Novel & Cerita Ashes Of The Kingdom

He came out as soon as he heard my bike. “What happened? I am not supposed to see you for a couple of days” He looked at me worried and I knew his anxiety was going nuts. “I have some information that might interest you” I grinned as I walked past him into his house. I went to the kitchen and flicked on the jug. He sat at the dining room table and watched me. “What kind of news?” “I know who The King is.” “No one knows who he is, he is like a ghost.” “Oh, I know, and the bastard has something that belongs to me.”

“Good. The excitement last night keep you up?” “No, not for too long. I managed to go back to sleep. Does that happen to you often?” With a shrug, King gave his pan of food a stir. “Sometimes. I am afraid I have many enemies. But I don’t worry so much. I have lots of defenses all around to keep them away from my home.” “I saw that.” Rome really didn’t want to go into everything that he’d seen. “Well, if you don’t mind, I think we’ll ask you to help us with our disguises, and then, we’ll be out of your hair.”

“And when will you tell the kingdom that their new Queen is a human?” Ash stated loudly a large sinister smile on his face. My heart pounded in my chest. This is it. This is the moment the kingdom revolts against Nikolai. This is the moment that everyone I love dies. This love I found with Nikolai, it’s too good to be true. Everything and anything I care about eventually dies. My parents, my baby sister, my best friend Karina from the village. And now Nikolai, Nevaeh, Draq, Dru, and Kade where all going to die. And there would be nothing I could do to save them.

“Let’s do it.” I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before, but hopefully it proves to be true. After running up to Leana’s bedroom, I grab the dirty, burnt shirt she was wearing and meet Cassian at the airstrip. Then we take a squadron of our best tracker warriors and make our way to the desolate ruins of Silver Crown, hoping this time it leads to something. The scorched kingdom feels like a graveyard of memories. Ash and smoke linger in the air, the aftermath of fire and loss; it still baffles me as to why her mother felt the need to kill an entire kingdom.

But beneath the ruins, someone always watched. Far above the city, Ash perched on a cliff, overlooking Vienna. Her copper-gold eyes caught the flames, reflecting devastation as if it were a mirror of her own ascent. Her crown, dented and blackened, still rested on her head. Behind her, the remnants of her army stirred silently, ghosts of a fallen empire. She had survived the twin infernos not unscathed, but alive. Every sinew a testament to fire and willpower. “Mother,” Ash murmured, voice soft yet filled with danger. “The game begins.”

Tears — hot, silent, entirely without permission — tracked down her pale face, spilling over lips she hadn't realized were trembling. She wasn't supposed to feel anything close to this. She was a weapon. Weapons didn't bleed from somewhere as soft and unguarded as the heart. But standing across the room from Alex Voss — the man who'd used her as a shadow of someone else while quietly ruling an entire hidden kingdom underneath his own polished company — the sheer, total finality of the deception broke whatever dam had been holding the rest of her upright. The tears didn't stop. A heavy, wrenching sob tore loose from somewhere low in her throat as she stared at the stranger who, it turned out,

Let everything go back to normal. Normal. The word tasted like ash. I turned the water off and stood dripping in the quiet. Steam swirled around me thick and heavy. But I didn’t want normal, all I want is her. And that scared me more than any slap Ethan could throw.

"My goodness! We actually have a thief in our office. No wonder my biscuits and snacks kept going missing from my table!" Vernon stood next to Peggy. After ordering security to block off all exits, they began searching everyone. Once it was my turn, I set the box down so I could cooperate with the search. Clearly, Vernon was momentarily startled upon noticing the asteroid figurine at the very top of the box. However, he still asked security to dump all the contents of the box onto the floor. Everything fell to the floor with a loud crash. The figurine was completely smashed to bits. It was like my relationship of six years with Vernon. Once there were cracks, things between us could never be

Sadness. I glanced down at the letter still clutched in my hand, the paper fragile and crumpled from my grip. Slowly, I allowed a sliver of lightning to dance along its edges, watching as the parchment caught fire. The flames consumed the letter quickly, reducing it to ash in seconds, and I let the remains fall to the table in a blackened heap. Ashes. Just like everything else in this cursed palace. I stormed out of the throne room, my footsteps heavy and my thoughts darker than the night itself. The halls were quiet, too quiet, and every echo of my boots against the stone reminded me of how alone I truly was about to become.

He wasn't moving either. He collapsed? 'What a waste.' Ace cursed.