Wings Of Fire Sandwing Nightwing Hybrid 소설 & 이야기

I grasp onto that flow and press into it, pushing spikes into her veins, crawling up her arms, her— Pain blossoms in my arms, my legs. My torso’s on fire and I scream. Carita laughs. “Remember that you aren’t the only illusionist here, birdie.” Disbelief slides from my thoughts, my grip on reality slipping into pain and darkness. But I can’t look away from Vito; I have to make sure he’s okay. “Nighty night,” she whispers, pressing a thumb against my forehead. Vito’s vibrant wings fade from my vision, his amber eyes blurring into the landscape.

He’s got Tana’s DNA, but he’s more lizard than dragon. “Stay away from us. We know who you are. We’ve seen what you’ve done,” the girl with Tana’s DNA says. She has a mixed shift but it’s actually beautiful. She looks like a fiery angel, standing on her back legs with her dragon wings spread out behind her. Tana’s ruby scales cover her body, and she glitters in the morning light. The other one, the earth dragon hybrid is in full shift, but she’s small. I’m not sure if it’s her age or the hybrid that is making her small but the boys aren’t much smaller than she is.

They fought side by side cutting through the first wave of attackers. Gloria coughed and pointed at me. "Finish her. She is the threat." I summoned my hybrid power. Golden fire laced with silver sparks formed in my palms. I hurled balls of flame at the incoming men. Each strike hit true exploding against their chests and dropping them lifeless to the mud floor. The scent of charred flesh filled the air but I did not stop. My power surged stronger now fueled by the need to protect my family.

I know what I must do, what we all must do. To my left, Akin stands tall, his obsidian wings sharp and sleek, the wind tugging at his tunic as his eyes sweep the battlefield like a soldier gauging his next strike. To my right, River’s wings are the color of deep, angry storms. They shift with energy, crackling faintly as his fists curl at his sides. The fire in him burns steady now, no longer a threat but a force I can trust.

“These three points right here, I’ve isolated as the fire in a fire dragon. All dragons have the ability to breathe fire, but a fire dragon has more points in their DNA for fire. Where an earth dragon may have one point for fire, a fire dragon has three.” He turns and looks at me and I nod. He moves over to my DNA. “You have five, Emmi.” “Five what?” “Five points of fire in your DNA. Whatever your shifter is, and I do believe that it’s a bird of some sort, it will have fire, fire that will be stronger than a fire dragon’s.” I feel like the walls are closing in on me. I knew my shifter was going to be bad. What did those hybrids do to me?

Shadow stepped in front of it and the fire dissolved against his shimmery blue protective shield. I made a mental note to practice using my hands when I was alone. “So, what about the rest of you? What types of hybrids are you? Grey, you’re half witch and half…?” “Cougar shifter.” He growled, the noise decidedly more feline than canine. That explained his yellow-green eyes that had instantly reminded me of a cat’s. “That’s cool.” I turned my attention to Shadow and lifted a brow in question. “Witch and raven shifter,” the quiet second-in-command said.

Nova, the smaller orange tiger, was pressed up against Zach’s shoulder like a heating pad with teeth, trying to nurse from the cotton. My breath caught in my throat. They must’ve squirmed away from Spitfire in the night. It wasn’t far—maybe a foot or two—but for babies that small, it was like crossing a continent. And somehow, they’d ended up on Zach. Climbing Mount Firefighter like he was part of the landscape. He didn’t even stir. Just kept breathing slow and steady, his dark lashes fanned across his cheek, the faintest furrow between his brows like his body refused to relax all the way, even in sleep.

His presence was steady, unyielding, even as his voice cracked with urgency. “Don’t let it take you, Xenia! Stay with me!” The Architect only watched, hands folded inside their dark sleeves, their hood angled as if this was all… entertainment. My anger burned hotter than my flames. “You think this is a game?” I roared. I got a response from the fire. After stretching and twisting, it took the form of wings extending from my shoulders and a flurry of sparks encircling me. The wolves stumbled, hissing where my wings touched their smoky bodies.

Not since his wings started to grow out. They were almost fully grown and just as my father had predicted, his magnificent wings were black. What made them more mesmerizing was the hint of deep red right around the edges. Even though it was just a touch, the bold red which blended with the black made his wings look exquisite. They were almost as large as mine too. He was going to be a powerful hybrid. Just like his father. What is most certain is that Zephyr Arion was going to grow up to be a heart breaker too.

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!