I The Dragon Overlord Novels & Stories

Cole, will be in grave danger from the very moment our cruise pulls in at the harbor. The Dragon Lord, the leader of the notorious Winged Dragons, was a five-star general and one of the most feared names in all of Westernia. To his surprise, Liam did not seem at all fazed by this news. Instead, he smirked and replied nonchalantly, "I can handle them, no matter how many people they send my way. In fact, they are welcome to send as many men as possible, so long as they are prepared to die horrifying deaths!"

"You're out of your mind." I stared straight into his eyes. "This is something that belongs to me. I don't need to use your name to get it." His scowl deepened as his body shifted into a massive frost-colored dragon. Iciness rolled off his scales as he growled, "Stop using my name to get ahead!" I nodded in agreement. "Don't worry about that. I'm about to stop being your soul-bonded mate anyway." Clara shot me a provocative look, then put on a pitiful act. "Aurora, I know you're only saying all this because you think I stole your title as Dragon Queen. But you shouldn't use that to threaten Erik."

They had learned, over the accumulated centuries of serving under me, that silence in my presence was always the correct response until I indicated otherwise. I walked to the window. The Dragon Realm stretched out below the war chamber in every direction — mountains and forest and river, ancient and unchanged, exactly as it had looked for the three hundred years I had ruled it and presumably for the centuries before that when my father sat the throne and his father before him. It was mine. Every stone of it, every shadow, every creature that moved through it. Mine to protect. Mine to govern. Mine to answer for. The covenant was part of that responsibility.

His face contorted into a frown. "It was worse than I imagined. The plague, the death, everything has gone worse. We managed to slip some of our men into Everus's border. The plague, it's everywhere, nowhere is safe and the two kings are so full of themselves that they don't seem to notice what is going on." he whispered and her eyes widened. "I thought magic flourishes in Everus, can't they use that to solve the plague? I mean, I know it's banned here but Everus?" Maven shrugged.

Unfortunately, it also began to push closer to Leah and Leesa. Leah’s gravest fear was being realized as she watched the fireball move nearer. While her Power might be a match for most dragons, Baalgur was not just any dragon. He was the Dragon Lord, the embodiment of the most powerful evil anywhere in this world. Even with Leesa’s magic augmenting her Power, she simply could not match Baalgur’s might.

, Dragomir asked. She nodded vigorously and stepped back, Dragomir squatted and held his hands, they stayed quiet for a while. Raisel strained her ears to listen to their conversations but she couldn’t hear a thing. It was like no word was said between them, however, she could hear them chuckle and smile from time to time. They stayed that way for a while before Dragomir stood from the ground, “His name is Ivar, he is a dragon. He will take us to his mother”

They were not the one's to be spared, as they were the one, who stole their Dragon Stone, rendering them Powerless. Vayldre started walking away from there, as Master Dagat's and Ulras's eyes met with a sinister intention. Vayldre was thinking about what was coming their way... His way! It was Duty Against Love that was not even bloomed in his heart yet. And he would always choose DUTY. Because, he was the Dragon Prince - The last ruler of Dragonilla. The one responsible for bringing power and glory back to the Dragon race. “ My prince. ” Zico's voice called out to him and he stopped just beside the painting of his father hanged in the hallway.

I asked with a frown. “It’s tradition to wait until the future king or queen is ready before revealing the truth.” “If that’s the case, then why do the laws of the land say that a royal can marry a commoner?” “Dragon-borns are feared all over the world. To keep the masses from worrying, we make them believe that our powers have gone extinct with the dragons...” “Wait, so you’re saying that we really have supernatural powers? I thought that it was just a myth.” I had forgotten all animosity I had towards her. Instead, I was more curious than ever.

I growl, annoyed at the fact Mallard left the door open and this idiot has now ruined my fantasy. “Your father wants to see you.” I nod, “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” I watch as he bows before turning around, “And close the door on your way out.” The door closes and I exhale sharply- what now? I know my father is anxious about me being able to produce an heir, but I am doing everything in my power to make sure it happens by the deadline. By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that.

Immediately I hear the clapping of his wings in the air and I look up to see him making his way towards us. “Let this clown go” he tells me again, “you can deal with him later” Clenching my jaw together, I finally let him go and he crashes to the ground. “You will be dead the next time you show your face in front of me. Ivar lands in front of the fort, his red eyes glaring at Bastian. Ivar is the oldest dragon to walk the face of the earth since the beginning of time. Since the moment I was born, he kept showing up at my house until I was seventeen, then he finally bonded with me. Making me his master and the only person he listens to.