Build Kingdom Novels & Stories

Killian looked at his father, "What is it that you want to talk about?" "I want to talk to you about the Southern Kingdom." King Benedict said seriously. The three men in the room froze in tension. Yifa was busy looking at the family fondly but a chill ran down her spine at the sudden seriousness in all of their expressions. What is going on? "What about them?" Killian asked with a hint of sadness in his voice that made Yifa look at him worriedly. "I saw your project about building hospitals and other structures in the rural area and I think to do that you'll need money." King Benedict started while trying to sit up.

The walls are high and thick; it’s going to take time. “The lands are still far from each other; the borders are on the outskirts of Tena, and if we are breaking them, we need to build a whole new city there to connect the two kingdoms into one,” Brandon said, and we all nodded our heads with him. “Why don’t we build a bigger palace? The palace will connect the two kingdoms. We can break the palace in Isak down since it brings terrible memories for me, Maeve, and Odin, and this kingdom can be like a vacation spot for the royal family,” Ario said, and I agreed with it.

I took the opportunity to go around the pack and see if anything needed my attention. I arrived at one of the pack houses, a three story building that looked a bit ancient. Beautifully ancient, though. It was the first pack house the royal family built. The ancient building stood tall and imposing, bearing the marks of centuries past. Its weathered wooden exterior showcased intricate carvings, telling the tales of the pack's history. Moss clung to its walls, adding a touch of earthy green to its aged facade. The scent of aged wood and damp earth filled the air, infusing a sense of nostalgia and mystery.

the covered area of what happened was so big. 'Will we be able to do so? ' Worried, he heard the king yell at him. "Hurry! What are you standing here for?? Move!!" "Yes! Your Majesty!" 'Did we really do the right thing by killing King Alexis? ' Looking at the kingdom, the knight can't help but be worried about the future that the kingdom will face. Compared to those times when King Alexis Voneveir is still in his reign, it was the complete opposite of what they have now.

“Just tell me where I am!” “Okay then” he then started look serious as he was preparing to tell something. “This is the other world. The Inhabitants of this Land call this world Beaume. Compared to your original world, it is not as advanced and modern as you might expect. It’s approximately about halfway through what your world calls the medieval age. This is the time period of war between dominant countries and war against demon creatures.” He explained. He snapped his left hand, and in an instant, brought a cup out of nowhere. He sipped a little before he continued.

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"

“This, sister, is the kingdom of Etherios. You and I are the daughters of the fallen King Samael. Your child is to inherit the throne.” Mitzie stood from her seat, eyes and mouth wide open, trying to take in all that she was seeing. It looked something like a cross between a vast Roman Empire, and a Medieval Kingdom. She didn’t know how that was possible when they were two vastly different looks, but somehow, they worked well together here. There were no other persons around, but she somehow knew there were others that were there. "I really don’t understand. I mean, I love to dream…or excuse me, would love to believe this, but I really don’t know how any of this is possible,” Mitzie said in

She wasn’t just building stone and mortar - she was weaving permanence into roots. Damon’s hand found mine, grounding me. His wolf stirred under his skin, and when I glanced at him, his eyes were softer than I’d ever seen. “This,” he said quietly, almost reverently, “isn’t a kingdom built on ruin. It’s a kingdom built to endure.”

They were the fighters, the protectors of civilization, and our greatest assets according to my father. There were many kingdoms, but only five that stood out in the masses. Each kingdom had an important specialty that made them vital. Arsenal was the kingdom of weaponry and war, aka, the warriors. Chamber was the kingdom of labor and construction, aka, the crafters. Remedy was the kingdom of medicine and healing, aka, the healers. Prune was the kingdom of consumption and the art of farming, aka, the farmers. My kingdom, Oceane, was the kingdom of travel and trade. It was us who brought the other four kingdoms together, forming The Royal Five. We were the kingdom that spent most of our time