Wings Of Fire The Dragonets Novels & Stories

“I’m sure I got this. Don’t worry I’ll be home I no time with my mother by my side. My wings grew out my back I flew to the government facility. I created a lightning storm that covered the whole facility. I threw fire balls into the clouds and it expanded. The lightning bolts were bigger and more powerful. Some of the lightning bolts hit buildings. Some of them caught on fire. An alarm went off. I saw about 50 guards come out and go to the buildings that were on fire. Right behind them was a woman she was wearing a uniform. She looked up and noticed me. My dragon detached itself from my arm. I made another one. It went down to her and she dispelled it with her.

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Her wings beat again with an enormous leathery flap, sending another hurricane-like gale to knock aside loose stones and flatten grass and force Anzi to back up even more if she didn’t want to end up with her nose planted in the ground. Oh, gods. The dragon—she was flying. Not only that, but she could see Oza and Letti on the base of her neck, looking as tiny as ants as they clung to the saddle. The Prince was there too, clinging to the great dragon’s side with what must be hooks at the joints of his wings, like a bat’s. And again and again, the great dragon slowly beat her wings as she descended upon them. Anzi glanced back with bleary, wind-blinded eyes to see Doufan now bowled away along

- Wait until you will see your wings. Kaitlyn turned around and glared at him. - You are not helping me here. - The witch hissed while Demetria freed herself and spun around, checking what her uncle was talking about. She gasped at the sight of two massive dragon wings on her back. It seemed to be too much for her, and the girl dropped to her knees. Demetria tried to cover her face with her hands, but she glanced at the blue fire and stopped herself from doing it.

“True Flames” Like pouring oil on fire, the flames around Mane surged and spread, and the yellow fire dragon became a blue fire dragon. Its flames were so strong that the body of the Winged Serpent held within its hands began to melt, much to its dismay. The Winged Serpent cried in pain and agony. It sought mercy yet that mercy never came. It tried reminding Mane that it hadn’t chosen to come here. It was forced to come here by a strange power. It didn’t think that Mane would understand. But he did. Only, he was the reason why it had been brought here. And he wasn’t merciful enough to spare an Ascended Beast.

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.

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."

The wings wrapped around her like armor, shielding her from the next surge of dragonfire. Gasps rippled through ally and enemy alike. Even the dragons hesitated mid-flight, their instincts bowing to the ancient power reborn. Kaelen stared at her, awe breaking through his battle-hardened mask. “You’re not just the heiress. You’re the fire the prophecy spoke of.” Serenya spread the spectral wings, feeling their strength pour into her veins. She launched into the air, carried not by stone or flesh but by destiny itself. The sky opened to her, and for the first time, she soared.

My words did nothing but enrage him further, and he started to run towards me, hands outstretched ready to place them around my neck. But, before he could reach me, the familiar sounds of large wings flapping in the air met my ears. Fallon and I both looked up, Thale’s red dragon suspended above us. He exhaled flames in Fallon’s direction, although missing him so as to make sure I was not caught in the cross-fire. I needed to get further away.

As the witch drew in breath, the flits floated away from Rori, and as they passed further from her, Rori could hear the sound of fading screams. Rori shoved her hands above her head and lifted her toes to a ballet point before she spun around four times as quickly as she could. The action halted whatever spell Mina seemed to have on the flits and as the witch sucked further, the flits released Murdok’s flame and the wall of dragon fire sailed through the air, blasting Mina in the face. The sudden rush of powerful flames caused Mina to scream in pain and as she tried to cover her burning face, she felt the flames dig into her arm like a rabid dog.//