Lord Of All Realms Novels & Stories

The dream dimension created by the silver dragon diadem has a time difference with the real world dimension, where one night in the real world is equal to one month in the dream dimension. If a person does not able to awaken himself from the dream dimension, then he will be trapped in that dimension without ever being able to return to the real world. Luckily the noble princess has experience controlling dreams or what modern society calls as lucid dreams. A state that makes a person realize that he is in a dreamland and has the ability to wake himself from dreaming. The knowledge of dream control is then used by noble daughters to learn and practice martial arts in dreams. One night in the

“Whatever you know for your mother, remember? Better start talking.” She inhales a shaky breath and sits down. “The vampire lord's name is Dario Vitale. He's ruthless, fearless, reigns over three kingdoms because he's constantly waging war against tiny villages owned by witches. Some people say they've never seen him, and others who have described him as a young man whose beauty can make you sin.” I cross my leg, tapping my fingers against my thigh as I stare at her. “And the kingdoms he rules, what are their names?”

" I am Doom! And will forever be Doom, No one crosses my path unless he desired death and chaos, I have been Absorbing Galaxies and Planets for Centuries now, This time when I Lord Doom has finally gain control over this Reality " " Reality will fall "

“Liora! It’s us, you know me. You know her. You don’t want to be their weapon!” The flicker passed. And then she smiled. It was Liora’s smile. Small. Innocent. But twisted now by something that understood the weight of gods. “Weapons are weak things. Queens are eternal.” Her arms spread wide. The veil shuddered and collapsed entirely. No longer two realms mirrored, there was only one. A broken kingdom where shadows and flames writhed through streets, where demons hunted alongside twisted wolves, where mortals screamed as their bodies bent beneath invisible chains of fealty.

“Lusias Inverno.” “Lusias is king of the Kingdom of Winter, second in line after his father, who received the Winter Kingdom from the Mother. Lusias is very old-fashioned, doesn’t say much, but has many opinions about everything. He’s the eldest of all the kings, and also has the largest army; by all means, one mustn’t step on his toes.” “He won’t come tomorrow,” Nicolais explained, “but that’s what we expected.” He sat down in the chair across from me. “Sebristien Spirit.”

I didn't do this to hurt you. I blocked her from my mind and instead focused in on the Beastial warrior in front of me. He didn't push me or anything; he just simply sat there, patiently waiting for my answer, so I took a breath. Enemy soldier or not, he did just save me from certain death, and considering Nova wasn't going to carry me off this cliff, I didn't have another choice but to hear him out. "You saved me from that place, so I'll hear you out, but I make no promises about anything further," I answered, and he nodded. "Fair enough," he sat back in the snow in front of me, running a hand through his hair before looking up at me once more. "Everything that Celestia and the Alliance hav

The strike force from the other realm should already be descending on the dragon lands, collapsing Aurelion’s rear guard, forcing him to split his army. But the sky remains empty. No signal fires. No dragon calls. Nothing. For a moment the truth presses against my mind. Jakob had told the truth. The dragons who once swore loyalty to me, to our ideals, had been easily taken out by the kings guard. Idiots, cowards, weaklings the lot of them. My claws tighten. Fine. I will rule both realms alone. A roar erupts somewhere above the city. Aurelion. The sound echoes across the battlefield like thunder.

“Hm, where should I begin…” Inhaling deeply, I gathered my thoughts, then began. “Well…” I started, “here in the Lycan Realm, you know how there’s only one empire, right? And the Lycan Kings rule everything?” Pearl nodded eagerly. “Yes! Daddy Damon always says they rule over everyone.” “Exactly,” I murmured. “Here in the Lycan Empire, everything is under one rule, one throne, and one authority with the Lycan Kings presiding over everyone. But in the Werewolf Realm, we don’t have an empire, we have kingdoms.”

"The balance bloodlines have proven your worth. But the Warlord is only the vanguard. The true Void Lord… has already woken from eternal nothingness." The sky turned pitch black in an instant. Beyond the broken rifts, a boundless terrifying presence locked onto our world. The ultimate enemy of all realms… was coming.

she said as she took a seat on the armchair facing the bed with crossed legs. Providence was the largest private military and security contractor in Hyperion, they were the de facto authority that policed a majority of the territories. "It's a pretty hard to believe story," Terror said "I can believe a lot," she said, crossing her arms "Do you believe in fairy tales?" he said then "Depends on the fairy tale, I guess," she shrugged Terror took a breath before explaining, "Have you heard the stories of the first ones?" "You mean the Originals?" Nya asked.