Cookie Run Kingdom Kingdom Design Novels & Stories

The rare lineage frequency hummed out from her tiny frame, so perfectly anchored by the Lunar-Vein Obsidian beneath her mattress that it projected nothing but a calm, absolute authority. "My project is about how a kingdom is built," Patrice’s small voice rang out through the microphone, a clear, confident melody that cut straight through the silent assembly. She pointed her tiny index finger to the large drawing sheet on her poster the exact painting of the three sovereigns she had crafted with her silver ink. "A kingdom doesn't stay safe because of big stone walls or high iron gates. It stays safe because the mother locks the corporate registries, and the father stays at the threshold to gu

They were rich enough to compete with the country. “Does Mr. Patel operate online games?” he asked. “Yes.” When I spoke to him, I didn’t dare to say one more word. I was afraid that he would say something wrong. “Is kingdom your company game?” “Yes, it was issued a few years ago. Do you also play games?” I was a little curious. If people like him also know how to play games, I couldn’t help her but ask. “Occasionally! Three years ago, there were players named Queen in the game. Does Mr. Patel know?”

The Kingdom is set up for them to have two rulers because of us if they decided to both take the crown, however, one can simply choose not to become King, the point was, that we both had heirs to the throne and that was what mattered. We also haven't planned to step down anytime soon so our kids can enjoy life for now. I reached home and our daughter had a sleepover at her friends and was not home tonight, M.J. decided to hang out with Bronx and Omar, Omri's kids in the gaming room under the watchful eyes of our Palace Guards. I had eaten at work so I decided to head up and spend time with my beautiful wife tonight and unwind. I brought two wine glasses with me from the kitchenette and her f

“Do we announce dates now that the east hall is near ready. Banners are going up. The courtyards are already full of ribbons and mothers.” “Not now,” I say. “You will get your pageantry later. Right now you will keep your mouth on matters that feed wolves, not seamstresses.” Keane scowls. “The Kingdom needs a Luna.” “The Kingdom needs a border,” I say. “It will have both. Not in that order.” Veylin hides a dry smile. Miri does not bother to hide hers. “Anything else,” I ask the table. Silence answers. “Then we are done.”

Carodia is a country hidden on the globe. The rest of the world thinks it does not exist, but it does. It is very real. Carodia is a kingdom made up of wolf packs, co-existing on common ground. Wars happen. Misunderstandings have claimed many packs over the centuries, but this Kingdom is what the moon goddess has provided for us. The maids are here again. It's been three days since my coronation and trouble looms near. I'm wearing battle clothes instead of a pretty gown to the throne room today. The red Valley pack is fighting a war and I am Luna. I must lead by example.

I know why the taskmaster hates me, and I’ll try to keep it brief. The Werewolf Kingdom is divided into four separate Kingdoms and each of these Kingdoms is ruled by a King. The Northern Kingdom is ruled by King Arnold while his brother King Ethan rules the Eastern Kingdom under which our pack, The Moonshine Pack is a part. The Southern Kingdom is ruled by King Hunter, and the Western Kingdom is ruled by King Garner. Well, back to the topic at hand, the reason the taskmaster hates me is because the King of the Eastern Kingdom is my mate.

Cato said the moment I sat down. “I did. I only found out I was accept a couple of days before the fire started,” “Wait, so you got accepted as the first Queen to enter?” Cora asked even though she knew the answer because I told her once before. “Yes,” She hummed. “There's a lot of Kings that's competing, they might do anything to sabotage you so you'll forfeit,” Coa said and everyone went silent. “Jasmine, Cora's right. They will do anything to make you forfeit, even burning down your kingdom because they know they don't stand a chance against Agatha, “ Dimitrius said.

The difference is that this man has two small braids on his long bangs. “Welcome to the Lycan Realm.” The man lifts his head and looks directly at her. “My name is Skôll, and I'll receive you in my King's place. I apologize on his behalf as there was a small unforeseen incident that he had to deal with.” A little unforeseen incident? He's trying so hard when the King himself doesn't care to pay attention to his mate… Well, it's not like I expected to see him, either. It's best that we go on separate paths, anyway — Rhea thinks, then she gives a soft smile and the typical Werewolf Kingdom's bow.

she finally asked after she caught her breath, wiping under her eyes carefully so as not to smear the mascara. Her mother huffed, looking away from her as she put away all the makeup and hair accessories. "All I said was that the King requested it because he hasn't found his mate." "He requests it of females who have the possibility to be his mate, not just every unmated female he ever interacts with," she snorted, though she didn't roll her eyes, no matter how badly she wanted to, since her mother was eyeing her in a way that made her feel like a small child again.

“What was the story?” He yawns a little, and I know I should let him sleep. But he asked. “He said that many years ago, the kingdom across the sea, Sundrop Gem, grew quickly and became a flourishing kingdom. They had a lot of horse drawn carriages and the like, and they needed all of the surrounding pasture land for animals, so with all of those horses, cows, sheep, etc., they soon had a shitty problem.” “A shitty problem?” he asks me.