Satou 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.

- They nodded. "Good! Then I'll tell you a bit more about them." - He smiled at them, but unknown for everyone he was analyzing them quite meticulously. "There are 4 'Holy Swords' that were created by my father. Among them Caliburn is with Arthur Pendragon, a sword so powerful it's capable of breaking space, due to that same trait its the sharpest, and strongest." - He started to explain. "Durandal, is a sword that is the embodiment of power and destruction. It's said that the sword at its max is capable of cutting any defense. The current wielder is Xenovia." - At the mention of that name, everyone was surprised.

As the sun climbed steadily across the sky, the spires of Asterin’s royal palace finally came into view, glittering like a crown upon the cliffs that overlooked the emerald forests and silver rivers below. The three riders guided their dragons into a smooth descent, the massive wings stirring the morning mist into dancing swirls above the palace gardens. With a final beat of powerful wings, Aragon, Onyx, and Sapphire touched down gracefully just beyond the palace gates.

For miles you could see castles, one that looked like the Light Kingdom in the distance, the darker area to the south, and many forests and birds flying in the air. “They explained to me a land such as this, the fairytales that were true, about gods and soulmates.” Dad waved his hand. The dragon dare say that I even had a mate, rare for a human, but that I had one! I wanted to go find her. It sounded too good to be true, but the dragon, known as Rozure, said it was not my time to have her. That my mate was no longer here in either realm. She had passed away from a sickness. My mate, Sorin, had come to Rozure, her brother, in a dream, telling him the Fates would bring me here and was to give

He replied. “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, feeling defensive and angry towards this man. “Ever liked dragons?” He asked, completely ignoring my question. “What has my likings, anything to do with this?!” I raised my voice at the ignorance he gave me. “It has everything to do with it.” He retorted back. “Excuse me?” “You, little human, belong in my realm now. You’re my mate.” He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.”

She jokes and I sense her anxiety but decided not to let her know and just smile at her. “With the power and faith entrusted to me, I present you, Pandora.” Selene announces raising her hands to the night sky and everyone cheers. The dome that raised when the ritual began was coming down in little snowflakes of light. I was amazed at everything around me. It was like I had another way to see life.

Only Scott and herself knew where it was, not even Don knew. "You're silent, I asked about the pendant if you heard me right." Don has never used that harsh tone on her. He intently looked at her and as he did so, he missed a bump and the car jerked. The sleeve on Don's jacked was pushed up revealing a skeleton tattoo. Lisa saw it and immediately knew what it meant. This was no Don, this was one of Darkness Devils. "Whoever you are, leave my son alone!"

“I took a different route just in case Antoh was on our tail. Since we’d already decided to stay in a motel, I didn’t think it would matter.” “It was actually very clever of you, my Chloe,” he said with a smile. “What is your full name?” she asked. “My name is Tristan,” he said with confusion. “I know that, but is that all there is to your name?” she asked. “Surface humans have at least two names to identify them. My name is Chloe Kensington. Chloe identifies me, and Kensington identifies the family I belong to.” “I see,” Tristan said thoughtfully. “We do things similar in Manthella. Tristan identifies me and Dragonas is the name of my family or clan. When I sign something, it is with Tr

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”