Crooked Kingdom Novel By Leigh Bardugo Novels & Stories

“Get her out of here!” All of a sudden, a voice boomed through the hall like a snarl. Oddly familiar as it sent goosebumps spilling over me and a shiver skating down my spine. “Give her to me and the peace treaty is sealed” I didn't bother looking. It felt as if I looked, his gaze would crush me into smithereens. “King Riordan?” The Rogue King. “I don't want the Omegas, the food tribute, and the gold bars anymore. I want her,”

“This bond will not cage you. It will not weaken you. And it will never be rejected.” I swallowed. “You don’t know that.” “I do,” he said. “Because I am not a pack Alpha.” My wolf stirred, suddenly alert. “What are you, then?” I whispered. “King.” The word echoed in my mind. Not just any king. The Rogue King. The ruler of the borderlands. The one whispered about in fear and awe. The Alpha who bowed to no council and no Goddess—except one. My knees weakened. “Impossible,” I breathed.

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

They whimpered and the rogues in the front kneeled before Alpha King Vincent while the others run back as fast as they could. Alpha king Vincent let out a loud snarl showing his fangs and the rogues left whimpered to the ground. Beta Derek runs to help the Royal pack warriors in tackling the rogues. Now is the time to conquer the enemies. Some who have escaped will not be chased for we are only relying on the projection of our Alpha King. Maleficus and I look at each other, we have achieved victory. "It's over."

The book went on to explain how the world was created, how the kingdoms had been divided among them, and what magical powers existed in each kingdom. “The Mother appeared. She was created from pure love, devotion, and happiness. All her joy and love materialized and formed the world we know. The Mother divided the world into six parts. The Kingdom of Winter came first, with its tall mountains and northern location, a place of endless cold. The Kingdom of Darkness came next, farthest to the south, where the sun didn’t shine as brightly, and the stars shone the strongest. The Kingdom of Summer came third, where the sun shone the most, and the warmth filled and illuminated the kingdom. The Moth

They all looked pale waiting for their colleague to go through her test, some of them had already gone and passed through the test while a lot were still waiting in line but one thing was sure they could not escape it. She stared at the dagger for a couple of seconds before making her way into the fighting cage. She could see her reflection on the shining metal, it was so sharp that it could cut through the body of any animal just by falling on it. That was the same dagger that she had been asked to use on a man who she had grown to love over the years. Loving was a crime in the clan; that’s what she had just been taught in her last lecture. The hardened Roy has spoken to the girl in her cla

She landed hard on a cold tile floor—black and crimson, shining like blood in firelight. A throne loomed ahead. And at its feet, watching her like a wolf waiting to pounce, was Cade. The Red King. No crown. No armor. Just a crooked smile, and eyes too dark to see through. “You took your time,” he said, voice echoing through the chamber like a secret. She couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. He stood. And then he laughed. Low. Cold. Amused. The sound curled around her like smoke. The tiles cracked beneath her again—

His voice was so hoarse that it made my ears sting, "I wondered why that thing didn't scoop out your heart. Turns out, your blood was the best shield..." …… I woke up drenched in sweat, back in my bed. It was a week before the Haunts world descended. The gold bar from last night's burial was still heavy in my pocket.