𝕲𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖈 𝕹𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑 In a world where humans never existed, there're such beings of magic and wonder in their place. Dragons are the most intelligent, and therefore the dominant species. Each dragon hatches from an egg looking the same - Black, sleek, and plain. When they reach a certain age, they begin to grow features that correspond to what element they are. Each dragon can only have one of these elements. But what if you hatched with two elements, And a strange red symbol just behind your eye? Beating Wings (Graphic Novel) 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 ▪️Still a work in progress! 🏆 HIGHEST RANKINGS 🏆 (None yet!) 👁 VIEWS 👁 🔓100 (3/4/2020) 🔓200 (4/17/2020) 🔓300 (9/8/2020) 🔓400-500 (10/30/2020) 🔓1K (2022) 🌟 VOTES 🌟 🔓100 (2022)

(ALL CREDIT GOES TO CrystalScherer AS THIS IS JUST A FANFIC OF "Upon Wings Of Change" ) No one told me I would meet dragons the size of house cats! No one told me I would get my DNA spliced and become a dragon like creature myself with mad scientists using alien technology! And absolutely no one told me that aliens will take over the earth! Follow Aurora in her journey! She is just a normal college student trying to get by with a job and on top of that train for her free driving contest that even got her into her college! She did not know life would change so much!

What if the human scientists didn't just make dragons? What if they made a different race to? Meet Lyra, she was the top artist and fighter in her class. Having both a invitation to join MMA and getting invitation for major art studios. She is heading home from a late night training when the scientists catch her and she wakes up as a wolf. Follow her and her new found friends as they find out what they can do.

"I'm telling you, Felix! There's just something about him that doesn't add up." "Mark your overreacting. He's probably just shy, or comes from a bad past." "I guess you're right, but I'm still not sure." "Trust me, bro...He's a perfectly normal kid." "Yeah... He's just a regular kid." || Please note: I suck balls at stories, so don't expect anything grand ||

Sky stared at her, his own body littered with violet bruises that never seemed to fade. Not with the treatment he constantly endured. "Why...?" he asked, his voice barely even a whisper as he looked at her mother, bearing the cold glare that was beaming down at him. His fists clenched, tears brimming as the murmur of words blurred against his ears. He screamed, his eyes turning into a flash of gold as he charged forward, his fist connecting with his mothers ribs.

In 2146, an apocalypse had happened, one that almost wiped out the human race. All 7 billion humans had been minding their own business when one day, gargantuan human-like creatures burst out of the forests, consuming every human they could get their hands on. Some had been fortunate, escaping before they be victimized, while several billions were mercilessly slaughtered like livestock, countless lives lost. It was a horrible tragedy. That was only a few weeks ago. Now, no one knows how many humans are still alive, perhaps they're extinct they'd say. Only one is accounted for. And his name is Adam Dahlberg, the last of his kind.

Long ago, Notch divided some of his power amongst 8 warriors, placing the power in 8 sacred blades But war arose against a great evil The war was won, but 7 of the warriors were killed, leaving only 1 To protect the blades of the lost from those who would abuse their power, Notch used his magic to hide the blades in a vault and divided the key into 8 pieces, seven of them infused with the auras of the fallen. Hiding them within 7 souls, who would pass the aura from generation to generation The final key piece was given to the remaining warrior, who went into hiding with his own blade That warrior was Seto Levis... Thousands of years go by, and darkness once again threatens the land. Only the Sacred Blades can drive it back Now Seto, who still lives after all these years, must find the auras of his fallen friends and their hosts and convince them to rise up, take the blades, and help save Minecraftia But is Seto willing to risk loosing his comrades and closest friends again?

Transmigration. A new world. Reality gives sunburns. I long for one expensive artifact, Freedom. Being adherent to her arranged marriage, the swoons of her life are notched to unraveled ends. Dose Khaleesi- Rose find love in her marriage? Does she find happiness in her newly mad life? Was the transmigration of birth if an old soul reform a new one? Now let's see our tents in the heart of the land. The land where it all happens. ... Read and find out. I own none of the photos or viseos

This story is inspired by Crystal Scherer's story Upon Wings Of Change. Be aware that I added my little twist to it so it's not an exact replica of her work. Living within the confines of walls never bothered Almond. At least she has her siblings by her side. The day that the ground shook beneath the pups' paws would make itself known to their fragile minds as the beginning of a new era. An era of aliens and fire lizards. Our small forms rush out into the darkness of twilight. The bright speckles of light against the dark sky don't have time to be acknowledged as another tremor shakes the ground beneath our paws. It trips both Sun and Twig who let out cries of terror. They quickly get back up and dash after the rest of us. Together, we run in search of shelter. The lack of long term exercise makes itself known when my muscles become shaky and weak beneath me. As my surroundings shake again, I lose my footing and a sharp tingling pain stabs into my right shoulder. My snout is met with a mouthful of dirt which gets caught in the back of my throat. Unable to chase after my panicking siblings and struggling to breath, more fear adds to the jumble of emotions bouncing around in my head. Pain from my strained muscles, terror due to the ear shattering screams in the distance, fear of possibly choking to death, losing my brothers and sisters, and living alone for the rest of my life. All struggling over the other for more space. After what feels like years, the scratchy substance of the ground is coughed up and spat out. I catch my breath as everything around me goes through another series of rumbles, screams finally relieving my flattened ears. All goes quiet and the shaking stops. Insects stay silent, birds stay hidden, all that I manage to pick up is the sporadic sound of my heart beat and breathing. What's happening?

Alvaria always wanted to be treated with respect, however her time tells her that women are not supposed to ride dragons and become educated. She had never believed that the society's way of defining her was who she was. She believed in paving her own future and following her own goals. And she did jus that when she entered the annual drakkon tournament.