"PATHETIC," is all Moondrift has been called her whole life. She never wanted this...she never wanted to be an assassin, she just wanted to prove herself that she was strong. She was tired of following orders and killing more dragons than she would have thought. More and more tally marks on her wings which she tried to resist because of how painful it was. But then one assassination mission, she met an IceWing who was hiding a dark secret. They both get captured by SkyWings and out into the dungeons to battle in the arena. However, Moondrift is smart and quick, and so was her wit, using that to her advantage to help them escape. Ever since they fled from the SkyWing Kingdom, she pledged never to go back to the NightWing Island ever again, and decided to journey around the continent to know it more. As she does, she comes across an evil darkness that may or may not destroy the whole world... I do not own some of the characters in this fanfiction, they belong to the great and magnificent Tui T. Sutherland. I only own my ocs and the plot. Book 1 XxXBookDragonXxX:All rights to the author of this story, their ocs and plot!

READ "A BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE" FIRST BEFORE YOU READ THIS Every since Snowstorm had been containing some strange evilness inside him, all he wanted to do was run away like the coward everyone thinks he is. He never wanted his rankings; he never wanted this miserable life where he felt like an invisible prince; he never wanted this beast inside him to make matters worse. He never thought that meeting a cutthroat killer could have changed him and his life forever. He travelled to the Rainforest Kingdom in search for the entrance to the underground system, where he meets some new dragons and surprisingly found an amazing amount of information about what he needed to know. But, still, Snowstorm could sense the evilness brewing inside him that's ready to strike at a full moon, but he knew he couldn't let that happen. There had to be a way to save himself without having to risk anything too dangerous. He didn't know what to do, he didn't think he was strong enough to be having this beats inside him that could kill him if it didn't kill itself as well. Wither was still out there, disguised as another dragon and finding a way into the underground system. Snowstorm and and his new girlfriend, Moondrift, knew that they could never trust anyone but each other anymore. But Snowstorm had met other friends that made him feel loved for the first time in forever, and he couldn't bare to see that they may or may not have been Wither the entire time. Can Snowstorm take control over the darkness? Can Snowstorm be able to stop himself from hurting anymore dragons? Can Snowstorm finally find his courage? Can Snowstorm become one with the beast? AA/N:I do not own some of the characters in this fan fiction, they belong to Tui T Sutherland. I only own my oc's and the plot of this story. Me: Not my story

What if Winter and Hailstorm were both taken by the Skywings and taken to the arena? What if they became arena champions instead of Hailstorm getting turned into Pyrite? Read, and watch as these questions are made a reality! (first ever wattpad story btw) This story does not follow the cannon character development for Winter. THERE ARE SWITCHES FROM 3RD TO FIRST PERSON TO A MIXTURE OF BOTH AS I EXPERIMENTED (starts off 3rd, then 1st, then 3rd, then 1st again). PLEASE COMMENT!!!!

'The largest egg in mountain high, will give to you the wings of sky.' We all know how the SkyWing egg was lost right? Well, in this world, what if the SkyWing egg didn't shatter? What if the dragonet inside it actually survived? What if the SkyWing was hidden in a deep pit with only a sick IceWing guardian to take care of? After ten years, when the war of the SandWing Succession has finally come to a glorious ending and the Eye of Onyx has crowned Thorn as their new SandWing queen, Soaren, the surviving SkyWing, has been having trouble living in the pit for ten years all his life. He wanted to see the world. He wanted the sun to finally touch his scales. He wanted to spread his wings freely. His very, very large wings. When his IceWing guardian was about to die of SandWing venom, Soaren was determined to save him by travelling to the Rainforest, where he heard he could retrieve the cure for the venom. It would have been easier than going to the Sand Kingdom. But as Soaren flies through his journey, he meets a peculiar dragon as he passes the Sea Kingdom and some interesting dragons while he stays in the Rainforest. However, a strange occurrence happened at Jade Mountain. He and a few friends try to solve the mystery, gathering up all the clues while the SkyWing wonders if he should go back to his guardian. Soaren had hid his true identity as the 'lost' SkyWing, but he needs to eventually open up. With the NightWings in the Rainforest, more mind readers will be born and they'll find out who he is. But worst of all, he'll have to face something far more terrible than anyone could have imagined... Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters from the best book series in the world, they are the characters of the great and magnificent Tui T. Sutherland. The only characters I own are my OCs. P.S I give full credit to my awesome fanfiction writer friend for coming up with this fanfiction and credit to Book-dragon-Wof who helped with ideas.

