Solo Leveling Dragon Monarch Novels & Stories

The man they were here for was the Dark Monarch of the Northern Frontier, a pillar of the nation, and one of the pinnacle figures of power in Drakonia! By establishing a relationship with the Dark Monarch, they could soar to great heights with limitless prospects! "It seems that you both have also heard the news. The Dark Monarch has been frequenting this restaurant that's popular for matchmaking lately," Matthew said with a smirk. "Looks like I'll have to keep a close watch from now on. Can't let you guys get ahead of me!"

Goko took a step forward “Nuri, you are a Queen and one of the most fierce archdragons to roam this world… a fickle thing such as love should not be weighing you down” She looked at both Winstrain and Goko, sighed and nodded, she turned her back, spreading her majestic wings she took to the skies in direction of Mount Inferno Vertex, feeling the wind beneath her wings, she realized that nobody would understand her heart… yes she was a queen of dragons, the most fierce of them all, yet she longed to be in the heavenly glow of true love, she yearned for a family of her own. Surrounded by so many, never had Nuri felt more alone.

Her lips curve into a smile, eyes bright. It is Alfred, next, whose shoulders sag with relief so intense one might taste it. They are roars, he realizes, as the sounds draw closer. “What is that noise,” Duchess Clair asks sharply in the frozen room. Darla stands, as does Alfred. “It is your daughter, Duchess,” she laughs. “Lady Alcina, the dragonlord. Stormbringer.” * * * * * * * * * * The dragons land with twin roars, making the ground beneath them shake with the weight of their descent.

"You two? The Secret Sect? I suggest you leave quietly. I've already killed plenty of the Secret Sect's members today. Don't push your luck, or you'll end up just like them." "Kill us?" The two men were momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter. "Kid, I'll admit you've exceeded our expectations. Killing direct disciples proves you're talented. But we're stage-nine martial monarchs. Even if we fight someone of equal rank, you won't gain any advantage." "Not to mention, we're both mid-stage stage-nine martial monarchs. What could you possibly do to challenge us?" They sneered, their faces full of mockery. The martial monarch realm had immense gaps between each level. This was the differenc

The world seemed to slow around Rex as he absorbed the crazak queen's words. The godking continued his transformation at the center of the ritual circle, void energy crackling around him like black lightning. The tear in reality pulsed ominously overhead, its edges fraying as the ritual's purpose shifted from convergence to pure destruction. "The dragon bond must become a conduit," Queen Ullysarius explained, her multifaceted eyes reflecting the chaos surrounding them. "You must channel the void energy through yourself and into your bracelet, where your dragon can contain and neutralize it."

If they believe I hate the Terrans, maybe they’ll offer me a spot on the crew. If that doesn’t work, I plan on knocking someone out and taking their spot. I’ll hide in the steering if I must. Either way, I’m going to be on that boat before it sets sail. People slowly start to filter in. I see a few members of the crew who wave and smile as I strum the lute, warming my voice with a few sea shanties as the crowd slowly gathers. As a dragon, my life is ten times that of a human, and over the last century, I've refined my skills, learning from the best masters. At this point, the trick is to make sure I don't sound too perfect. I need to keep them all from suspecting the truth. So as I play, I m

"You also know that werewolf magic is divided into different ranks. You possess the power of the ancient dragon, which is the highest power ever for the Red Alpha. But if you want to become strong, you need to level up. The dragon will awaken as long as the energy reaches the highest altitude. Each time it awakens a yellow ring of light surrounds it. Currently, only in the early level 1, the highest level for werewolf magic is ten. It's a long way from being able to wake up fully. First of all, you need to choose a pet. It will be a great help every time you go to battle," It pointed to the long line of strange animals and said to Hana, "You just have to close your eyes, put your hands forwa

The room stood with him — automatic, instinctive, the specific gravity of his authority pulling everyone upright before they had decided to rise. "Seal the palace," he said to Drex. "Every entrance. Every exit. Every window in every corridor." He looked at the soldier in the doorway. "Double the guard rotation. Nobody moves through this building without being seen." He looked at me. "Stay in the east wing until I tell you otherwise." "Zaron—" I started. "Please," he said. One word. From Zaron Draketh, King of the Dragon Realm, three hundred and twenty seven years old and not once in living memory observed to have said please to anyone about anything.

He replied. “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, feeling defensive and angry towards this man. “Ever liked dragons?” He asked, completely ignoring my question. “What has my likings, anything to do with this?!” I raised my voice at the ignorance he gave me. “It has everything to do with it.” He retorted back. “Excuse me?” “You, little human, belong in my realm now. You’re my mate.” He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.”

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”