"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

ᴀ ɢᴇᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ, ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴɪᴍᴜꜱ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ʟᴀʏꜱ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴏɴ ᴀ ꜰᴀʀ, ꜰᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɪꜱʟᴀɴᴅ. ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴇʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴛᴀʟᴏɴꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪꜱ ᴀʀᴛɪꜰɪᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴜꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴛʀɪʙᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘʏʜɪʀʀᴀ... Prince Envy thinks he has been, supposedly, 'blessed' by an animus dragon when he was just an egg. He has the ability to turn 'berserk', a form where he increases his size four times larger than the average dragon... some kind of super-soldier, with other powers that are not common in Pyrrhian dragons.. this HAS to be some kind of animus magic at work. But all goes wrong when he accidentally reveals his abilities, and his power-hungry family attempts to use Envy for their own bidding. Seeing the destruction of his family before him, once Envy escapes the claws of the NightWings, he tries to get the Gem of Tyranny before the seven tribes of Pyrrhia ultimately destroy him and each other for it. In the process, he learns how it truly feels to be in a game of thrones. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cover art was made by SassyTurtle (me). Art in chapters made by SassyTurtle (me). Edit: Pictures will be added to each chapter soon!! Wings of Fire belongs to Tui T. Sutherland. Dragon tribes belong to Tui T. Suterhland. Edit: I cannot believe I still get comments for this book wow,,,, this story was EHHHH not too proud of it now that I look back lmao

ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀʀɪꜱᴇɴ.... Pyrrhia is safe.. but not for long. An old NightWing prophet warns about an enemy making their way though Pyrrhia, bringing a winter like no other, threatening every single living thing on the land. There's only one way to stop this threat: The Pure Ones, an ancient warrior guild who protects the dragons of Pyrrhia from threats that involve the destruction of the continent. While the warnings are ignored and the NightWing queen scoffs at the stories of dragons from long ago that were used to fight treacherous dangers like these, Prince Envy and Newt are enthralled by the legends. But, when a deadly blizzard created by a powerful, icescales IceWing named "Alzeros" descends upon Pyrrhia, gradually worsening as time passes, Envy and Newt search for the Pure Ones to stop Alzeros once and for all, before the entire continent perishes beneath ice and snow. --------------------------- This book is the sequel to my other book, "Wings of Fire: A Game for Glory". I advise you to finish that book before you read this one, so things make a bit more sense later on. Anyways, I hope you enjoy these stories :) !!EDIT!!: Wow this book is OLD and I have improved on both my art skills and writing skills omJdhJSHSGHS I won't bother to continue this mmmm Wings of Fire belongs to Tui T. Sutherland. Dragon tribes belong to Tui T. Sutherland. Art in cover was made by SassyTurtle (me).