Overlord Dragons Novels & Stories

My father then came back home wounded, it was a terrible fight. " The demon warlords came into existence alongside the dragons. It was said that one of the dragons had turned evil, and because of this the supreme created a rider for the dragon lost its power and fully accepted dark forces. Then centuries later, the demon warlords appeared, threatening our existence by killing the Dragonlord. This was the same as killing a Dragon, if the Dragon rider leaves, then his dragon once killed can be reborn. But if a dragon rider dies –" "The Dragon dies with him," I said, completing his sentence. I immediately went silent to listen to the story. This was actually the first time my father and I had s

Among the Six, he's the only one who doesn't seem uptight like the rest of them. For the rest of my stay in the hospital, I keep receiving visits from Landon and Dakota's family as well. I have gathered information about my mission. Apparently, I am to find the seals. Moreso, I can only do that if I stick to a particular person who bears the name, Dashiell Gryphon. According to Landon, he's a dragon Lord who wants to use the seals for evil purposes. To worsen it all, he's the jerk who had murdered me. I'm willing to do my best. ..

Alpha king Ozar. I am known as Alpha King Ozar throughout the connecting territories of the adjoining homelands tied by rivers and borders. I am the last kind of the dragon wolf bloodline. A dragon bloodline wolf is a mythical creature that combines the strength and ferocity of a wolf with the majestic power and resilience associated with dragons. I control a kingdom of wolves who are at the top hierarchy of the food chain, the Kingdom of Orizon—a generation of dragon blood wolves whom are built differently than the average wolves.

“Twenty-two. We’re going to be very busy, Cal.” “You realize that means that in one try, we’ll have more than doubled the population of dragons with pure dragons, Eliane.” “Ancalagon, I’m pretty sure you were the last of the pure dragons. The ones Oliver created weren’t pure, even I’m not a pure dragon.” “Your dragon eggs are though, Eliane. They are pure dragon eggs. For everything that Oliver did to try and control dragon evolution and population, he wasn’t able to keep you from producing pure dragon eggs. That’s probably because my mate is so amazing.”

They were death among life. Sunken eyes, rotting flesh, armor made of dragon hide. Death didn’t hide the fact they were generals. High-ranking ones from wars long gone. She understood, or at least guessed, at how they got the name. It was nightmarish to behold. Shivers shook her frame, dotting her flesh with goosebumps. Their mere presence triggered images of dark deeds, inflicting paralyzing fear. Evrah shook herself free of it, but she didn’t know how long she had been frozen in place. She dropped to her knees, checking the scene before she made her move.

The Colosseum arena was packed full of Different dragons. The arena is similar to Roman stadium structures with pillars about it. There are three major types of dragons that make up a clan. The adult dragons are seated in front. They are one of the most powerful and famous dragons know to man. They are large with scales and can burn down an entire city in seconds. The warm-ly dragons, they are more like serpent dragons with long bodies and legs ranging from four to eight legs, they more like powerful massagers and subdivided into various earth dragon. The worm-ly with intelligence that transforms into humans flesh but has elves ears are known as vouivre.

This was more than a war of physicality; it was a contest of spirits fueled by love and vengeance. All around me, my pack surged forward like a tidal wave, wolves overcoming soldiers with primal ferocity. As I caught a glimpse of Olivia soaring overhead on a dragon's back, a wild joy lit me from within. Her presence was like a beacon, a promise that drove me onward, deeper into the heart of conflict. My attention was wrenched upward by the tumultuous struggle above. There, in the sky, dragons twisted and turned in an aerial ballet of might and desperation. King Nicholas and his son, Elijah, battled with a fury that seemed to rend the sky itself.

Back at the Beast Hall's Book Collection Vault in Desolate Grounds city, there was an ancient text that had spoken about the Blazing Overlord Lions. These lions were just like other lions, only that their bloodline were extremely peculiar. Unlike normal lions, the Blazing Overlord Lions had a scorching orange flame as fur. They also had the dragon bloodline mixed with theirs, and as such, if they claimed to be second strongest in the animal kingdom of their cultivation realm, then no animal would dare claim to be first.

He towered over Drake in this form, but Drake didn’t flinch away from him. “If you can’t pull your head out of that little cunt, I’ll have to send someone else. Especially now that the dragons are involved. We are running out of time. If the flames merge, it will cause us a great deal of trouble.” Drake nodded his head. “It’s time for the demons to overthrow the dragons and claim our rightful place as the most powerful race known to the supernatural world.”

They've been quiet and silent for centuries now and no one bothered them. ÖLCÁ The kingdom of dragons and the beholder of fire. ÖLCÁ, the second most powerful kingdom of all other kingdoms. Like the two kingdoms, this kingdom also cut ties and stopped connecting to the outside world. For the other kingdom treat their dragons as monsters and slaughter them like a pig, the king of ÖLCÁ tries to slowly let them understand the purpose and the use of dragons to the other kingdoms but they won't tolerate him instead they continue harming and treating their raise as a monster.