Yugioh Horus Black Flame Dragon Novels & Stories

He asked, pulling back to look at me as he cupped my cheek, leaning closer. My body pulsed with need as I sucked in a shuddering breath. Nodding my head, he pressed his lips against mine, heat moving over my skin as arousal pulsed through me. The kiss was gentle, slowly building up with each press of his lips to mine. His tongue was hesitant as it moved over my lower lip. Pulling back, I looked up at him, “Sin.” “I know you’re a fire walker, part dragon.” He rested his forehead against mine, “But when I saw you go up in flames and there was nothing I could do-”

The next, the black dragon stood where he had been, wings unfurling with a force that sent ash spiralling across the field. The Aetherfangs were already moving. The dragon opened his mouth. Orange fire poured out. Not warning fire. Not scattered flame. A focused, brutal torrent that struck the two Aetherfangs before they could complete their attack. The sound they made was not like anything I wanted to hear again. One shriek began high and furious, then vanished as the fire swallowed it. The second tried to leap away, wings beating once, twice, but the dragon turned his head with horrifying precision and dragged the flame across both creatures. Their bodies lit from the outside in. Scales, f

I replied thoughtfully “Ahem… Correct… In Dragon realm we have Dragon with their power capable of controlling this five spiritual elements of universe… this every Dragon who can control elements are called as Elemental Dragon… since their powers are more stronger in power than any other Dragon…. more over element Dragon are born blessed which allow then to control their power element of entire cosmos” Draco replied “I am Dragon of fire….one of Element Dragon…. because of my powers fires flames on earth are unintentionally attracted to me” Draco further replied

I heard howls and roars as I saw the other dragons dropping our allies softly from over the wall that was still standing. Our allies tore into them, Vampires were attacking each other, and the magic users were casting spells, one right after another. I heard a roar to my right and saw my brother free falling in my direction. I shift my body to look to my right and see a black dragon and a red dragon barreling towards me. I roar and advance on them, Onyx dives onto the black one and digs his talons into his spine, making the black dragon cry out. I see the red dragon look over at the black one and attempt to help out but before it can I chomped down on its left wing and pulled. Hearing bones

Back at the Beast Hall's Book Collection Vault in Desolate Grounds city, there was an ancient text that had spoken about the Blazing Overlord Lions. These lions were just like other lions, only that their bloodline were extremely peculiar. Unlike normal lions, the Blazing Overlord Lions had a scorching orange flame as fur. They also had the dragon bloodline mixed with theirs, and as such, if they claimed to be second strongest in the animal kingdom of their cultivation realm, then no animal would dare claim to be first.

The bare-branched trees won’t serve as a proper cover for anything and then I look up in the sky… My breath hitches when I see the white dragon, An arctic dragon, ethereal and lithe as it flies not too high up. Its shadow covers me momentarily. I stand there mesmerised as I watch it fly for some time with a strangely thudding heart. The afternoon rays of the sun reflect on its snowy white form, making the greyish-white wings look veiny and almost translucent and making it look more majestic. An arctic dragon is as rare as a basilisk. I feel my heart lodge in my throat when the beast slightly tilts its head, its beady black eyes meet mine. Its gaze narrows slightly before it veers and begins

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

I stand rooted to the spot, a silent witness to the unfolding spectacle, my heart pounding in my chest. As I watch in awe, Thrystan conjures his own flames, crafting them into a sinuous ribbon of fire reminiscent of a dragon's coil. With practiced precision, he sends the fiery tendril hurtling towards the assailants, ensnaring them in its fiery embrace. The flames do not scorch their flesh, but bind them in place, rendering them powerless and petrified. In that moment, it becomes clear – Thrystan is not merely a Scorcher; he possesses the legendary Dragonfire within him.

The Helblaze Dragons headed to the void with roars. At the same time, Yianni frantically seized the Bohnwer Light. A black Sword Light flashed by. A black sword headed straight toward the Helblaze Dragons.

The monster's body looked weak. “Draco, holy flame! Now!" cried Edmund for guidance. Draco waved the fire dragon wings he was wearing. He was fully concentrated. “Urvath! Holy Flamdro,” said Draco. “Urvath, Holy Flame.” The dragon flaming wings on Draco's back fluttered rapidly and released the flames with a white light in the center of their core. The flames quickly wrapped around the monster's body, which was already weak and in pain from the healing water. The sword beast's body burned to the ground to become dust, causing black smoke to soar and a hissing sound that hurt the ears.