Arthur Pendragon Books Novels & Stories

Relief flooded my body when she finally looked away and ordered Izzy to bring it in. Curiosity mixed with nervousness as my mind worked to try to figure out just what was happening. Did they find something when traveling back in time and bring it forward? What could it be? Some type of creature, clearly. It was a strong and resistant creature at that. Whatever could be so important to the queen that they would deplete their magic to bring it to her? Did it pertain to the missing princess? Or, was it an entirely different matter?

-------------------------- Two torches flickered between the companies, Micheal twirling his hand around his rings as he stood behind his chair, whilst Louis, one of the hydra’s tapped impatiently sighed, Tar taking a walking in and taking a stand opposite the witch. He glanced at the company, the four hydras, Micheal and himself included, nodding at nothing in particular. The wind flickered the torches as a gust of wind blew in, King Saga walked in, 2 of his guards placed at the doors whilst the other trailed behind him. Tar rolled his eyes at the sight of Sidion. The boy would never be fit to guard the King. King Saga joined the company as Sidion pulled out his chair, taking a stance a go

"Your lover, you called Rel, made a deal with Neherra to make the both of you immortal and for you to be bound to the soils of his land so that you can never leave him. But there is a weapon that can break such a curse. It is well-acquainted to your family and its scabbard to sustain your life as long as you please when the curse is broken." "Now you are only bluffing. Excalibur and Avalon no longer exist in this world. Both weapons have disappeared after the Great War. My mother, Althreya Pendragon, was King Arthur's granddaughter. She faked her own death after the war between Camelot and the Northern Rebels to live in peace. She was able to live long due to Avalon and Excalibur so you got

Ever since small he read about the story of 'King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table' so the sword was rather well known for him. "Yes. It's currently held by 'Arthur Pendragon', a man descendant of the original 'King of Knights'. " - He talked to them while putting Gram away, inside a magic circle. "Then the rest of those Legendary Swords-" - Ryutaro started to speak, but was interrupted by Kiba. "They exist. They are called 'The Four Strongest Holy Swords', created by the 'God of the Bible'. They are 'Caliburn', 'Excalibur', 'Durandal' and 'Ascalon'. " - Everyone paid attention.

Gwen shouts, sprinting in the opposite direction. Being in my larger dragon form, it takes me a moment to maneuver around to face her. By the time I am face to face with Gwen, I see she has picked up a stray sword from the ground and has already pierced Prince Geoffrey. Geoffrey’s hands that were placed on Gwen’s shoulders trying to stop her leaving fall limp at his sides as he crumples to the ground.

I would like to thank all of you who stuck with me through this series of books, and even those of you who have only read this book (or just two of the three). It has taken me a year to work through all three books, but I was determined to do my best to end the series on a sweet note. If you enjoyed this book and haven't read the other two in the series, please check out Under the Pale Moon (book 1) and Under the Blue Moon (book 2). Both are here on GN.

The woman pointed towards an embarrassed golden-blonde-haired boy, his head hung low in shame as some of the other students snickered at him. Emerald eyes stared at the blonde-haired boy and couldn't help but think of the irony of his name. 'Arthur Pendragon. A famous and legendary person from my old world. Sadly, I don't get that same inspiring feeling that is usually depicted in movies and television shows when I look at him. From what I know, Arthur is always failing the courses that teach students how to utilize their magic and he barely passed his last two Final Exams. I wonder why he's having such a hard time with his magic?'

Grabbing hold of her hands, I give them a light squeeze, fixing a serious look on my face. “You are Morgana Pendragon, daughter of Uther Pendragon and sister to King Arthur. There is nothing you can’t accomplish.” A smile spreads across my face. “Except for take over your brother's kingdom.” Laughter erupts from Morgana, chasing away the worries that crowded her mind. “Low blow little Wolf Queen.” She tells me, a delighted smile on her face.

He said. “Wow really, that’s cool but my powers only show up when I’m either in pain or angry.” I said “Magic responds to your emotions. Especially your strong emotions. We will help you control it.” He said. “So who are all you?” “I am Arthur Pentadragon the tenth.” The old man said. They all went around and spoke their names. “So, King Arthur what can you tell me about my mother?” I asked. “Elizabeth was a magnificent woman. She always outshined her peers in school. When ever trouble showed its face she never backed down, she would always find a solution. I still can’t believe she is gone.”

How could a mere beast disdain him so! *Boom* Arthur felt the dam that was holding his power break free, and the unrestrained might of Durandal filled his entire being. Every part of his body hurt from the baptism of power, but he was too furious to worry about that. Filled with unprecedented power, Arthur decided to repay the favor. *Boom* The beast was wide-eyed as Arthur suddenly disappeared from his position. It had no problem following his movements until now, so it was naturally startled by the insane burst of speed that wasn’t present before.