Violet was never meant to be her own dragon. She was created for one purpose-to kill. Her instincts were set before she even hatched-rules carved into her very being. She was built for war, trained to hunt, sharpened to kill. Queen Scarlet saw her for what she was and turned her into something unstoppable. Violet learned to fight without hesitation, to strike without mercy, to obey without question. She didn't need to think. She didn't need to choose. She only needed to follow orders. And then Scarlet fell Her instincts tell her to follow the strongest, to serve the next ruler, to find her place at their side. But her new master refuses to command her. They tell her she doesn't have to obey. They tell her she's free. But Violet was never built for freedom. Without orders, without purpose, she feels something stirring inside her-something she doesn't understand. A force clawing its way to the surface, twisting her thoughts, warping her instincts. She was made to kill. It's written into every part of her. So what happens when she's told she can't? What happens when a weapon with no target is left to decide for itself?

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: #16 in dragon #1 in wingsoffire #1 in skywing #1 in rainwing #1 in wof #1 in peril #1 in firescales

Prism has never belonged anywhere-not in the Ice Kingdom, not in the rainforest, not even in Jade Mountain . . . or so she believes. Attending classes, reliving nightmares, and struggling to forget her past are all normal for her, but when she meets a few dragons in a particular winglet, she unknowingly joins them on a path to save the world, all while keeping dark secrets and catching the eye of more than one dragon. Can Prism tell her new friends the truth about her past? And more importantly, can she, herself, learn to accept it?

Magma isn't an ordinary SkyWing. Instead of being a firescales and having absorbed only her twin's fire, she was part of a triplet and absorbed both sibling's fire. She always thought that she would be alone, until she was accepted into Jade Mountain Academy. But when a forgotten god comes claiming to be a friend and danger takes those she holds dear, the once kind dragon must make a choice. Let her embers die, and accept defeat, Or burn all that stand in her way