Ancient Dragon's Blessing Novels & Stories

she asked, her words muffled by her knees as she hugged them close, remembering Rhyzar’s mysterious ability to heal her. Gerda tilted her head thoughtfully. “You might call it magic,” she said, “though we consider it a gift. It pools in one among us—a blessed person we call ‘Draken,’ which in our tongue means ‘dragon.’ This gift can manifest in many ways—manipulating the elements, altering physical forms—”

My heartbeat quickened as I recalled everything that had happened there. Asher placed his hand on my shoulder, studying me intently as though waiting for me to realize something important. “Dead or alive, a dragon’s blessing can always help,” he said. “But no dragon has ever blessed a demon. Not just demons, it takes celestials centuries, sometimes lifetimes, to receive a dragon’s blessing. The dragons have only ever blessed a select few, and they’re all in paradise.” Asher smiled, a soft laugh escaping him as he lowered his head.

When the cold winds of winter blow, the Dragon God is said to make its presence known. “That’s not true,” I tell him, tugging at his hair to tease him. I've been doing it a lot lately. Thalon often becomes frustrated, but he knows he cannot act against me since I am the Dragon God's bride. “Levabonne is watched over by the omnipresent Dragon God everyday.” “You're only saying that 'cause you're the sacrifice.”

“Dragons of Romania. Tonight we bid farewell to the Prince of Dragons. Nicu was a good boy, a serious student and although he did wander from his path from time to time he always stood steadfast when it came to his duties.” I looked around at the people that stood in a circle around his body as the King spoke. Maya stood next to her mother, holding her hand and tears flowed freely down her cheeks. I felt sorry for her; she was mourning a monster and she had no idea. The King held the dagger above his hand and pricked his thumb with the sharp tip. “With my blood I grant you my blessing into the afterlife. May my blood guide you on your path my son, may you sit in the halls of kings with Typho

That made Neo snort as he agreed with me. “That legend was started by my ancestors to keep the truth hidden. However, I would assume that Draxthi knows the truth if he’s holed up there. There are various types of dragons. The rarest and most powerful dragons are called Mystic Dragons. They were originally created by the union of a powerful elemental dragon and a powerful witch. The group of them, or thunder, was unique because the females of the lineage took after the witches while the males were dragons with access to magic. Mystics were highly sought after and hunted to near extinction. That area was where their sanctuary. It was hidden from outsiders. However, there was a traitor who desi

In the Kingdom of Lestria, they were founded in a similar way except instead of a dragon, it was a serpent with scales that rivalled gold, it was said that the serpent bestowed a blessing upon the kings. Legends go that the serpent decided to bestow a blessing upon the kings as a reward for rescuing it when it was on the verge of death. Since then, the country was blessed with minerals of the finest quality and in tremendous quantity. The land however, was infertile and unsafe for agriculture due to the constant turmoil of war due to the greed of certain nobles who long for the richness of the land.

“I have high hopes for you, James. The Ancient Realms’ Grand Tournament is upon us. As long as you are below the age of fifty, you’re eligible to participate in the tournament.” “The Grand Tournament?” James furrowed his eyebrows. Yoan explained, “This is a decennial gathering of the Ancient Realm, where geniuses from all sects and academies would participate in. You’ll gain enormous benefits by getting first place.” “Regardless, you’ll obtain the right to enter the Dragon Abyss as long as you’re in the top ten.” Hearing this, James asked, “What’s the Dragon Abyss?” Yoan said, “Legend has it that this was where the Divine Dragon met its end. As such, the Dragon Abyss is full of the dragon’s

Blake called out, and a red dragon and blue phoenix emerged from Blake and landed beside him. “YOU ARE GIFTED TO HAVE THE MYTHICAL HEAVENLY CREATURES BY YOUR SIDE BLAKE OF THE ELON FAMILY. I NOW HOPE YOU DO SURVIVE.” The booming voice said, and an ample charge of energy was felt coming from the clouds. Thunder echoed throughout the crater, and soon a massive gold lightning bolt was seen descending from the sky, turning into the shape of an eastern golden dragon. The size dwarfed the ancestor dragon by two sizes, and the power it held was to the extreme.

The full moon is shining brightly over the sea. "Why is the full moon night sacred?" She asks, not wanting to open the subject directly. "Shh. Listen carefully." She does as he asks and hears the dragon. His growls are not scary tonight, they sound like a melody. A song filled with melancholy and sadness. "He is the last of his kind. When the moon was full, dragons mated. Now, he can only sing, hoping a mate would come. It's a sacred night because a dragon child conceived in this night will be blessed with a stronger connection with Dracos."

I position myself so when he releases me on the ledge, I roll once and take to my feet. His dragon form is breathtaking. This is the first chance I've actually had to admire it... him, whatever he actually is. Acasia didn't explain more than that dragons have two forms. The people of my village don't know this. Somehow I think their fright is greater because the dragon is well... a dragon. They breathe fire, stomp, and snort during the claiming. They do good things also. Our land has few natural resources and the dragons occasionally provide a source of precious metals, machinery, and even cloth for our garments. And because of these things, a maiden is sacrificed every twenty-five years. It