Dragon Multiverse Novels & Stories

Bethel frowned for a moment, “Well from a baby really, she would summon cakes from the kitchen and she would summon Lady Persephone’s son’s toys to play with. It was quite amusing really.” Helga’s eyes narrowed, “Seraphina, you are such a mystery.” She shook her head. “What do you mean?” Bethel questioned. “Well if we just consider the facts first, she is a Dragon Dhampir, a Dhampir with a familiar is rare enough yet, to have a Dragon familiar? I know I don’t need to tell you how rare that is,” Bethel nodded at Helga. “She also carries Alexandria’s Genesis, she has the markings for spirit, she-” Helga’s face paled as a thought came to mind.

As Scarlette and Gabriel continued to move through the queue they saw Lydia coming out of a different Cinema where The Little Mermaid had played, guess who came out behind her. “Mikael, I didn’t ask for your protection today” Gabriel stated mockingly making his second turn red. “Oh Scar! Perfect bumping into you here! Your dreams are not dreams it’s literally you two in a different dimention. You know the multiverse? Yeah that’s what it is.” Everyone looked around at Lydia’s enthusiasm hoping nobody had heard what she said. “Sorry it’s the excitement” she said sheepishly. “Well that’s good to know, at least it’s not our present.” She said relief clear in her voice.

Primitive creatures in that aspect. Amora, my childhood friend, likes to stay in her tent mostly. She is loved by all, but even the elders talk about how she is not a dragon. Once Amora and Adam have children, they would either be a fairy or a dragon, with no mixing of the two. That was how the goddess had allowed mixed races to bond. So far, all mixed-race bondings had produced the opposite of what the dragon race needed. Female dragons. No female dragons in many blue moons had been born. The female dragon race was dying. All that was left now were males.

Apart from the rooms rich treasure he believes what is important would never be locked up but on the other hand dragons are possessive. “This orb will show you what you need.” “So there is no scroll?” “Dragons a private beings whatever rumors that are fabricated that are not threats, we don’t care for them.” “The orb reminds me a little bit of a literal cliché.” “Well, there are a few truths in human mythology.” “You mean mythology written by humans.” “If you wish to put it that way, yes.” * “What do I do?” “Touch it and breath, calm your mind.” “Okay that sounds easy.”

James gazed at the distant mountains and rivers. The higher the cultivation base, the more the knowledge, the more profound the mysteries of the world. He had once believed that humans on Earth were the sole life form. Then, he came to accept the existence of a single universe. Subsequently, twelve universes unfolded. Later on, the Dark World emerged, followed by the Greater Realms. However, he now understood that the Greater Realms were merely a single district among many. Now, there were the Endlos’ Ten Districts. However, they did not represent the true boundaries of the cosmos. Beyond them lay an expansive Dark World, and beyond the Dark World, even more formidable Extraterrestrial Demon

But after finding out that Drake is not a human but a dragon, he paled and became speechless. "I don't know what to say to this. But it was clearly written that both the protectors and their mate's would belong to both the world's. Not just to one world. They are to protect both Dragon and human interests" Cedric mumbled absently. Dillon looked at his father with a frown. He is not sure that would happen. They cannot forever hide that Drake is a dragon. If it comes out one day, the people in the fairy would feel betrayed.

“You are the Commander, but you cannot command destiny. You cannot touch her because your aura will crush her. You cannot reject her because the bond will kill you both. You are trapped, Draven. We are looking at a living nightmare.” I closed my eyes, forcing Karl’s furious roars into a corner of my mind. We've heard stories of dragons tearing themselves apart because they could not survive the loss. True mates were rare precisely because the bond was merciless. It gave everything or destroyed everything. “Then she stays ignorant. I stay away and pray to the Creator that the world never finds out what she is to me.”

It clarifies passages. “She is not yet ready for them,” I say. “No,” Tirnath agrees. “And the dissenters in the mortal realm?” I close my eyes briefly. That is the greater danger. The unrest among the dragons there is not isolated. Beliefs echo across worlds. Those who resent human equality here may look to their counterparts in Emberhold and Ashcliff as allies. If factions align across realms, this will not remain a philosophical divide. It will become war. Again. The last war nearly shattered this realm.

It expanded. The golden grid above us began to leak into our world. The Seekers were being pulled in, but so were things from other worlds—mechanical dragons from the iron forest, shadows from the fire valley. The "merge" hadn't stopped with the lab; it was now a **Multiverse Collision**. I held Silas to my chest. He was solid, but he was glowing with a strange, unstable light. He looked at me, his eyes finally clearing. "You're the most stubborn woman in a million worlds," he whispered, coughing up a puff of dark smoke.

“My apologies on Drake’s behalf. We meant no offense. He’s just on edge since our mates have gone to help their sister prepare for the upcoming birth of her offspring.” Lucian’s hand moved down my back, resting between my shoulder blades. A longing filled me that wasn’t my own. “I can understand the worry. Is she a shifter as well?” he asked. “Succubus and dragon, though her dragon has yet to wake.” “My congratulations on the new additions. I hope her dragon wakes soon after her offspring's birth.” Lucian said and I felt some of the tension leave him. The longing was still there. He wanted that, longed for it with every part of his being.