Ancient Dragon's Blessing Novels & Stories

"This is it," whispered the Dragonkin, its voice filled with reverence. "The Gateway of Ancients." Sable approached the archway cautiously, almost holding her breath as she passed through it. On the other side, she found herself standing in a vast chamber, illuminated by the soft glow of bioluminescent mushrooms that clung to the walls and ceiling. The air hummed with a tangible energy, as if the very essence of the dragons lingered in this sacred space. Sable's heart raced with anticipation as she took in the breathtaking sight before her. In the center of the chamber stood a colossal statue—a magnificent dragon carved from the purest obsidian. Its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, re

ATK- 550 STR- 184 DEF-200 DEX-40 Speed- 64 AGI-64 Skills- Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Fire Art( Unique) Chromatic Awakening(Epic) Dragon's Resistance(Unique) Chromatic Flare( Epic) [ Most ancient draconic creature that can achieve apotheosis, gaining power comparable to that of a true dragon. Ancient Wyrm dwarfs all other wyverns, drakes, and wyrms in size and power. Mana flows through their veins and shines beneath their scales, powerful enough to destroy entire towns and nations.] What else is there to say? The system had prepared enough for the might of what Nero could do. His skills may have suffered the consequences, but it was well worth it.

As Hraa got closer to the waterfall, she noticed a big golden dragon lying on the grass, close to the water. It was the first time Hraa had seen a dragon. She had heard about them, and she knew that dragons were blessed by Inoss, and their power was that of the Fire. Hraa was scared and hid in the shadow of some trees and looked at the dragon. His eyes were closed, and he appeared to be sleeping. But when Hraa heard some groans of pain coming from the dragon, she knew she had to get closer to him. As she walked towards the dragon, Hraa started speaking to him. The dragon opened his eyes and looked at Hraa. She was scared, and she prayed to Addanos, hoping that the dragon would not eat her.

As the dragon spoke, the mist from his breath caressed her ear, making her shiver again. "Do you know the story of the dragon's bride?" Her head shakes slowly, his fingers flicking the end of her braid between them. He stepped closer to her back, his hand grasping at her hip, pulling her back towards him. Pushing her braid off her neck, he trailed a finger against the pale skin of her slender neck. His eyes roam over the birthmark, his tongue wetting his lips. "When the Yellow Emperor ruled, he wished for the dragons to reign beside him and give him the power he needed to grow the country. At the end of his reign, the dragons ascended as Immortal beings and have been in the Heavenly Realm ev

“No. Umm, and I don’t have a way to pay for them either.” “Oh, sweetheart, we’re dragons. You have so much to learn about how you are now, but just know that dragons collect treasure. There is no need for money here. Between the four elemental dragons and probably Ancalagon as well, I’m sure we could build fully stocked castles if we wanted to.” “What kind of treasures?” I ask her. She reaches out her hand as if she’s feeling for something in the air, and then she closes her eyes. I feel the ground wobble a bit underneath my feet before the ground opens up and a beautiful pearl is pushed up by a small water spout.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

All of them did not notice the hidden Alex earlier. “Uh, you there. Who are you?” “Since when were you hiding there?” “Hey, human brat. I’m the ancestor of the dragons. It’s your blessing to come to this place today. Come here quickly and help me pull off this chain. I can teach you a secret technique of the dragon tribe!” “I’m Lord Great Demon Ape. Help me pull it out first! Then, I’ll bestow upon you two Nine Immortal Peaches!” “...”

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

She was touching Megan’s face and then hugging her again as they both cried. “What happens now?” Rylee asked. “We’ve completed the bond and it’s been accepted.” “And something else,” Elder Michael said with a smile. “What?” Lucas asked impatiently. “Megan has a dragon,” I said and Rylee gasped as Lucas turned towards me. “A dragon? That’s never happened before,” he said. “Quite right Sire Lucas, Kaida is the first of her kind that we know of, she’s a strong dragoness, graceful and beautiful,” Elder Cliff said.

“No.” Marcus stared. Nicholas took my phone from my hand. “We find Ethan.” “You just said—” “I said we aren’t walking into Gabriel’s trap.” Nicholas looked at the photograph again. “We make him walk into ours.” Something about his voice changed the room. The Dragon wasn’t a supernatural creature. He didn’t breathe fire. He didn’t have scales or wings. But right then, I understood exactly why people had given Nicholas Aspen that name. Marcus did too. He straightened.