Druig Mythology Novels & Stories

The priest, who now had been killed, foresaw the tragedy to come and had enclosed their world, making it disappear from the face of the earth, yet in existence. When this had been done and another vision instructed that the people would voice out complaints to move to the new world, the other druids, came together and created the ‘Mylanthrope’- a misty cloud that takes one to the outer world under his wish. Their long-time counterparts heard of so and by the help of the demon, enclosed their own world, preparing ardently for Aberdeen so as to strike and lock them forever in the ancient land and make them slaves. They prepared, with snatches of upsetting Aberdeen. And on many occasions, the p

“You speak in riddles. You heal, you speak of gods, and you leave me with more questions than answers. You’re a Draikos, what does that mean? Why do you know me better than I know myself?” He watched her unblinkingly and for a long moment he said nothing. “You seek certainty,” Malrik said at last. “You deserve it, but truth is a blade; it cuts those unready for the fall. Still, you came here to demand it, so I will give you an oath. Not riddles or half-answers.” Raven set her jaw. “I don’t want a vow. I want the truth.” “You will have both.” He drew a breath as if preparing to plumb deep stores of memory. “The name Draikos is older than banners and blades. It is a binding and a watchword of

“They are the three Supreme Deities … the Three Pillars of Divinity … the Three Points of the Triangle … the ones who created our world before the Age of the Empyreal Gods.” “So they’re like the gods of the gods we have now?” “Yes,” Jade replied. “Now back to our subject … the Adentus gave the Power Crystals to the three countries surrounding Galadhor.” “Three countries?” Arth asked. “Is Glacia one of them?” Arth looked at the map. Galadhor was indeed found at the center of Earthos. “First was Drava, the western region of Earthos,” Jade pointed at the left side of the map. “It is a country with hot climate, and it is where most dragons have lived. The people of Drava worship Phlareus; the Su

The air around the wall was thick with an energy that made my skin crawl. "This is where we sealed him," my father said, his voice hollow. "Dietus, the god who once ruled our world, was trapped here eighteen years ago." "I'm sorry, what?" I stared at them, struggling to believe what I was hearing. "We've told you the stories growing up," Kiera explained, her voice tinged with sadness. "Lupa, our goddess and creator, was once married to Dietus, a ruthless god. Using the magic of dragons, she cast a spell to imprison him in the Dark Forest deep in the Northern territories. Dietus tried to return, using the darkness within our souls to free himself. He sought to take us and use you to do his bi

It feels hot, but this heat, contains the horror that will melt your bones, crush your feelings and disrupt your sanity. Either death is playing with Venus, or natural forces do not want to see her destroyed. The girl was still as solid as a pole, even though her back was bristling and the torment of fear made Venus's tears fall back. “I, Giris Druiksa, a human born in the middle of Javanese society,” Druiksa's voice cut the air once more. “I, who was blessed with pure power from the breath of the King of the Four Earths and the Adam of the Second Earth. I, who died honorably on the lap of the Powerful Azafer. I, who was reborn and became the ruler of the cruelest Spirit City. I, who will un

This was no ordinary forest, it was one cultivated by an ancient druid who knew the powers of old. Stella stirred in my mind, sensing the building power around us as well. Before us, a low bank of smoke obscured a tall pyre with two wrapped bundles atop it. Arvin let the coven to the far side and once they stopped, so did the drums. The whole area went silent. “Brethren,” boomed Arvin. “We are joined tonight by avatars of the tri-mother, our own moon goddess! Flidais (pronounce FLIH dish) be praised that they have chosen to join us!”

I glanced at the skinny,skin-and-bones little red dragon in the corner and said firmly,"I want him." The moment I said that,the Grand Druid and the beastmen froze. The Naga at my feet shifted into his half-human form,frustrated tears falling from his eyes."You'd rather take a dying little lizard than me?" Chloe and Bjorn looked stunned as well. The Grand Druid stepped forward to warn me."Elena,he is of the Dragonkin.Dragons are notoriously bad at reproducing.Besides,in our ancient legends,they are omens of doom and destruction!As one of the tribe's only two precious females,you must choose wisely."

Zector inquired, intrigued. "This is Dragon’s Blood," Gunner explained. "I once dispatched tens of thousands of people to search throughout Dragoria, digging a hundred meters deep. Eventually, we discovered a Draco Vein and gathered one hundred drops of Draco Vein Essence over several decades." "And what exactly is a Draco Vein?" Zector asked. Before Gunner could respond, Bruno interjected, "Dragoria derives its name from the appearance of a divine dragon in ancient times. A Draco Vein forms at the site of where such a divine dragon passes away."

It's a beautiful sight. "Wow," Arianna lips hung. Brigid cleared her throat continuing to read. "Pyrrhos, by contrast, was a realm of fire and might, governed by the Dragon Goddess Drakora. Her chosen, the Ouroboros, bore crescent marks on their necks, with silver hair and eyes as bright as molten flames. These warriors commanded the power of fire, bonded to majestic dragons who soared through blazing skies.” Arianna heart stopped. What the hell?!

"The River Salem surrounds Ardzith, but there's a Valley lying at the depths of the water. Legend has it that the dragons who once lived in this lost city are sleeping in the valley underneath us." I bobbed my head. "Your turn." "You are a reasonable man, and I hoped you would help me if we ever met." "After what you did to my wife, it's hard to stand here and look at you walking free." Aisling tucked her long brown hair behind her ear. She sank to her knees, producing a dagger. "I'm a druid witch by birth. I swear by the river god Salem and the sun god Ardzith that I will pay for what I did to your wife and family with my life, but first, you must help me save my clan."