Crooked Kingdom Novels & Stories

It would be their way out or rather, anyone's way out. I was summoned by the council today after I had a meeting with Yuhan and Megi to hear their reports on the borders. The Northern part of the kingdom, Creaix, was the biggest and had the most diverse group of people, so naturally, it was the one with the most problems. Creaix, Darchnia, Vipros (South), Xuvia (West) are the four regions of the kingdom of Hell. My castle sits in the middle and everyone just refers to it as Hell. It isn't a part of any region and has its own border along with its own culture. These citizens are usually the most informed and civilized.

“You have no power here, father.” Lawler states. “I do, the law states.” He begins, and it is now our turn to laugh. “Oh no, the law does not state anything of the sort any longer.” Lawler turns to me and asks for me to join him. “This is our Kingdom, and when I say ours, I mean all of the people who reside here, their families, the creatures, the animals we yet to understand, our family, and us. You cannot claim anything here unless you wish to have your old quilt that was on the bed, it smells like you, and no one likes it.” He states. “How did you change the law?” His father demands to know. “Why does it matter?” “Laws cannot be changed within a Kingdom.” “Oh, but they can. We have done i

“What did it do?” Renji started walking. “It marked her descent.” “That is not an answer.” “It is the only one we have time for.” The ridge curved into a field of ruins. Broken towers leaned through the water. Roofs lay half buried in pale sand. Statues of crowned wolves watched us pass with empty eyes. The sunken kingdom. Not Vaelora. Older. The Tide Crown sent trembling reflections across carved walls. Words appeared as I approached. FIRST KING. FIRST QUEEN. FIRST BETRAYAL.

The freaky end of days was coming. I faced the camera, my voice steady for all the people in the city to hear. "The freaky apocalypse is here, folks. I'm going to help you out as best I can. First up, find cover where the wind can't get you, subways, basements, factories, banks, any safe spot." Lights flickered on in every underground parking lot. The ground rumbled with a deep roar, setting the stage for Jim as he led his crew of infant spirits into a clash with the Haunts that sliced through the wind.

I clenched my fist, willing my body to stop shaking at the reminder of the blood on my hands. I chose this path, I can’t falter. Everything was for a purpose, and I will burn bridges, I will burn myself to succeed. Light shined through the windows as we finally reached the end of the tunnel. My eyes widened at the desolate city, drab buildings of decay and lifeless streets. We continued to drive along the deteriorated road, the car shaking from the potholes. “Is this really where The Rebel’s Creed lives?” I questioned. Bjorn tilted his head, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “This was the original Golden Kingdom under Lazarus grandfather, once Lazarus became King, he built an entirely new Kin

The future was waiting, not with fear, but with promise. Tomorrow, I’d deal with the territory. Tomorrow, I’d start cleaning up the last of Juan’s reach. Tomorrow, I’d make sure Kansas City was ours again. But tonight? Tonight was for her. For us. For the life we were building. My kingdom. My queen. My family. And for the first time in a long time… I felt ready for whatever came next.

“Don’t hurt her! This is a rescue!” Another one of them crouches down to me while still another checks over his shoulder toward town. “Are you hurt?” the one crouched in front of me asks. “Uh, yeah,” I bite out. “Your friend just punched me.” “Sorry about that,” he says, and I’m confused by his kindness when I thought I was a target. “But I mean did the king hurt you? Did he force you to be his shikra?” The situation I’m running from feels more complicated than that, but I’m not sure it can be explained quickly. “I was forced into the palace as a Lycan King Sacrifice, but technically I agreed to be his shikra.”

I get it he wants me to work out the rogue king problems with Cato but how is that possible when he ignores everything I suggest? Ugh, why does everything have to be so difficult? Why can’t for once in my life something be easy? A sharp tightening pain in my chest hits so sudden it brings me to my knees. ….. Two weeks that’s all it took for Cato to cause massive trouble between his kingdom and the rogue king and since our kingdoms are soon to be connected which puts us right in the middle. “What do you plan on doing? Amir won’t listen…” Uncle Bane tells my dad. He sighs and shakes his head.

Chloe asks, and Karina sighs loudly. "W.O.L.F was only handling fugitives since there was no King to lead them. An Alpha is the ruler of his land, Chloe. He can do as he pleases. The only time an Alpha can get in trouble is when he goes against another Alpha. Commits a crime on another Alpha's land. It's a broken system, to be honest," Karina says, and we growl while moving into the doorway. The system is broken and we will change it all. No Alpha will ever be allowed to do what Rupert did. Karina stares into our eyes as our thoughts rage and we fight the urge to hide our misformed face.

Katara read the book about weapons and she found something interesting. "Hundreds of Years ago there was a man named Adal, a wise craftsman. He was known for his crafts and inventions, but when the war broke out from the empire of Feronia. Weapons are needed, so he decided to make weapons for ten executive royal warriors of the empire. Warrior believes that because of his craft the Feronia Empire won the war, the king believes in these miracles and decides to command Adal to use his hands to make more weapons so that they could defeat all the enemies.