Dragon Providence Novels & Stories

A water serpent would become a dragon if it caught the dragons pearl falling from heaven. If he would clutch an orb known as dragon pearl, which is said to grant it's bearer omnipotence. Only a dragon with four claws could possess an orb and lesser three-clawed dragons lacked the opposable thumb to hold onto it. If only he could get it he would have the ability to create things, making him a higher creature compared to Fox and wolves who were considered lesser entities.

I looked at the high priest in bewilderment. “It's classified to talk about it,” the high priest said. “I was only supposed to notify her and her mates. I'm telling you because you're her mate.” “What are you talking about?” asked Connor. “Nadine is an anchor,” Drago said, and I shivered at the word. “She's a supernatural who holds the fate of the world as we know it in her hands.” “You know about the prophecy?” the high priest asked, and the dragon nodded.

He did not take the three first Divine Step experts seriously at all. As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful dragon consisting of inner energy appeared in the sky amidst the frenzy of his Linebreaker Overlord. “Divine Voyage!” With Andrius’ shout, the dragon’s roar echoed across the world, overlooking everything from above. Rumble— The three Grand Elders never expected a mere second Divine Step expert to be so domineering, especially with that strange long spear. Each swing of it was terrifying. The three were instantly suppressed. “Hmph!”

Uncle Lucifer said in a low rumbling growl. “Uncle?” Brair asked as we all drew back, fearing an angry Uncle Lucifer. Lucifer sighed, placing the book gently on the coffee table. “That book,” he said, his gaze distant, “details the war and the findings of Draconis Cor—a cult dedicated to preserving the Prophecy of the Dragon.” Uncle Lucifer explained bluntly. “What is the prophecy of the dragon?” Millie asked as she leaned over to look at the book.

The Church of Order priest is happy because The priest of the Church of the Dragon God was the happiest of all, because a new port city meant the addition of a new bishopric, which was a great achievement. Where there is joy, there is also sorrow. A prosperous port is bound to have the presence of dark forces, but it is inevitable. After all, the Thieves' Guild is behind the Church of the God of Thieves. How can an organization with the existence of the true god be banned?

As her volume increases, the words that were once a mystery start to make sense. “Praise Oaestr, Great Diviner, Mother of us All. Praise Nyxt, Night Father, Void Incarnate, Mate of the Goddess. Blessed are your brood. Ayre, Faeyre, Bleyd, Kore, Myeti, Carnelia. Blessed Carnelia! Gifted Carnelia! The first Queen of Dragons.” The light from above overwhelms my current form and soon being flame itself isn't enough to keep the pain at bay any longer. As my body bucks against the throne, something shifts in Vega's expression and her eyes take on a look of genuine fear as she gazes in my direction.

Wren's spirit remained resolute, her determination to uncover the truth burning brighter with every passing moment. "The Divine Being, a powerful entity from a realm beyond our own, sensed the Destroyer's presence and descended upon our world to intervene." The Divine Being's form materialized, its presence both radiant and formidable. Wren felt a surge of determination, her heart filled with a deep sense of purpose. "Meeting the Dragons first, the Divine Being revealed everything to the dragons, only the Dragon king openly disagreed with the Divine being, for he had seen how great and lovely the relationship between his egg and the youngest of the Giants."

Elias growled again at the close contact, and Drake chuckled as I pulled away from his embrace. Drake was the Divine Warrior for the immortal line, just as I was the Divine Warrior for the shifter line. There was also a faerie line and a magic worker line. Always one Divine Warrior at a time only, although there could be many guardians. Of course, this was potentially proving to be untrue, as according to my traitorous bitch sister, the child that Louise was carrying could also be a Divine Warrior. But we couldn’t know for sure until the baby was older, and started showing signs.

"Welcome, little princess. I am Kairo, The Almighty's chosen prophet." 'Chosen prophet my ass! That's a freaking dragon!'

"The universe is a master of cruel irony. We spent millions of years trying to purge the dark from our empire, only for the dark to be the very thing that shields us." "I am not your Messiah," Sebastian replied, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that shattered the holy silence of the room. He didn't bow. He stood at his full, imposing height, his scorched and heavily scarred chest rising and falling rhythmically. "I am a businessman who just spent a massive amount of capital keeping you alive. I want answers." The Eldest Prophet slowly lowered its gaze to Harper. "You bear the Imprint of the Vanguard," the Prophet murmured, reaching out a hand made of pure starlight. "Come, child of the new a