Wings Of Fire Dragon Base Novels & Stories

Rori squeezed her knees together and ground herself desperately into the man underneath her as they panted together, clawing and licking at the other’s flesh like hungry animals. Murdok flipped his body over, and Rori was now underneath him while he prepared to pepper kisses down the side of her jaw and neck. Rori felt his fingers softly snake around her throat, she could feel the dull scrape of his nails, and they felt unusually long and cold she thought as he started to squeeze a little as he took the other hand and moved her wet robe away from her hips and the lower part of her body. Rori angled her hips upward toward him while he continued to graze his palm up and down the center of her

A large claw held on to the edges of the crevice and soon, a huge dragon flew out of the pit. *ROAR* With a roar that was filled with the majesty of a creature that was beyond the understanding of men, the large dragon revealed itself. The dragon was several hundreds of meters tall and was as large as a city wall. It had four large wings that gathered wind with every beat and claws that were as chilling as the cold waters of Cocytus. Its scales were as red as the crimson of blood. However its eyes were dull and lifeless. For it was a beast that had died long ago and had been restored by Komfo Anokye’s power. It was dead yet living. It was alive yet dead. It was an Undead Fire Dragon and one

A subordinate beside him asked, "My lord, they escaped. Should we pursue them?" Ul'gal responded, "No need. They can run, but they can't hide forever. Besides, our primary target remains Dragon Palace." "Why?" his subordinate asked again. Ul'gal explained, "While the ruins of Purecastle were where I broke free from, there's an energy there that makes it unsuitable to be our base. Dragon Mountain, however, is the draco vein of the maritime immortal region. If we harness it, it'll amplify our power significantly. This place is the optimal location."

I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin. With a sharp, sweeping motion of my arm, I unleashed a massive wave of raw fire straight toward the grand entrance. ​The roaring inferno slammed into the reinforced ironwood doors with the force of a collapsing mountain. ​There was a deafening roar as the flames devoured the thick wood instantly, superheating the metal plating until it melted into glowing liquid slag.

Wings came out of his back and where a man had once been, a dragon took flight. I watched William until he flew out of sight; the sun rising in the direction that he was flying. Seeing him like that had taken my breath away. It was one thing for them to tell me that they were dragons. To see it firsthand, I didn’t have words for how that made me feel.

Therefore, Shadow would be grateful for every help she could collect. “Do you know where their last base is?” Malikul perked up. “Last time I checked, they were near the Eastern continent.” “Eastern continent?” “Near the Dragon Lair,” Ya’acub answered with ease. "None of them ever interact with the dragons. They stayed there for a couple of days before scrambling away with injuries." Dragon Lair was the dragon’s country which was located near the Philippines. If the lion tribe, wolf tribe, wingsman clan, tiger tribe, cat tribe, and feather clan were located near Indonesia, Brunei, and Malaysia, the dragon’s country was just next to them.

She had her hand coiled into a tight fist to keep herself from scratching that stupid smirk off his face. He only gave her a careless shrug before leaning against the comfortability of his arm chair. The choice was hers to make and knowing how badly she'd give into his demands but not without a fight. He was sure! Aria just sat there with blood boiling through her veins. If she was a female dragon_angry fumes would have been evaporating through her nostrils at that point but she wasn't and Frank should be thankful for that fact. Why in the world would he want her when she has made it crystal clear to him that she doesn't even want to speak with him not to talk of being seen anywhere with him

staring at him with so much intensity. "Uhm... because dragons would need more space to fly, and where can that happen... if not outside a city with much more space." He raises an eyebrow, I rolled my eyes. I cannot wait for this dragon nonsense to be over. We finally got to our destination, I was met with a really huge... gigantic gate. The gate opened all by itself, and blue eyes drove in. From the gate to a really huge house, a really huge one.... Was covered by a lot of distance. A person can definitely not use his/her legs to cover it.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Emi inquired. "A Dragon Lord possesses longevity, for one. Take Lucian, for example. He will stop aging at thirty years old and won't resume aging for thousands of years," Visenya elaborated. "Additionally, Dragon Lords possess the ability to produce two types of fire: red and blue. Their red fire is like any other fire, capable of burning and destroying, but their blue fire possesses incredible healing capabilities." Emi's eyes widened with wonder as she contemplated the concept. "A fire that can heal?"