Camelot Kingdom Novels & Stories

"I'm listening." "I don't really know, but I've been making my research for the last few days now, and they led me to you. The one that constructs the destiny of a great kingdom. It's like an Oracle." She stopped to stare at me, trying to make sure I digested all she'd been feeding me, and continued again after getting the reply she wanted from my already upturned eye brows and a 'what are you waiting for' hand gesture. "The great kingdom here is Talot. Well, at least with what I found out, this kingdom produces the largest weapon in the whole of history. Weapon represents a battle tool for greatness, and the one who constructs a great kingdom would most likely be the king or queen of the ki

King Uther got down on his knees and stretched his arms out wide while Calista ran right into them. She wrapped her little arms around his big neck and kissed his cheek, “I’m Calista, your granddaughter.” King Uther laughed as he hugged her tightly, “I’m King Uther of the Dragon Kingdom of the North, your great grandpa. The lady behind me is Queen Chumani, your great grandma.” Calista giggled, “I have A LOT of grandmas and grandpas. That makes me happy.”

Then Kingsley immediately gets inside the carriage while William shakes his head to cool his head then follows Kingsley inside. They have traveled to different Kingdom, namely, The Silverfang Kingdom, The Vermin Kingdom, The Roselia Kingdom, and lastly, The Jumiere Kingdom. To their surprise, they have gathered eight ladies, and they both wonder if someone is willing to join in the Jumiere Kingdom. Since the Kingdom of Jumiere does not value a second chance mate. They value their first mate above all. Once you get rejected by your first mate, you will always be refused until your last day and will be a sacrifice for the Kingdom in a war or transaction like the slave trade.

Noah whispered, “Ace?” “Stay where you are.” Something beeped. Once. Twice. Then every computer screen in the office switched on. A message appeared across all of them. YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT THE PAST BURIED !!! Noah’s blood ran cold and immediately had a cold feet Ace stepped toward the nearest computer. Another message appeared. NOW THE KINGDOM WILL FALL. Then the screens went black. For several seconds, neither man spoke. Finally Noah whispered, “I officially hate tonight.” Ace pulled out his phone.

" when do you begin your journey?" "In a week. At Dawn." "You will stay at the castle till then." It wasn't a question "Thank you, your majesty." " Ànemos, please speak to Marietta, she will take care of it." " yes your majesty." "You may both leave." They both bowed their heads briefly and turned to leave, leaving the king alone in his throne room, his heart heavier than he'd ever known it. ****

KING RAGNAR LOTHBROK and his crew were away for nearly six months when they returned, bearing news of their triumphant raid. The people of Kattegat sang their praises, welcoming their beloved warriors back to town with jubilant cheers. Sophie stood beside Helen and the other slaves, a little away from the boisterous crowd, observing the Lothbrok family's reunion. Rollo's absence was notable, considering he was renowned as one of the best warriors. She watched the famous priest, Athelstan, whom she had yet to meet, warmly greet Queen Aslaug and Ivar, a display of affection that made Sophie wonder if she would ever hold them in such high regard.

But before I can stitch together any sort of half-cocked wrench in his plans, I hear the clang of two weapons falling to the ground on the other side of the prairie. I can feel the simultaneous hope and surprise emanating from Coltain. “Do you surrender the crown?” he yells with a smile. “If I surrender,” Alexander calls, “you will allow me to recuperate my mate.” “If you surrender,” Coltain retorts, “I will allow you to come fight for her life instead of beheading her before you can cross this prairie.” I have to do something to help my mate, to protect our kingdom. It’s not that I want the lycans in charge. I know that things need to change.

Derek's POV This couldn’t be happening. Not to me. Of all the men in the kingdom, I, the King of Drogomor palace, had to be the first to be mated to the same gender. My jaw clenched as I watched Abigail beam beside her newest chosen omega—Nicolas, that was what I heard her call him. Just a slender boy with wide eyes and pretty features. The irony was enough to choke on. The one person who my wolf had chosen, my destined mate, was the same person my ever bold sister paraded in front of the court as her newest conquest. And no one even blinked an eye.

“You must reject Tatum for you to recognise me as your second chance mate and then the kingdom will be yours, little doll.” Carmela smiles nervously at him, her heart pounding. Is there something Lithoha can do to this effect because Tatum is not her mate, her father killed her real mate when he came to claim her on the day she turned eighteen. No one else knows this but the two of them, another one of their many secrets. “I will reject him for you my king,” she replies in a soft coquettish one, “but may I plead for a little time, it will not be so easy, considering our circumstance.”

“Come in, Laleth and Lolitia,” she said and quickly fixed the quilt on her body. Her eyes were on the floor staring at her beautiful nightgown that was mercilessly whacked by Kaylon. She heaves deep sighs feeling disappointed because she was aware that it's not easy to produce even a single clothing — it needs money. And it's not easy to get money. Especially for Kaylon who is an Alpha and needs to support his whole kingdom and people.