Camellia Mastering The Three Kingdoms As Alice Novels & Stories

She granted the Kingdom of Autumn to Folium, a very serious and determined man, who believed his kingdom was the mightiest, making him bitter and jealous, taking whatever he wanted, because no one could stop him on his path to ultimate power. She granted the Kingdom of Spring to Spirit, a happy and joyful man, created in the Mother’s image, with a desire to nurture, grow, and be one with nature. He was a gentle and welcoming man, using his abilities—his green fingers—to improve all five kingdoms. The Mother herself would rule the sixth kingdom, which would shine over all the other kingdoms, giving them light and happiness, granting love and devotion, respect and honor. Therefore, the differe

Before the witch helped me go back in time, she had warned me about the terms coming with this spell. “You can change your path, but fate always demand a price.” Once I returned, I would have to fulfill three of Noah’s wishes. This time, we would no longer be trapped in this mate bond anymore. At the Werewolf Council, due to Noah’s special position as the Alpha, we had a lot of documents to sign. On the form’s last page, we needed to sign our names. I watched Noah sign his quickly, then he walked away. I hesitated for a moment.

The sound echoed. He smirked and rubbed his cheek as he focused his gaze on her. The audience above gasped, then laughed. Camela looked around. “I don’t want your crown,” she said. “I don’t want your kingdom.” Vincent’s face turned cold. “Then die like a peasant.” He snapped his fingers. The floor beneath her cracked again. Camela fell— Into fire. Camela screamed as flames rose around her. But in the fire—a shadow moved. Someone else was there watching and smiling. And as the fire closed in— She heard a voice low and familiar. A female. “Daughter.”

Many high-born she-wolves in the Royal Capital had attempted to grow it for its beauty, but only one had succeeded: Beta Prime Marcus’s daughter, Cassandra. In the entire Capital, there was only one pot of this flower. *** In the Royal Study, the air was thick enough to choke on. Alpha King Alaric and Luna Queen Eleanor sat on the dais, their faces masks of icy rage. Beta Prime Marcus and Elder Pei entered, sensing the hostility immediately. The pheromones in the room were aggressive, screaming *danger*. They exchanged a confused glance before bowing. "We greet the Alpha King and Luna Queen." Alaric’s voice was a thunderclap. "Elder Pei, you possess a massive amount of gall! You dare poison

“I didn’t tear the doll apart, Alpha, but I did notice some strange red flowers inside the box. They had a terrible smell.” “Flowers?” I repeated, my brows drawing together. “Describe them.” “They were small, rare, red with yellow stamens. It looks like a sculpted flower,” she said, scratching her head. “I had never seen anything like them before. I meant to ask about them but forgot later.” Sculpted flower but natural. Middlemist Red Camellia. It had to be. The rarest flower in the territory. I pulled out my phone, searched for a picture, and held it up to her. “Did they look like this?”

"This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo." "It is an honor, King Kenzo," she said as she bowed her head, and curtsied slightly. Her legs were trembling too badly for her to fully bend her legs for it, but he didn't seem to notice. "You just shifted," was how he responded, fire in his eyes that seemed to make Kendra feel like she was melting. "Y-yes sir," she stammered before standing up fully, though she kept her eyes down again. She wasn't sure where to look.

Darian recoiled. Still kneeling, Silas called hoarsely, "Evelyn—" I raised my hand. The three scales flew from their palms into mine. In front of everyone, I gently closed my fingers around them. The scales shattered into dust. Lucas coughed up blood and reached for the drifting powder. "Evelyn!" he roared. "You can't do this to me. We've known each other for 20 years!" "Twenty years," I repeated softly. "And you broke your promise on Kassan's very first day here.

I turned my chair to face them both, grateful for the new focus. "I was telling Amelia about a dream I had of my mother," I explained. "She told me a story... she spoke of a vast, beautiful field of flowers that concealed the fae kingdom, from the outside world." I paused, the memory feeling more real than the room around me. "She said only those native to the land could find the way in—that there was a secret they would recognize not with their minds, but with their souls." Cassius’s gaze fell to the floor, a shadow passing over his features. "Aelindoria was always surrounded by flowers," he said, his voice distant, heavy with nostalgia. "But it was never hidden. We welcomed trade with huma

His lips curved to a side, "But then, they keep forgetting that Bami is a breastfeeding mother." Her eyes widened, "She...." He nodded. "She breastfed me for three good months." "Oh Creator...." Tenderness filled Lyra's heart. She had always wondered how deeply Bami loves the king so wholeheartedly. She was a nanny to him and Princess Aliya so many years years ago. And now this.... Blue empty eyes searched her face. "I can't trade that woman and her child for anything. When Valen saw that I didn't die, he started a hell fire for me."

Claire’s face turned completely white, tears welling in her eyes as she stumbled backward, utterly humiliated in front of the entire academy. Derek turned back to me, his expression shifting into a pleading smirk. He took a step closer, lowering his voice, trying to project an intimacy that didn't exist. "See, Leah? I’m cleaning house. I know we had our misunderstandings when you were hiding your identity, but a true Alpha Princess needs a real Southern king, not a brutal Northern warlord who treats you like a political asset. Our wolves know the truth. We are fated." Before I could answer, a dark shadow fell over the courtyard.