw, primal power. One had scales of deep bronze, catching the firelight in a way that made them look molten. The other's scales shimmered with hues of dark amber, almost appearing black in the shadows. They didn't hesitate and launched themselves at Aetherion.

The dragon caught him as they flew into the sky. He held onto Glacier’s scales tightly and calmly patted the dragon. Then he lifted his eyes. Too late. Shadow Scale’s flames were already coming toward them. Raphael tried to dodge. But there was no time. The fire struck Glacier. For a moment, everything went silent. Then Glacier released a powerful roar. One side of the dragon burned with fire. The other side froze with ice. Two forces collided. Fire against ice. Two dragons. Two crimson eyes staring at each other with pure hatred.

I roar as loud as I can, my mighty wings gaining power, I turn to look to my left and the three dragons are now alongside me. The biggest of the dragons nods his head as we fly into the black sky. Whoever these dragons are, I am grateful they are on my side, and it gives me the courage I need to face Tyber once again. He stands in front of me, his massive body alight with flames, I roar as loud as I can as the flames shout from my mouth, Davin joins me as he sends his own flames into the clouds and the three dragons lets out a roar as they each join in, The heat is immense, and I can hear Tyber cries as the flames surround him holding him in place as the Good gods send their streams of light

And there is nothing in this world left for me to live for. I pull all of my hatred into my fire, I pull every ounce of my father’s Alpha aura that I inherited into my body and then I send a blast of fire and fury so strong that it lights up the sky around me and sends dragons tumbling through the sky. The royals on the ground and others nearby scream as they burn alive in my fire. I watch as Faeler falls from Kenzo’s back, landing on the ground near the other scorched royals. I send a blast of fire at him, watching him burn alive. I ignore Kenzo’s scream of pain. I can’t save him now.