Wings Of Fire Dragon Base Novels & Stories

Ears twitched. A second later, the sky screamed. Something tore through the clouds above, wreathed in fire and shadow. Ekreth. He broke the heavens like a spear of flame. His dragon form was massive - larger than she remembered. His wings stretched wider than the valley, edged in burning gold. Scales glinted like obsidian, runes etched deep into his sides, glowing faintly with each beat of his wings. Fire licked at his maw, and his eyes - those terrible, beautiful eyes - glowed with fury.

"I would never let you die." Hope whispered to me. Then she let go of me and stood beside me with a corner smile, confident, she made a simple motion with her hand and that reddish shape spread further, like wings, but not just any wings, they were Dragon wings. As the wings passed through the shadows and places a bluish flame appeared and began to burn everything that wasn't solid. I could tell the shadows were writhing and screaming, they were screams of agony as they were consumed, the runes of protection disappeared and the magic that was in the place dissipated, but these flames didn't hit us, it was as if the people who were with me were immune to them.

Once they were settled in he whispered, "I will cast to you the memories that I have and then you can always ask more questions." Emma snuggled up to him and felt happier as his mood shifted and then she closed her eyes as he started to cast his memories to her. At first there was nothing but mist and whisps of clouds and within the center was a fire burning brightly. It was hard to look into the burning flames but almost imposible to look away. For upon the dias, stood a dragon that grew ever more powerful as the fire burned hotter. The smoke and flames appeared to form the dragon and his scales reflected the firelight. His scales were cerulean blue but shimmering in darkness they appeare

Soaring beside the terrifying dragon was a winged figure of such staggering majesty and grandeur that would make one’s soul tremble in awe. This was no mere beast or entity - this was an elemental force of nature imbued with a searing, blazing radiance that eclipsed the fiercest wildfires. The figure's wings were an impossible, burning crimson that seemed to blaze with an internal luminescence as if forged from the heart of a supernova itself. Each immense wing spanned farther than eyes could track, their leading edges glowing hot like the birth of a newborn star. They beat in slow, inexorable downstrokes that stirred the very air into frenzied cyclones.

A deep, guttural roar tore out of my throat, vibrating through the stone foundations of the high tower. My spine lengthened with a violent crack. Colossal, midnight-black wings ripped outward from the shadows of my back, expanding forty feet into the freezing gale. Pure black dragon fire erupted along the edges of my dark scales, blazing with a golden inferno that melted the thick ice off the battlements in a single second. Stone boiled and hissed beneath the soles of my steel boots. Selene dropped to one knee, raising her armored forearm to shield her eyes from the blinding, suffocating blast of dragon heat.

When I looked around, I noticed that the cloud was confined to the area in which we were. I gradually pushed myself to look up, hoping that the change in weather was a figment of my imagination and that the alteration was limited to my region. I was hoping for a dramatic change in the weather. I, along with my pack members, raised our eyes. When I saw a big golden dragon with golden scales, it brought all of my anxieties to reality. Long black claws capable of ripping through everything that stands in their way. Its tail was even more massive than my wolf. It seemed to be going around and around in circles. It was obvious that it was on the lookout for something or someone. Then it lifted it

"Damn it..." The Nine Netherbird let out a mad roar. Flames began to burn rapidly. The flames seemed to come from an abyss and did not exist in the mortal world. They burned in the void, transforming into a black cloud that collided with the dragon claw. "It's useless!" An evil dragon's roar was heard. The claws of the Wangjiao actually shuttled through the air and instantly shattered the black flame. With a long roar, its claws locked onto Zephyr Khan again without any resistance.

"Let me guess: Leon told you, huh, Jennifer?" Her cheeks tinted, and she toyed with the napkin in her lap. "Why does it matter who told me? Who lies about dragons, Soph?" Said woman sighed and rubbed her temples. Why would a dragon dwell in the Voiceless Mountains right in the heart of the Nightpoint City here in the Laera Kingdom? The Laera Kingdom was always dragon-free. Dragons are killed upon sight. All of them, members of the Knights Association, are dragon slayers. Well, except for her.

Ravi slammed the door behind him and was startled to find Adrian floating by the window, his wings flapping, hands folded across his chest, wearing a smug expression. He knew all too well that this creature was the one responsible for the chaos Ravi had just experienced. Ravi quickly moved to the window, fists clenched in anger, a sharp gaze directed at him with disapproval. He opened the window with a loud creak. "You're the problem here."

His hands grasped hers as he searched her face and arms for any burn marks or bruises. She gazed up at him as if seeing him for the first time. “Did…did that just happen? I-I didn’t…the fire…it didn’t hurt me? H-how is that possible?” “Maybe the babies blood mixed with yours…giving you a temporary immunity to fire that all dragons have.” “No, fetal blood can’t mix with maternal otherwise there are major issues,” Dena said from the doorway. “May I come in?” “Sure.” Isabelle waved her inside.