The continuation of the Legends Novamaker series. Novaseer was an odd dragon. He had an air of knowing everything. Every detail, every thought, every moment. That's because he could. He didn't just have the powers of the NightWings, he had the most powerful version of them. Most headache inducing too. At least he had this strange Stone to help with it all.

Glory doesn't realize how much Deathbringer means to her. At least, until they are attacked and Deathbringer is on the brink of death, poisoned by SandWing venom while the antidote is half a world away... (Note: this story was written under the circumstances that Darkstalker never woke. ALSO: the characters, places, and many more were written by the fabulous author of WoF, Tui. The only thing I really made up was the plot. ) HIGHEST EVER RANKING: #1 in 'rainwings' and #1 in 'pyrrhia'

Nacarat is a firescales SkyWing - cursed from hatching, cast out by his own tribe, and now living with an outcast RainWing family who barely survived raising him. Dragons have a terrible habit of getting on his nerves. And an even worse habit of getting burned for it. But when he's forced to attend Jade Mountain Academy, things begin to change - whether he likes it or not. He doesn't want friends. He doesn't want to be "fixed." He wants answers. And maybe - if the timing is right - revenge. _____________________________________________ Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction based on the Wings of Fire series by Tui T. Sutherland. I do not own the original world or characters, only my original characters and plotlines. _____________________________________________ Best ranking: #1 in wingsoffire #1 in skywing #1 in rainwing #2 in wof #1 in peril

Tʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ɪꜱ ʙʟᴀᴢɪɴɢ ɪᴛꜱ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ Pʏʀʀʜɪᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʟᴏꜱᴇʀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ɪᴛ. "Prion, IceWing of the Seventh Circle. Step forward." The named dragon straightened as if to look more presentable, but all that did was emphasize his inferiority. His copy of the general's pose at attention was laughable, and Prion felt as if the crowd was enjoying the entertainment. He felt his family's eyes on him and shrank internally at the humiliation he was bringing them. But as the general continued, Prion's posture deflated. Every word punctuated his growing horror: "Your failure to act has resulted in the destruction of the palace and the deaths of many nobles. You have been charged with treason and are exiled accordingly by Her Majesty, Queen Chalcedony. If you wish to return to your place in the Kingdom, Her Majesty will grant you pardon... only if you return with the heart of The Blue Comet in your talons." . . . Artwork created and owned by ThunderclanWarrior12, WITH THE EXCEPTION of the edited Legends Map of Pyrrhia, originally drawn by Mike Schley Wings of Fire © Tui. T. Sutherland

Vortex never wanted to be part of anything. A hybrid born from IceWing and NightWing blood, he's spent his life on the edges of the world-silent, unseen, unstoppable. A ghost among dragons, a shadow no one notices. Or so he thought. Now, they all see him. The Dragonets of Destiny. The lost princesses and exiled heirs. Queens and assassins, seers and soldiers. Everywhere he turns, another dragon is watching, whispering, wanting. Their gazes burn like fire, their words drip like honey, their claws tighten like chains. Some want to own him. Some want to protect him. Some want to break him apart and piece him back together into something that belongs to them. But Vortex is no one's prize. As obsession coils around him like a serpent, as alliances shatter and kingdoms tremble, he must decide-will he run from the dragons who would kill for him, or will he become something even they should fear? Because if they won't let him go... he'll make them wish they had.

What if Darkstalker had a brother. Novamaker, the brother of Darkstalker and Whiteout often felt out of place. His parents fights, his brothers behavior, his strangeness to the tribe that was supposed to call him a friend. But he wasn't going to let that define him, let his brother try to get him to use his magic carelessly, or obsess over a certain Nightwing because she appears in his visions, as she does with Darkstalker. He was Novamaker, a hybrid, and creator, of the most dangerous animus artifact in history. The 7 Stones. And this, is the story of his legacy...