Dragon Multiverse Novels & Stories

"What is it?" "Those are the seven realms," He picked up one of the stones and grazed his finger over it. They locked eyes momentarily before Lucian continued speaking, "The realm of the dragons, the realm of the giants, the ice realm, the realm of fire, the realm of water, earth realm, and the realm of the dead." Katherine thought back to the tales Eleanor would tell her about the never ended conflict between the ice realm and realm of fire.

"There are other 'anomalies' out there. Dragons sleeping in the molten cores of gas giants. Elven archers trapped in digital stasis. Galactic exiles who were 'deleted' by the Admins but managed to survive in the trash-folders of the multiverse." Scarlett’s starlight brush materialized, spinning with a lethal excitement. "You want to recruit the Trash-Folder Exiles?" "I want to build a resistance that makes the True Admins regret ever hitting 'Install'," Caleb growled. But before they could begin their recruitment, the golden sky of Earth violently flickered. The serene, protective canopy of the World Tree groaned as a massive, silver-white geometric shape—a perfect, miles-wide Dodecahedron—m

“Let them feel it. The war has already begun. I plan to marry Irmak and, through her, control the throne of FeWard. Her father, the king, is being slowly poisoned by your hand, Malachar. When he dies, I will be the regent. And if Irmak resists… well, a pyre cleanses a witch’s reputation very well.” General Draven slammed his fist on the table, more restrained than his lord. “My lord, the twin dragons are not mere monsters. Ancient reports say they are the sons of one of the Great Ancestral Dragons. If we provoke them openly, we may be bringing destruction upon the entire kingdom.” Vortigern turned to him with contempt. “Then we will destroy them first. Malachar, you said you have a plan.” Th

She said quickly into the silence. "No, it's okay...there's really only four of us left that are trueborn dragonblood anymore...the rest have lost the ability to take a true dragon form and therefore lost their Prime status...I'm the only one of my generation, the other three are my Dad and two even older Primes, one in Wales and one in Norway somewhere..." He chuckled with a bitter sound. "It's not even clear if I will be able to shift...it might be that my Dad is the last true Dragon." "Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't realise any of this..." She sounded sincerely heartbroken and he loved her for her empathy in that moment, despite her own dilemma. "I wish I could hug you right now." She said qu

It had been over a year since they began appearing everywhere, which was why all the major powers had mobilized massive armies to confront this grave crisis. Everything was getting closer, and many things were happening as a result; even Mu Huanhuan, who wasn’t supposed to get involved, ended up getting dragged into it because they truly had no other choice. In the desert, a monster with the body of a lion but three different heads—a snake, a lion, and a bull—has appeared. Not only that, but in three other places, long-dead creatures have suddenly come to life. For instance, in the Valley of Death, a creature called a hydra has emerged, possessing potent venom and being difficult to kill. Th

A gathering of the strongest from every world still standing, united against the darkness that threatened to devour everything we held dear. The dragons began crafting a series of dimensional beacons, their ancient magic weaving light itself into guideposts that would allow allies to travel safely to Hollowshade. The fae stitched reality folds into the very air, creating pathways between worlds that would hold stable even under the pressure of multiversal war. Vampires, with their connection to the life force of all things, offered blood-echo locators that could track allies across dimensions. Even the witches, traditionally solitary in their practice, bound their souls temporarily to altern

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

When he barely had time to react before he heard a growl, but it was too late, when a possessive mouth of a hot tongue invaded his mouth, it was at least a big footprint from both magical beings, the werewolf was kissing him, before they were like a sandwich filling between them, before he was released, enter when recovering, he ran. Yes, he was pursued by two powerful beings, vampires and werewolves, lucky for him, being immortal, as well as a dragon, he was the source of disputes, always had been, Riujin's ancient descendant, so, there he was, again, the source of obsession and greed of every being in the multiverse. Until that moment, he had problems reconciling the problems, the responsi

I place my hand over my mouth and gasped, “In that dream, your eyes changed. Turned reptilian. What you said now makes sense. You’re an alien.” “I am and more.” He lifts my hand to his lips kissing it. “Remember your red dragon?” I nod. “What if I told you I am a shapeshifter. A red dragon to be exact.” “What?” I whispered. “Do you remember that video of the green dragon?” “Yeah, but it was proven a fake.” “With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.”

Wynter yelled with excitement as he stumbled into the kitchen. “What friend?” Megan asked. “Wynter!” I jumped up from the chair as Wynter collapsed and I picked him up. His eyes were closed but his breathing was even and his heartbeat regular. “What’s wrong with him?” Megan asked as she knelt next to us. “He has merged with his dragon,” Abeloth said to me and my eyes flashed yellow as he took partial control. “He’s too young,” I murmured as Abeloth retreated. “Too young for what?” Megan asked.