Building A Kingdom Novels & Stories

They had all been strangers. Now...They argued over pancakes. Teased each other without restraint. Shared meals. Shared burdens. Shared hope. Inferno's quiet voice drifted through my thoughts. "This is how kingdoms truly begin." Not with crowns. Not with conquest. With a table full of people who refused to let one another stand alone.

No wonder why the other kingdoms are warry to invade them. "You said seven your Majesty, but, you only mentioned six kingdoms." Nicholai stated. "And the last one kingdom was the one who gave strength to the six kingdoms, it is called the Light kingdom." His father said. To his surprised, E.J gasped surpisingly. His reaction is comical. As if, he couldn't believe of what he has just heard. "You meant Luminous kingdom are the other seven pillars of leadership?" E.J asked shock. How can he forget. Luminous was also known as Light kingdom. No wonder why E,J reacted that way. But, his reaction was over dramatic. To their surprised, Nicholai hit slightly E.J's nape.

“But, isn’t Kingdom Ranch successful?” “To an extent.” “What do you mean?” “Business is good but not at the scale Andreas dreams. He has been investing like crazy in new machinery, new procedures, and new ways to do things. It has worked for the most part. The main reason he acquired your family’s land was to test all that and for what it seems, we made enough sound for investors to come calling.” “No one said anything to me.” “Oh honey, men swear to god that women can’t understand business.”

It’s almost dark, and he is doing his usual end-of-day checking of the things I have learned. “All the human families who served and gained recognition during the war are given their own kingdoms to rule. So, from a single Kingdom, humans are divided into different lands. And the Pitchford is the thirteenth Kingdom founded since the war of hundred years ago.” “And the name of the original Kingdom?” “Orttenburg.” “Correct, tomorrow, we will—” “Harbin!” I look at the sound of the voice. It’s Theo. “King Eugene Theo Pitchford,” Harbin starts. “You are not allowed in this room. You have other documents that you need to finish right?”

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 dwarf said very angrily as he looked at Matteo who was standing behind him “Don’t tell me that you are angry because I refused to help you kill the king and take his position.” The dwarf looked at him with great annoyance, as he poured himself some drink “Do you like the view of me moving stones all day?” Matteo laughed loudly before taking the cup to drink it in one go “There is no need to feel so angry. The king is also moving the stones. They say they want to build their kingdom here in this place.” The dwarf looked at the land that was being built by a group of dwarves, and some of the fields that they had begun to cultivate

When everyone boarded the car, Jason sat next to Simon, realizing that he was now not only a voter, but also a personal manager for this potential supermodel. Six models met to shoot a commercial for an online game about angels and devils, with a narrative based on dragons and fairy tales. According to speculations, “The Angel King” is financed by Clare Fashion Company, and this is a Chinese-style online game that reaches the worldwide market, properly constructed, taking only the products they play into consideration. It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it.

"You are thinking so far ahead... the war is over. No one can threaten your position anymore. You will live a long life and Omar will be ready when you're gone. There is no need for this..." "And what if all those things are not true? There is always a chance." "The kingdom survived regencies before. Greedy mothers, young kings. It survived bad kings too." Astrid still tries to convince him even though the king seems more than determined in his plans. "There is news from across the sea..." This time his expression leaves no room for arguing. "The spies send descriptions of a fleet being built. Of huge arrow launchers. Powerful enough to destroy castles..." "Powerful enough to kill a dragon?"

I suppressed my shaking, knowing that if I started to shiver I would not stop, and I tried to figure out why I was taken. I supposed it was a political play. I knew that Erik had many enemies who would love to see him usurped from the throne. The Four Kingdoms of our Realm were in constant strife with each other. Not one kingdom is able to see how the other three benefit them. This always confused me. Each kingdom contributes something to the survival of the other three kingdoms and, in return, receives from them. For example, we have one kingdom that does mostly agriculture, but because of layout of the land, does not have many large animals to provide tallow, furs and meats for consu

She couldn’t have broken it. And soon, I would show her the throne I intended to build with her beside me. Crimson Pack, my pack, would be the beginning. After that…? The Fiato Kingdom itself. Why not? The twin kings were soft, distracted, too young to hold that much authority without guidance. Mia would see that. She would help me reshape the world. I turned away from the mirror, collecting the stack of papers I had prepared for the meeting. Strategic expansions. Clauses for new alliances. Plans for unifying the rogue territories. And on the top, sketches, rough yet powerful, of a ceremonial hall I wanted built.