Dragon Monarch Solo Leveling Novels & Stories

Jenny Pov I think I'm going to lose eventually to Dragon, and he makes me out of my mind, and instead of putting him under my control, he turned it around to be me. Dragon is able to make the strongest women want him, bow in front of him. His tongue was fussing me while his thumb was satisfying my bulging girl. I couldn't stop my hand from playing with my nipple, he slapped my thigh on the inside and he's still looking at me. I raised my hand back and felt the ecstasy running into my body.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

"The highest level of magic is level 10 spells. These spells require a high level of mana that only pink-eye dragons have. Therefore, it would take 5 average dragons to work together to perform just one level 10 spell." "Then what's the highest level of spell normal dragons can use?" "If they have strong mana, they can get up to level 6, the odd level 7 spell. But, on the other hand, the average dragon with a normal level of mana can only learn up to level 3 with the odd level 4 spell. So when someone uses a level of spell higher than they can manage, they need a second dragon to help them fuel the mana requirement." "What level do you think I am?"

It was our birthday and a blood moon and tonight we’d be getting our dragons. “Are you two excited?” Rev asked as he turned in his seat and looked back at us. “Of course,” Chase said and I nodded. “What happens if we don’t get a violet dragon?” I asked and Lucas laughed. “Then I disown you,” he said and Rev laughed out loud. “Seriously Dad,” I said. “Then nothing, if neither of you get a violet dragon then you can’t take over as Sire one day, that’s all,” he said but I saw him gripping the steering wheel tighter.

Bones popping and elongating as his skin started to take on that luminescent glow that reminded me of an opal. Where once a man had stood, a great dragon now crouched in his place. It lifted its shoulders, its eyes slowly opening. Faint amethyst orbs peered at me. I pulled my shirt off, watching as he ran towards the edge of the cliff. Throwing his great body over the side before his wings started to beat, catching the wind, he soared down. I tossed my clothing onto the ground, my dragon was ready and my shift was quick. Soon, I was joining my mate. The moon peeked out to join us in our playful flight.

he said. “Well then, husband, start shifting,” she giggled. “On one condition,” he said with false seriousness. Her brows raised. “What would that be?” “I want to see you do that shimmy thing for me the next time we’re naked. I just think it’s hot,” he teased. Chloe playfully slapped his arm and a loud laugh escaped his lips as he transformed into his dragon self. The crowd roared their approval as Chloe climbed onto his back and they flew off into the sky until they were nothing more than a dot above the trees.

He was far from reaching the Golden Core Phase, and he could afford to wait for a few months; however, if the Dragon Corps failed to locate an Angel's Fruit within three months, it may hinder Leon's progress in his training, and that was the last thing Leon wanted. "Mister Glasbey, is there a way for me to raise my status within a short span of time?" Leon asked. "Sure! Considering your situation, you can be promoted to a Platinum Dragon Guard right away!" Alfred said. The Dragon Guards that worked for the Dragon Corps were divided into five classes: Sky, Earth, Platinum, Gold, and Ordinary. An Ordinary Dragon Guard rated the lowest with the power level of the Overlord State, which was the l

He sniffed. “Turn it off!” The dragon spat. “That’s what he got for disrespecting me.” Shadow, however, showed no hint of hesitation to do it again. “He wouldn’t do it again– ah! Father!” The dragon stumbled to the back with a pale face. Nathan caught his body and called him. “Master… please…” “Turn it off,” he repeated. Ali was silently gasping and gagging. A dragon was called the ultimate beast in the world. The stronger they became, the lonelier they were. When they reached a certain level, they would move in solo. However, this was his first time seeing a traumatized dragon. “Shadow…”

And then Liam does something no one expects. He drops the last agent with a twist of his neck, then launches himself straight at the altar. He goes vertical, higher than any living thing should, wings beating through the smoke and spellfire. Zayla can see the pain in every motion, the blood trailing from a hundred wounds, the absolute, crazed determination in his eyes. His voice echoes through the plateau as he climbs—not a roar, but a shout, human and dragon both: “Some curses only break if you break yourself.”