Duke Pendragon Novels & Stories

his father don't want to have anything in common with the Royals. In Pendragon, once you fake your identity just to be close to the royals... your penalty is Death. But Andrea don't mine,, Even if he's to die,he can gladly die in the hands of the princess.. Princess Sapphire Ryker. ******** Louis was redirected to Darius Office where he met his brother. "You will journey your way to the Eastern Forest (Luna) Louis". Darius Uttered on feeling his brother's presence.. his gaze not leaving the scroll he was reading.

However, even if he didn't have access to all his powers yet because his body was too young to support such power, his mind was fully awake and he had even inherited the memory of his previous lives which was an undeniable asset. Two years ago his Prophets had finally tracked down the golden dragon, his sworn enemy, but they had only been able to locate the world he was currently in because a mysterious force was clouding their powers. With the knowledge of his past lives he had deduced that the birthmark of the dragons must have appeared on his wrist when he turned 18, and that was why the Prophets had been able to locate him.

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

"Investiture... It's like crowning, but he gets a coronet instead. Anyway, his twenty-fifth birthday is only a couple of months away. He has become a constant, growing pain. To make things worse, his people love him too much. His political accession was years ago, but Mountbatten will formally and fully accept him on the day of his coronation, or investiture, whichever." I was still lost. How did this have anything to do with me? I could barely remember the Duke's father from when I was eight or ten years old. Wasn't twenty-five too young to become a Duke, anyway? "Ugh," Lucian stepped away from us, saying, "I have better things to do than watch you educate her on the basic shit." Lawrance w

“Is that your only solution? Getting pregnant and birthing babies?!” “You need an army…” “Llod!” He turned on his feet to look at her then. “You need an army and you will raise one. They will be loyal to you. Birth dragon lords we will find dragons to command them.” “There are no more dragons and I will not…” “There are. The prince is a dragon lord. He has dragon blood.” Her eyes narrowed and warning like heavy brass bells went off in her head. “How did you…?”

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

I told her that I had always been waiting for her and that no matter what we faced, I would always be beside her as we overcame it. “We need to hurry. I have some friends who are tracking the council and they informed me that there is something big going on. It seems that they are serious about making your brother the King. There is a reward of one billion dollars to whoever can capture or kill you. Dragons all over the world are currently searching for all of you.” Trenton urged impatiently. Nodding my head, I stepped away from Azura and met Trenton behind the couch. As Trenton placed his hand on my shoulder, my eyes locked onto Azura. She was worried, as we all were, but we had to hope the

Missing him pulls at my chest like a quiet ache, though knowing he’s away brings relief. We are presented. “His Grace, Duke Noah Wingknight of the Northern Reaches, and Her Grace, the Duchess Paige.” Quiet hangs heavy. After a breath, voices rise - sharper now, buzzing with heat instead of calm. Here they arrive. Curious ones first. Then those who mean trouble. Followed by quiet plotters slipping in behind. “Duchess, we heard such tales of your… resilience in the North. How… rustic it must be.” A lady with sapphires in her hair.

Duke Essandor had more grey hairs than he did a few months ago. Understanding how much he paled in comparison to the Universe was a cruel blow. Though he didn’t whimper for long, his constant pushing to reach the heights above had taken a toll on him. Currently he was an Above Mortal Realm Wielder. It was good progress in just six months. But the Duke wanted more. For he understood how feeble he was in comparison to the gods. And he wanted to be able to hold his fate in his own hand the next time a storm struck. Alas, this was the next trial and it had come too soon. For he was nowhere near strong enough to stop anything that was happening.