I The Dragon Overlord Novels & Stories

Unlike like Earth, Dragon realm don’t have several parted kingdoms with different King and Queen as their ruler, each and every Dragon person were ruled by one and only Dragon King Ladon and all dragon people were part of one single kingdom named as ‘Kingdom Dracovianta’, which was govern by his elder brother and minister Falkor black in his absence. Falkor was a faithful brother to king Ladon until he saw Cassandra and fell for her beauty however he never showed his emotion towards her since she was his sister – in – law, time quickly passed by Dragon realm grew in wealth and prospered in all sort of way, their strength increased and each Dragon became more powerful that they already were b

​The voice did not use words, but the meaning crashed against my consciousness with the force of a tidal wave. The water around me boiled instantly, turning from freezing cold to scorching heat. A pair of colossal, glowing amber eyes opened in the abyssal dark above the basin, each eye larger than a carriage, burning with an unquenchable fire that illuminated towering scales of obsidian and gold. ​It was Ignis, the Dragon Emperor, sealed away in the darkest prison of the world for epochs. ​Instantly, the ancient beast released a fraction of its true aura, projecting a crushing wave of spiritual pressure designed to grind any intruder's mind into nothingness.

"Olivia, the Dragons are... different. They're the sovereign rulers, they don't follow our rules." "They are arrogant lizards, Reginald! Rude, lizards with scales!" Mother snapped. "The servants won't even look us in the eye. It’s an insult. They are treating us like we are nothing!" I finally turned, leaning back against the window. Father stood near the table at the center of the room, composed as always, though I could see the tension in his shoulders. “They are proud people and we are in their kingdom.” “We are still royalty,” she shot back.

The sky over the Shattered Vale burned with the aftermath of war, smoke rising in black plumes, molten rivers casting eerie light over the battlefield. Soldiers, exhausted and battered, pressed forward, rallying behind the king who now moved like living fire. Verath Dravenor, Dragon King, had fully unleashed his power, wings spanning the horizon, scales glowing molten gold. Every step he took scorched the ground, yet his focus was unwavering, tethered by the bond that connected him to Elara.

“How is this possible?” “It hurts,” I said, feeling tears fill my eyes. “Oh Amelia,” he said pulling me closer as he turned the water off, he leaned over grabbing a towel before wrapping me in it. “I think I figured out what else you are.” “What?” “You, my love, are a dragon.” He said, resting his hands against my cheeks. “It’s got to be very diluted, but it’s there, or you wouldn’t have been able to claim me. Only a dragon can make a claim like this.” He said, tracing his fingers over the pale angry marks on his chest with a soft expression. They looked similar to Marcus’ but different.

"Precisely why you fit. Marry him, Nia. Co-rule SatoTech. I offer alliance—my networks, your brilliance. Bind the dragon, or he consumes you whole. Power is not taken—it is endured." Refusal ignited serpent-fast, mahogany skin flushing hot under her grooming gaze. Marriage? To the stalker who'd hacked my life, avenged my brother in basement blood? No cage, gilded or not. I rose fluid, athletic poise, reclaiming stilettos at the door. "Endure this, Eiko—I forge my own throne. Tell your nephew I'm no one's consort."

The warlord stood. He was taller than she'd expected. Broader, too. Built like a creature shaped for war, but moved like he could vanish and strike in the same breath. As a child, she had often wondered what a dragon might look like in human skin—a question whispered between old books and nursery rhymes, half-believing it was myth. But if you ever did see one, it was said to be the last sight your eyes would know. And now, here he was: terrifyingly real, terrifyingly calm. A dragon made flesh. And he was looking at her like she was already burning. "You are Sera of House Vaelir," he said, descending toward her with deliberate, predator-slow steps.

I ask, something about this Gia girl rubs me the wrong way. "Gia was a girl that I met a couple of decades ago, she was thrown out of her group home because she was a Mythical. So I took her in and trained her to control her power. Earth is her specialty. Oliver here was someone that I grew up with, He is the last thunder dragon that roams the earth." My eyebrows shot up past my Forehead, the last thunder dragon? That sounds like the most difficult thing ever. Looking at Oliver, the respect that I couldn't find for him in the past, came to me full force. That must have been really difficult growing up! Might have been worse than my childhood!

She was mine and no matter what happens, I will protect her. Glancing over at Kellan, he gave me a slight nod as he was prepared to get us out of here. I wouldn’t be able to throw them off their track, as they were gunning for me. Knowing I needed to buy Kellan a little time, I let out a sigh before asking my question. “Do I at least have a right to know who will be taking over as Dragon King?” “I don’t see why not.” A member of the council that was at the far end of the table spoke after exchanging looks with everyone. “Arric will become the next King.”

The village lay nestled within a lush valley, framed by majestic mountains that stood like guardians against a turbulent world. As we approached, the elders emerged from their humble huts, their expressions blending curiosity and concern. Time had etched its wisdom onto their faces, each line a testament to battles fought and lessons learned. Their dragon forms were breathtaking, scales sparkling in the sunlight, a vivid reminder of their ancient power. The eldest among them, a grand dragon with scales as white as freshly fallen snow, stepped forward. His piercing blue eyes seemed to look right through me as he spoke with a voice that resonated like thunder, “Welcome, travelers. We have been