Overlord Dragons Novels & Stories

His long coat moves softly around him as he crosses into this world, his bi-colored eyes immediately finding mine across the clearing. But he is not alone. Behind him— Others follow. Fae warriors step through the bridge in quiet formation, their movements graceful and deadly, armor shimmering faintly with ancient magic. And among them— Dragons. Not the dragons of Emberhold. These dragons carry the scent of the other realm, their wings darker, their presence heavy with the old power that shaped the world before the barrier was ever raised. They land along the edges of the clearing, watching everything carefully. The army behind my father is not large.

“Back in the day they experimented on all other species and tried to blame it on werewolves and vampires. The endgame seemed to be to wipe out those two species specifically, but I don’t know why exactly.” “So dark faes, demons, fairies, witches..” “Dragons.” The room takes a sharp intake of breath at the mention of dragons. Tilara leans back, flipping her hair back and nods to her mate. “That is not funny Oloron.” Mom says, her eyes solely on my uncle. “Do I look like I’m joking around?” He asks, staring right back at mom. “Dragons are not real.” Drake says, earning a scorching look from uncle Oloron that makes him slightly pale.

I brushed the crumbs from my hands and looked toward the golden sea beneath the sunset. "Territory taken by force will eventually be taken by someone else." I turned to him calmly. "I just want to raise fish properly." "Lord, a merchant ship has brought news from far away." Captain White entered my shelter, his face looking grim. "What news?" "To the east, there's a large faction called the Dragon Court. They're absorbing every fleet they can find. To the west, the Deep-Sea Cult has appeared. They hunt tamed sea beasts, claiming that all marine life belongs only to the Sea God."

Not just any dragon. They were dragons too—every one of them born with wings and claws, fire in their lungs. But he was the Warlord. The King they had once feared and followed not because of birthright, but because of power. His wings could darken the sun. His roar had shattered mountain passes. They had called him king not out of respect, but survival. And they had forgotten. Until now. Sera didn’t scream. She just stood there, arms still outstretched, as if her body might shield them from a god.

As the Darkscale's tail crashed into the lake deafeningly, it kicked up a tidal wave over dozens of feet tall, while the ground quaked like it would crack! "Argh!" Two more were caught in the crashing wave as it surged! Everyone turned pale in shock. A Monarch-class beast! Did they even stand a chance?! Even the youths who had just returned from Imperium were Demi-Rulers and not actually Ruler ranks! Oner grimaced but shouted, "Everyone, let's work together and take down the dragon for now!" He was a Demi-Ruler, but he didn't have the confidence to beat it—its black scales looked especially tough too!

“Ascension of the Nine Dragons! Kill!” Darryl ordered, pointing at the hundreds of soldiers in front of him. The nine long dragons whizzed in the direction Darryl pointed out, tearing through the air as they passed by. ‘What? Isn’t he just a saint king level? Why is his aura so terrifying? What are these huge beasts?’ Teddy was shocked and panic-stricken. Dragons did not exist in the Roland Continent, so Teddy had no idea what the nine golden dragons Darryl transformed were, but he felt a terrifying aura and was in a panic.

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

Ember’s hands had gone in instinctual protection to cradle the evidence of her pregnancy and her eyes met his in shared distress. Salamen’s words had truth behind them, Samuel acknowledged to himself as he crossed to stand with Ember, putting his arm around her, but he would never let Ember know of it. “We dragons have had multiple births this season,” he told the assembled dragons. “More than every season preceding it for decades. Across multiple bloodlines. Ember is right. Whilst the corporeal forms of the Goddess and Gods have disappeared from our world, and their descendants are under attack, the fact that dragons are seeing an increase is a sign that we are meant to fight this. The time

Complicated creatures, dragons, I think to myself. As I reminisce, we had made our way down to the dragon den and came up to Ying. The majestic animal has only grown again since last I saw him, his sheer size a site to behold! His majesty left everybody who ever saw him in awe. Kal himself made Ying, a very long time ago, in fact at the dawn of time. Second in size only to Kal, Ying’s glistening scales looked almost like gold, but with this green, almost emerald hue to him. His deep green eyes studied me carefully and I fought with all I had to keep him out of my thoughts. Dragons and dragon magic are highly dangerous, even to the creatures like me. One of their traits was mind control, and