Conqueror From A Dying Kingdom Novels & Stories

“You wanted a Queen to bend. Instead, you have a Queen who commands. You wanted to hide your rule behind fear. Instead, I will rule with strength and mercy. And you will not stop me.” The last echoes rang in the stone as the defenders parted, clearing a path toward Layla. The Hollow Crown advanced, not as intruders now, but as sovereigns reclaiming what was theirs.

My father fell critically ill, a cruel twist of fate that left him clinging to life. He wanted me back, of course. He wanted me to take over the reins of Miller Enterprise, to carry on the family legacy which he couldn’t bear to give to a stranger. But I refused. This was my way of revenge. I will let him die utterly alone with him realising he was going to lose everything he worked hard for. The company he strived to build while letting my mother die in silence alone. I wanted him to be miserable. “How could I, a gay disappointment, a stain on your pristine image, be entrusted with such a responsibility?” I sneered.

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy…but it didn’t feel like mercy.

A few miles from the kingdom, the winds are crying, whining in pain and remorse for those who died and, unfortunately, are about to die in battle. I met up with the high priest of their kingdom, a widely known powerful healer. Inside the once beautiful chapel, are the injured and dead soldiers brought back from the battle. Seeing them now, I could now see and painstakingly come to knowledge and terms that this has gone too far. Now that the dark forest is about to go down, still without an heir to lead them, they have become bloodthirsty and are wreaking havoc on our whole world, trying to bring us all down together with them.

He looked at the silver scar on my arm. "Esmeralda," he said, his voice carrying effortlessly across the mud. "You look... different." "The word you're looking for is 'alive,' Thorne," I said, my voice steady. "Despite your father’s best efforts." Thorne flinched at the mention of Dominic, but he didn't look away. "My father is dead. The corruption he brought to this land is his legacy, not mine. I am the King now. And as King, I cannot allow a Rogue army to occupy the sacred lands of the south."

"Very well, Conner. The time is ripe for us to rise, to assert our dominance and claim what is rightfully ours." Conner inclined his head, his loyalty evident in his gesture. "Your will is our guide, my Queen. The vampire kingdom shall thrive under your rule. We will be ready soon to wage the war and nobody shall escape us.” A flicker of anticipation danced within the queen's crimson eyes as she gazed out across her hall, her kingdom, and the darkness that lay beyond. "Soon, Conner," she murmured, "Our reign will cast a shadow that stretches across realms. And I shall be the only queen to rule the supernatural realm.”

Returning to her usual apathetic appearance, Jame looked back at me and laughed, "Misa, those who know a lot often die very quickly. Try to be careful, and this game seems to be going on." Jame drilled the pregnancy away. I'm glad I still have a chance to keep living. But the more worried, the more the forest of training from tomorrow onwards is not simply a search for a way out. I'm sure the number of traps will increase even more. Jame was determined not to let me live. I alone had to fight the three strongest humans in this kingdom. The road ahead becomes more difficult for a wolf-like me.

But, at this sight that would have melted even the most hardened warriors, Jupiter simply sneered derisively in the cruelest way possible. "I am sorry, but you are a thorn on my path. My wish is to conquer. That's why I am the Conqueror King. You can discard everything for me, but I will never do the same. Your light is simply shining too brightly, and people are doubting my power. So, you need to vanish." His words struck Edea dumb so much so that even her incessant sobbing had stopped, she threw an incredulous look at Jupiter as she blankly asked.

declared King Groendez, and continued, "I will sacrifice everything in this war and will lead it myself." “Pardon?" Adro stared at his father, whose face was getting more strained each day. "King Groendez, are you sure?" asked King Pentapore. "Julius won't hold back this time. He will destroy my kingdom and kill my people—women and children. This will be the greatest and final war. If I have to die, I'll die in this battle," proclaimed King Groendez. Then he turned to Adro. "In the Groendez clan, every eldest son possesses the greatest inherited power. It is marked by the brightness of our crystal eyes. That’s why, Prince Adro, you are needed in this war."

That’s how he was able to take down the two kingdoms. They let their guard down because they didn’t expect it. The mysterious conqueror turned out to be one of the kings of Astra. Vaelor of Kael. “Well who would have guessed that.” I turned to Cassian, raising an eyebrow.