Uther Pendragon Novels & Stories

Flashbacks… Third P.O.V The world is a dark wasteland for them who live in fear... from creatures of unknown god. Their meager light shines through the birth of the child they call "Predestined" who will save them from darkness. The child was bestowed with a sacred blessing from heaven. The child born with the brightest star in the sky. He is the son of the general imperial guard of their land and was born in 1023. His name is Cyrus Donatello.

Every midnight talks, and every dawn awakes with him. "You'll live this year too," our elder brother assures him with broken heart. EryndorMaxwell gazed and gazed and to be amazed. He beheld his ears to grasped the context of their consolatory conversation. Elderwood, a wise and gnarled oak, stretched her branch and whispered. "Fear not, Eryndor has come to rescue you. He is a very brave heart, Shurely he will help us." "His name shocked Eryndor 'How has the tree come to know my name?' As he was still regaining his consciousness, Eryndor blurted out: 'Who's there?"

I replied he took another sip from his wine and puffed some smoke in the air, smiled, and flicked his white hair backward "oh yes, I have wonderful news for you. One that will unite the future of this family, the Pendragons are feared in this country and that's because of the hard work and integrity I place on my name. I need to place my family's dignity and future in the hands of a ruthless and devoted man like me. I think of no other person than my eldest son, Alexander Pendragon."

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

Her mother was just an all out witch. "You must be careful, though, Zhara," Uma warned, her eyes sliding to me. They were hard and full of weariness. "So many false believers have been seen wearing our crest. Even more curious and inexperienced young dragons have gone missing because of it. I commend you for recognizing it, but berate you for trusting Govander so easily. All is not what it seems, as of late." "How many have been spotted wearing the pendants? How many have gone missing? Surely mother must have noticed by now?" I asked, my eyes widening as I stared at my father. He shook his head and sat back in his chair, staring out of the window.

chuckled Rector while looking at Nessa, “Let us go, Mhurl if you would please.” Once he spoke to the one named Mhurl, a gigantic Red dragon appeared from what seemed to be a tear that appeared in front of Rector, once it was fully out it flapped it wings, looked at the people with a snarl before turning to Rector, “Now now, be nice, I told you that you would live to see my son” he said to Mhurl while pointing his hand to Rex.

He never looked back even when he heard the painful wail of the man to whom he swore his oath. Mary was a mage apprentice during her teens, having learned from the most distinguished magus in the one and only academy of magic, though she had cut off all contact with her beloved mentor and magic itself when she was forced to marry the then prodigal prince Magnus. Finally, liberated from the shackles, at last, the arcane has once again flowed through her very veins. There was not an ounce of guilt when she left her husband for his own, having been more worried over the safety of her own daughter, she rushed towards the princess’ bedchamber accompanied by the remaining guards rallied by her ami

There suddenly erupted a thunderous roar from outside the Yggdrasil Palace. Immediately afterward, a robust voice shouted, “Thieves of the Yggdrasil Sect, come out and face your death!” When he heard this, Perthacus’ face darkened. “This troublesome fellow is here again.” “Who’s that?” James asked. Perthacus gritted his teeth. “He calls himself the Punisher of the Nine Heavens. Despite being only at the peak of the Ninth Tribulation, he’s remarkably powerful. Each time he appears, we lose several of our peak Ninth Tribulation powerhouses.”

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

Oh this bastard, he made me almost lost my heartbeats. Actually, I don't mind being in this moment, it's just that the problem is the fact that I haven't showered in days and I'm sure I must look terrible right now. For a moment we let this silence continue, creating various questions in my mind why Arthur was acting this melancholy. “You alright?” I ventured to ask him. He didn’t answer. His eyes stare at mine, His two eyes flashed a shady and piercing gaze which made me not move from my position who was also looking at him.