The Dragon's Prophecy Audiobook Novels & Stories

Lyra explains, as the sun shining through the high, stained-glass windows filters through decades of dust and grime. “Our priests said we must keep everything as it was until this day.” Lyra’s smile takes on a pointed edge as she adds, “You were prophesized, big sister--The first of our clutch to hatch, the universal dragon destined to rule. Had you been born here, you’d have been added to their number,” she points to the priests as they enter the room, filtering in around the massive gold throne, “You’d have been raised as a priestess, a great and rare honor, and you would have come to this throne gladly, willing to make your sacrifice.”

He heard her loud scream as he was tossed to the dragon. Raisel desperately tried to break free from the grasp of the men that held her in place, "Please! Do not hurt him!", she cried, "Please I beg you" Her pleas fell on deaf ears, "Be quiet girl!", the king barked. The dragon looked sickly, Dragomir could tell because it was more shrunken in size than an actual dragon at the peak of its age. He looked into its eyes and they held the promise of a lot of things the dragon had seen in his lifetime.

“You should have told me all this from the very first day I met you. I the king of Humanes would no choice deployed every powerful humanes to help in protecting this place. Because if things that are within this barrier break through. It may be the end of our world.” Granny Chan smirked of hope. she turned her wooden staff to Randall armoured chest tapping it thrice with a low clanking sound. “Are you afraid? Don’t you know the prophecy's all coming together.” Randall widened his eyes. The dragons that Jared witness was part of it but since then no one has come across a Dragon yet. “Fear not. Of course we have a cavalry of our own. The protector of the world has been reborn to protect every

“Let's go.” “Made your decision so fast?” I could hear the amusement in his voice. I bit back a retort because who knew who Moran was? Probably the king’s right hand? Like Arnold? I gazed at him. “No matter what I say, will it get me away from riding this dragon?” Moran shook his head and then said, “Okay, now stand back.” I immediately did as told. He then said a few words which sounded completely foreign to my ears, but I could tell that he might be talking to the dragon because the dragon who had gone back to staring off in space, turned its massive head towards us.

one of the dragons said when they landed around Ayla. “When the Dark Master touched you, we feared that something had happened to you,” another dragon said. A Dark Master had touched her? She vaguely remembered the first dream she had with the dragons. “We tried to speak to you again, but without our powers, we couldn’t. Now that you have finally connected with your other half and your magic has awoken, so have our powers.” “I can’t remember the prophecy you told me,” she let the dragons know. The gold dragon stepped towards her. “I am Xuvro, the oldest of my brothers. I shall tell you the prophecy again.

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

"What do you mean?" The Dragonkin stepped closer, its gaze intense. "Long ago, before the dragons vanished, there were prophecies foretelling of one who would emerge from mortal lineage—a bearer of forgotten power . This prophecy spoke of a chosen one, one who would possess the ability to communicate with the dragons and restore their presence to our world." Sable's mind whirled with this newfound revelation, her pulse quickening. "Is that why I feel this undeniable connection to the dragons? Is that why I have this insatiable urge to uncover their secrets?"

“How can you say that? It was not me who defeated the Emperor … someone possessed by body … and I believe it will never happen again … not without the comet’s peak that will trigger it.” Estes stood up, and then he went in front of the fireplace, studying the flames, hopeful. “But it’s all in the prophecy, and I can still recall what the Oracle foretold me,” he turned his head towards Larice, “On the coming of the Red Dawn, ice will unite with fire … Frost will symphonize with Flame … and a new empire shall be born … the dragon empire shall rise.” His silver eyes shifted back to the hearth. “He told me it is inevitable. That we cannot prevent the dragons’ claim … and we cannot stop the symph

"It has been written in the sands of time, before the first war, that the dragons will emerge a second time and cause chaos to the realm. But a warrior will be born to destroy them, a warrior that isn't the Alpha, but his mate." "But mother, I'm no warrior." Aurora shook her head. "I couldn't even protect Penelope, my best friend. Whatever this prophecy is, I don't think it has anything to do with me." "Aurora believe in yourself." Kahlan waved her hands and a cloud of smoke appeared. "Because if you do not, the realm will fall. Everyone will be destroyed and the dragons will take over the world." From the smoke, images appeared and Aurora watched in horror as the realm fell apart under the

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.