God Dragon Novels & Stories

Corithias was excited and stood to his feet, flapping his wings that were now healed by her magical tears. Corithias now knew that God had not made a mistake. Alicia was indeed his true mate, his princess. She was not just a normal human being; she had a gift. He was not sure what she was, but he knew she possessed healing powers, and that should convince the dragon kingdom to accept her as his mate, their princess.

“I assume you are Gondra.” “The Ascendant of Nagadras and the God of Nagas,” the dragon replied. “Gondra is the Messenger of the Ocean Deity. The Keeper of Secrets and History.” Tristan pursed his lips, not wanting to ask about it. “I will listen to what you have to say.” The glowing eyes of the serpent blinked. “The Age of Dragons had been erased ever since humanity continued to arise and dominate the world.” He opened his mouth, and in his throat glowed blue light, then he breathed out a mist that covered Tristan’s vision.

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

wanted Calypso and Kara back. "The reason why the bone fire attempt failed this time is because Kara no longer had her phoenix spirit. She lost her the day she died. But you can bring her back because she still has her wolf and dragon spirits. So you are going to bring her back by doing what's called a dragon summoning ritual," the dragon stated. Atlas, still stunned, looked at the dragon. "What about our pup?" Atlas asked. "The pup will also return." The dragon stated. "Who are you and why are you helping me?" Atlas asked the dragon. "I'm sorry I did not introduce myself. My name is Ryūjin, and I am the dragon god. I want to help bring Kara and your pup back because your pup's powers will

This was not my dragon. “Worst of all, the Moon Goddess cursed him for even coming into this word, never allowing him to have a…” A punch to the shoulder came from another, scowling at him. “That’s enough,” he hissed. “You are scaring the poor girl.” “I’m not scared,” I stood up, staring him in the eye, “and the ‘black dragon,’” I held up quotation marks with my fingers, “has a name.” Wrapping my cloak around me, they continued to stare in amusement. “His name is Creed. He has done none of those things.”

Jennifer said while Zac grunted in agreement. How come they couldn’t hear his voice? How come it was only her? The dragon slowly transformed into a bulkier man with long shaggy hair that reached his waist. He was tan and his clothes were almost like ancient robes when Demetrius celebrates it festivals. “The dragons have felt Elijah Trueblade’s power. He must have been somewhere around here. But here I am, meeting his aide… and his lover that should have died a long time ago.” Her three companions turned to her in shock. Sophia swallowed as she stepped forward.

Dax glanced at Malfoy coldly and continued, “Listen closely. I am Dax Wimbleton, the Southern Warzone Master.” With that, his followers and aides introduced themselves one after another. “Drogo Azure, also known as the Eastern Azure Dragon of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Tiger White, also known as the Western White Tiger of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Axia Vermillion, also known as the Southern Vermillion Phoenix of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.” “Ronald Black also known as the Northern Black Tortoise of the Four Great War Gods from the Southern Warzone.”

For mosteroids, those were considered heavenly prodigies. In the past hundred years, Drake had emerged as a prodigious figure among the dragonoids, as he had reached level seven level paragon before turning thirty years of age. Awakened with the blood of the golden dragon, he aspired to become a mosteroid celestial, carrying the hopes of Thundlight's monsteroids.

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." Zector nodded. Despite his previous skepticism about dragons, recent rumors of a green dragon sighting in the new continent had started to sway his beliefs. Now, as he observed the contents of the metal box, his doubts began to fade. Inside the metal box was a bottle emitting a red light. The other two metal boxes contained various tools necessary for the treatment. Under the vigilant gaze of everyone present, Gunner carefully selected several silver needles and inserted them into various

I would gladly fight and die for them. “Who are you?” Maxim roared at the man. The god just laughed and said,” I’m Claydor the god of Justice. I am here to make right a huge mistake made by the moon goddess Selene. I must kill this dragon goddess.” Maxim growled and roared so loud it shook the jungle. Fear etched in my mind as I heard the king growl out in a low voice saying,” Over my cold dead body.” Claydor laughed a creepy laugh and told the king that he would make that happen. Within minutes the god bolts of lightning began to fly. I tried summoning the moon goddess myself to no avail.