Wings Of Fire Dragon Drawings Novels & Stories

My wings sprout from my back spreading wide as my legs and arms form my larger dragon legs and talons. In under a minute I open my dragon eyes as I fold my wings and hunch down so that I don't appear massive. Igneous stands still across the field with his mouth gaping open. He stares for so long that I start to wonder what he is thinking.

My Dragon, Talia spanned her wings full length and breathed out fire in various designs while the rest of the Dragons joined in with blasting music making the crowd go raving mad. With sharp turns and crazy body rolls, the Dragons and I kept our dancing fires alive and from the ground, I am sure it seemed as if thousands of stars were dancing at insane speeds in various patterns. Soon the fires started to change colours which depicted our energy levels and it seemed like we all were swaying in a joyful bliss marked by a sea of unfathomable energy ! The crowd seemed to be going crazier by the second and finally their rip roaring screams synchronized to cheering chants which seemed to make the

Inside his inner world, light from the Four Elements Divine Tree burst forth, and its crown adorned with 3,000 paths suspended above. As light filled the sky, four magnificent beast-like weapons materialized. A majestic green dragon soared into the clouds, whipping up gales as it morphed into a whip, which crackled with the primal essence of the universe. A fiery red bird soared, its blazing plumage condensing into a crimson flag that commanded the law and energy of fire. Even a royal celestial would become gravely injured upon contact with it.

In this way, Caspian and the shadow of the two-winged giant dragon were enemies. "Then there's no need to hold back too much!" As soon as Caspian thought about it, the 2-winged dragon's silhouette arrived first. It opened its mouth and spat out waves of dragon flames. They traveled tens of millions of li, burning this entire world. The space itself was distorted by the flames, as if it was about to collapse.

Their bodies, which were more than ten meters long, looked particularly shocking and horrible. "It's actually the Firewing Lion!" Almost all the disciples of The Boundless Academy changed their faces the moment they saw the giant creature. Among them, more than a dozen Firewing Lions were flying. They flapped their huge wings, bringing with them a scorching hot aura. Although the Firewing Lion was not a kind of fierce beast, it was much stronger than the Six-winged Skywind Beast. It was said that the Firewing Lion had the bloodline of some kind of divine fire beast. Therefore, it could swallow flames, which was extremely horrible.

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 guide her from Sarn's territory and lead her home. "Your thing is sticking out," she says in an impish voice. I've been fighting my need since we left. No more. If she wants me, who am I to deny my mate? I rise higher and she flies ahead of me slightly. Coming from above her, I curl my front claws at the seam where her wings meet her back. I push down while flapping my wings so we land with only a slight jolt. I rise up and clamp my back legs around hers. In dragon form, I take my mate. Her cries of pleasure push through my mind. Our bodies still glow and when we explode into flames this time, the purest of dragon fire lights the sky for miles.

She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness. Now, a black splotch of scorched acreage, lying dead. Yet, something about them had her intrigued. She had to admit, she was impressed given their size, how they moved with such grace and elegance, as if they were the true rulers of life and death. How they stayed at just the right height as they maneuvered through the sky, swooping in and out as if they were playing a child’s game of chase with smoke and fire. She watched as intelligence swam behind the eyes of the dragon that had found her, yet never gave her away.

I was bonded to one of the most ruthless and deadly Lycan of the territory and it had come with some power boosts. I turned back to the books I was reading and read closely on creatures of fire. The first book that I came across was called Beings of The Flame and it only showed and revealed information about dragons. It showed over four hundred types of species of fire breathing dragon from Wyrm dragons, to Arctic dragons, to Basilisk Dragons. I stopped reading because I felt the answers I was looking for had nothing to do with me being a dragon. I was a werewolf, through and through. I came across another extensive book called Creatures of Light and Night but it only spoke about winged crea

The ocean of water nearly swallowed the fire and when the fire was about to out, the red dragon roused to physical combat. The second and third layer witches headed by Igikran started to fight back the red dragon to defence their Queen. The red dragon used its entire body as a weapon by biting, clawing, lashing with its powerful tail, buffeting its enemies with its monstrous wings while flying in the sky.