The Unrivaled Dragon King Novels & Stories

“I’m still what, Lord Jared? Though I’m only twelve, I am no longer a baby. If I don’t know what is happening in my own kingdom, how can I be expected to learn to rule wisely?” Jared unclenched his fist and sighed. “As you wish, Princess Wren. I will tell you. We were about to capture the Inhumane who stole from us when we….” he stammered. The king nodded his head. Jared knelt down, lowering his eyes, and continued, “We were confronted by a dragon.” The king stood up in shock. Terror swept his features. “A dragon!” “Yes, my king.” Wren looked at her father in amazement, she’d never seen him in such a state. “Father what does this mean?”

Eventually it was secured in place. They rejoined Zarek in battle, clearing the way as he fought his way to the throne room. Zarek cleaved his enemies in half with brutal efficiency, leaving no prisoners and no time for them to fight back. He was a King. A Dragon King. They severely underestimated him; this their final mistake. Tauric’s men stood no chance.

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

Powerful, undefeated and immortal. "We shall send the firstborn to spy out the human world, to find out what they can use against us and steal the heart of magic from whoever the keeper is. This time, we will secure our victory." Rowal, the sovereign and alpha of the red dragons, bellows his stand on the plan. He is ruthless, cunning and ambitious, silently wanting the throne of power to be his. The gold dragons are just lucky to be favored by their god, their creator, but he believes he is more fit to lead the remaining clans of flying beast.

The dragon emperor looked ahead and saw the spirit form of the woman who had managed to escape the devil king's explosion. "You managed to escape, dear?" asked the dragon emperor, looking at her in surprise. "Of course, who do you think I am? I am Tu Zui, the ruler of this world. How could I just die like that?" she replied harshly to the dragon emperor. She really did not expect that the demon king would blow himself up just to die with his son's body.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

The throne room spins before my eyes so badly as I am jacked up and dragged towards the doors, my bare feet scraping against the floor. I twist, fight, kick around, but it’s no use. Andessa is disposing me away to die not just anywhere. But in Drakarith. At the hands of Azraelyrs Vasileios, the ruthless Dragon King who rules over dragons. A callous barbarian King rumored and famous for his merciless slaughter of those who dare cross him. My father is dead. Sabrina is dead. And soon, I might be too.

Dust rushed up into the air, as it flapped its wide wings before closing them up to it's sides. It rumbled lowly at that, Belladonna could almost feel the vibration. This was the biggest beast she had ever seen in her entire life, it was even bigger than she had imagined it, adding to her fear. The dragon had two colors, one side of it was silver and the other, blue. It had spikes all over its head, down to its neck. That was when she noticed the man that rode the dragon. The dreaded Dragon King himself. He jumped off the dragon, which was a long way to the ground, landing perfectly on one knee.

"You're not allowed in! I've already told Clara to report to the adjudicator that you're feeling unwell and can't compete." His words hit me like a bucket of ice water dumped over my head. I stared at him in disbelief. "Who gave you the right to decide for me? I earned this spot with my own ability!" Erik sneered and looked at me contemptuously. "On the grounds that I'm your mate and the clan's Dragon King! You're just an ordinary human. How could you possibly compare with all these elite dragons? "You took advantage of my name to get ahead, yet you have the nerve to say you earned this spot yourself? You even took it upon yourself to cut off our soul bond. Since you're this malicious, then