This is the first Wings Of Fire book that I have ever written, and I don't have a lot of time for writing but I fit it in whenever I can. So this isn't the best story ever but I tried. Also, this is the actual description- After years of hiding on an abandoned island off the cost of Pyrrhia, seven dragonets take a risk that their parents couldn't and reveal the forsaken prophecy. But to do that they must go to Jade Mountain and get the help of 7 special dragonets. Can Sunrise, her adopted brother and sister Wolfbane, Moonflower, and her friends raise the fallen queen and save Pyrrhia from the evil that lurks below them, or will Pyrrhia sink to the bottom of the sea?
I will have the dragonets pictures at the top of each chapter
Aurora
Wolfbane(Adopted brother)
Deepsea
Skyglider
Twilight
Abyss
Mercy
Moonflower(My friend, Hannah, also adopted sister)
Sunrise(Me)
These don't belong to me so credit to the real artist(s).
Also, comment which prophecy you like better, the one in the description or this one...
Protect the darkest of secrets
Protect the stalker of dreams
Find the talons of power and fire
To save the one who is more than she seems
His coming will shake the earth
His coming will scorch the ground
Jade Mountian will fall between talons of steel
Unless the lost ruler of light can be found
I can't continue the story without your opinion.
Really quick, sexualities of the dragons(just because)
Aurora-Straight
Wolfbane-Straight
Deepsea-Gay(no-one knows)
Skyglider-Bisexual
Twilight-Straight
Abyss-Gay(no-one knows)
Mercy-Bisexual
Moonflower-Lesbian
Heat-Straight
Sunrise-A-sexual
Aaaaaaaaaaannnnnnddddd....Love interests
Aurora-Heat
Wolfbane-Twilight
Deepsea-Abyss(neither of them know)
Skyglider-Moonflower(neither of them know)
Twilight-Wolfbane
Abyss-Deepsea(neither of them know)
Mercy-Icicle(Winters sister(Don't judge meh))
Moonflower-Skyglider(neither of them know)
Heat-Aurora
Sunrise-NO ONE :)
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Wings of Fire-Reborn By Fire
FantasyThe silver moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away But the silver moth circled the flame Until the break of day And then, with wings like a dead desire She fell, fire-caught, into the flame