Wings Of Fire Dragons Drawings Novels & Stories

She walked towards the picture. 'There is a dragon drawn on the wall in front of her. She has never seen one up close before, but the drawing isn’t hard to understand even if she didn’t know what it was called for. It’s a black and white image of a dragon, only much larger than any she’s ever seen, with four large wings, a long tail, and thick fur along its sides, two horns curling out from its skull. Its mouth opens wide, and two long teeth jut out as if ready to strike, and she can feel its power radiating off the wall. The scales are darker in coloration than those of any other dragons.' Her hand reaches up without permission as she tries to touch the painting."

Excited chatter was all around us. “COME FORTH, TYPHON!” A loud whoosh sound was heard, as if someone had tossed gasoline onto the fire. In the middle of the pit floating above the flame was a man on fire. Huge wings were spread out to his sides. His handsome features were breathtaking. This must be Typhon. Oohs and aahs were sounding all around me. Excited dragons moved closer to the pit trying to catch a better look at the dragon god.

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 blast my water out behind us as we run, holding off the fire and turning it to steam, the heat and humidity in the room becoming oppressive. I turn back and see an opening in the mountainside. “Hold on and don’t fall off!” Gideoni says as he leaps from the opening into nothing but air. If I didn’t have my own wings, I’d scream in terror. But I don’t have a moment to scream before he’s shifting and I’m sitting on the back of his fire dragon body. A second later, Fordin shifts and his earth dragon joins us in the air.

Draven burst through his human body, his head rising up high over the trees as his limbs spread out, standing over his mate who was now so tiny underneath the beast. It wasn't just the enemy that gasped and fell backwards, as they desperately tried to escape the beast. Draven's tail lay on the ground far out behind him. His claws sunk into the ground as he opened his wings and threw his head to the sky and roared. The scent of Ash increased as Draven took a deep breath in. His brick red and stone blue scales began to glow as the fire raged inside him before bursting out of his mouth and into the sky. The large dragon stood over his mate as his scales burned with fire, looking as though his b

Red fire dragon and blue fire dragon. The blue fire dragon started attacking Michael's wind tiger. Then the red dragon fire but made both angels roasted by the heat of the red dragon fire. The tiger-shaped wind attacked, it growled and jumped. His claws began to swing. Claws the body of the blue fire dragon. Then the blue fire dragon wrapped around the tiger's body, what happened? The wounds that hit the two animal bodies of the fire and wind elements left their owners injured. Michael's bones began to ache, then crumbled all over his body. Blood was coming out of his nose and mouth. Rafael who saw began to worry. He couldn't do anything to help Michael. His hands were busy holding the prote

Nyra’s POV I shifted fully again and launched into the air. Above the square, the sky had become almost impossible to read. Dragon wings cut through smoke. Aetherfangs darted between them. Fire burst in red, orange, gold, and dark ugly streaks from Lucian’s side. Emberfall’s dragons fought with terrifying discipline. They did not waste flame. They did not chase enemies blindly. They moved like a kingdom that had been waiting for war and had made itself beautiful only because beauty did not stop it from being deadly.

Heat washed across my skin. I braced for pain. Instead, warmth settled into my bones. The sensation startled me. The fire felt familiar. Comforting. Like stepping into a house after years spent wandering through winter. The flames twisted and shifted. Slowly, a shape emerged. My breath caught. A dragon stepped from the fire. Every story I had ever heard suddenly seemed inadequate. Its scales gleamed like molten ruby. Massive wings unfolded behind it, vanishing into the darkness overhead. Gold eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my knees weak.

Arkalis instructs calmly, his hands behind his back. Christian and I rushed to the drum and filled our buckets. Arkalis helped me in placing mine on my shoulder, while Christian skillfully placed his on his shoulder. I pouted in jealously, I want to be strong. But anyway, I am going to be consoling myself, with the fact that Christian is a guy who turns into a dragon since he became eleven. I wasn't able to hold on to the sticks linked to the buckets on my shoulder for up to ten seconds before it came crashing to the ground again. Christian on the other hand carried it very well showing off his muscles self. He only encountered problem with keeping the water from pouring little by little.

He closed his eyes and put one of his hands over his chest then started chanting Issei - "I, Who shall awaken. Am The Red Dragon Emperor who control the principle of domination With infinite hope and dreams, I shall become the protectors of my loved ones. I am their light in the darkness. I shall promise you! A future that shines brighter than any light. Ally to good! Nightmare to evil! I shall become the True Red Dragon King of Domination!" Then the whole darkness around him are blown away. (Issei's new form are that of a dragon that look like Deathwing from World of Warcraft but with red scales) Then a majestic red dragon stand before her, his mere presence bring shiver to her core. She fe