Dragon Soul Entrance Novels & Stories

Our journey into the unknown was about to begin. --- Damian's Perspective With the Oracle's guidance, we prepared to enter the Nexus. The temple's inner sanctum housed an ancient portal, its surface shimmering with iridescent light. "Remember," the Oracle advised, "the Nexus reflects the intentions of those who traverse it. Maintain clarity of purpose, and it will guide you true." Taking Elara's hand, we stepped through the portal, leaving the familiar world behind. --- Elara's Perspective Emerging into the Nexus, we found ourselves in a vast expanse of swirling energies, colors blending and shifting in a mesmerizing dance. Paths of light stretched out in all directions, each leading to a di

He saw men skinning a bull that looked like a minotaur, laughing and drinking beer. 'Such foul creatures' thought Daerason. "Come" their escort said, "Up there." They found a tall palace with long stairs that lead straight to it. "The entrance door is up there" he pointed. 'Here we go', Daerason thought as he lead the men up the endless stairs DORIAN

To control eternity. But didn't you think Christian name for demon sound absurd. He used to be an angel. The head of angel but hunger for power makes him blind and he open that door. But the stone sense his evil plan and froze him on the spot. He stay caged there for centuries before Melantha opens it and free him again. Only pure souls can touch ASHER if any evil try to come near it , he get frozen and stay caged inside that door and that's why he want you. He wants to kill you and make your soul his puppet so that you will open that door for him.

" I'm surprised that lycan let you come" " Haha what made you think I'm the type of person to ask for permission?" " You are right, you are not like that at all " Dereus and Celea were now on the human realm walking towards where Celea put the black dragon, Dereus mate " It's here!" Celea then pointed at a curtain like flowers , she then pulled them to the side to make space for them to enter. When they got inside the place looked like heaven there were flowers and a waterfall you could even hear the birds and in the middle of all this there was a beautiful crystal coffin.

Ronan held her in his arms, he tilted her head up to look into her eyes, “Long ago, My mother used to read me a bedtime story about a long-forgotten dragon throne, She read that the entrance to the temple was hidden inside an old hand made, magical clay cup. "This is it," she whispered. "This is the entrance to the ancient dragon temple, where the throne is said to be hidden." We gathered around her, our hearts pounding with anticipation. Ronan stepped forward, his eyes shining with a deep wisdom. "Are you ready, Dynaris?" he asked. Dynaris nodded, her jaw set with determination. "I was born ready for this," she said. And with that, She gently took the cup from its long-rested place on the

There was nothing I wanted more than the ground opening and swallowing me and then tossing me back at my room at Alfheim, but as usual, Luna was not listening. The nearer I got to the hall, the louder the sound of music got but all I could hear was the sound of my heart beating erratically. My palms became sweaty and I rubbed them against the voluminous folds of my skirts. At the end of the well lit hall, there was an entrance without doors. Just an open space that Glistenda had sternly instructed me to take. Something about a black carpet I was supposed to walk on. The carpet came to view soon. It was black with gold rimming its edges and at its center, there were patterns drawn atop it. Pa

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

The troops grew even closer as Nya skirted across the open space toward the rise in stone where the doorway to the staircase protruded from the flat walkway. Reaching the barrier, she tried the knob and found it locked. Slate signaled for her to stand aside and then used his brute strength to force the door open. With a nod, she entered the dark stairwell, Slate right behind her. In front of her, she saw nothing but darkness--save the glowing, round white spheres that could be nothing other than a set of eyeballs. “Zans!” Nya cursed, wondering what had gone wrong. They weren’t alone after all.

"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

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."