Crooked Kingdom Novels & Stories

Fidelis enquired to the man, soon after he had gotten himself a brimful of Royal blood drinks and rest, " What is the investigation , bruit about the kingdom of Tribus and the kingdom of Clover? Did, you come up with gen about the other kingdoms or got a hold of some information,of whether they are planning to wage a war against us or not ? " "Yes, sir Fidelis .I have found out that the kingdom of Clover is asking for succour from the kingdom of Tribus , the third biggest and strongest kingdom from the Human Empire,they have agreed too,I have further concluded in my report that they are preparing for war, against us, exactly as Lord prognosticated ."

When we got to their kingdom, I saw their crest designed on their flag. It was the Dark Moon Clan, I have heard numerous stories about them. They are notorious, strong, and infamous, they raided weaker towns and planned an ambush for kingdoms they wished to conquer or raid. Their king was known for being merciless, and here I was, in their kingdom. I knew I had met doom and for the first time, I actually wished Alpha Asher would save and take me away.

" Okay, I'm ready now. I left the room anxious about what might happen today. Arriving at the garden, everything was perfect, I was sure that after this night, everything would work out between us. I went to the table, which was placed perfectly in the center of the garden and sat down to wait for my husband. Meanwhile, I was reading the book about the four kingdoms of the southern continent, about what each one did to prosper: my kingdom, Summer, was the first on the page, it was known for raising healthier animals, both for work and for food. Second was the Spring kingdom, which planted several fruit trees, one more delicious than the other. Third came the Winter kingdom, which produced th

What should I do to make you stop hurting yourself like that? Somehow, I manage to find a way to get into his god-awful house. After telling the guard to keep trying Lincoln's friends' numbers, I climb the pipe close to the chimney of his kitchen. Rich people and their lifestyle. Barely two people stay for not even three days a week, but they need a kitchen on every floor they build. Check their card history, and you will be surprised how someone so rich orders takeouts and still looks fit and pimple-free face with their unhealthy habits.

Salina asked, her fingers brushing the picture. “Let me tell you a story,” Liam began, taking a deep breath. Salina and David listened with growing curiosity as Liam started his tale. “There was once a kingdom ruled by a kind Queen and King. They had identical twins and a little princess. The King decided to expand his weapon business, and the Queen supported him. They partnered with a businessman who initially gave excellent service and was even invited to family dinners.” “One day, the businessman invited the King to celebrate a big order with drinks. He took advantage of the King’s drunken state and tricked him into signing an important document. Within a week, the Queen and King were fou

Violet snapped; she rushed forward, grabbed a pen holder off the desk, and smashed it over Jim's head. Blood poured down instantly. His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed on the spot. I glanced at Violet, who stood there panicking, then calmly called the police. Violet was charged with embezzlement and credit card fraud. She got three years. Jim was charged with distributing obscene material and causing public disorder. He went in, too. David couldn't handle the shame and resigned on his own. Word spread fast through the industry, and no one was willing to hire him after that. He went from driving luxury cars and living in upscale hotels to running deliveries on a beat-up three-wheeler.

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

He grinned. Marika's mouth formed an 'o', her eyes sparkling with excitement while Alessia gave away little to no reaction. Kingdom Trof is home to all land creatures that dwell in the east, mostly the hospitable and unaggressive creatures. They're the most technologically advanced Kingdom if not for the overwhelming human slavery going on in Caelum, the kingdom north of Trof. Trof consists of a little over 50 islands, all having their distinct specializations. Some have islands full of cartographers, some blacksmiths, farmers, cleric, fletchers, and so much more. They're a capitalist country, and they're also the most economically successful. Basically, Trof is the most peaceful yet success

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

Callahan's ruthless rule cast a shadow over the kingdom, staining its very core. I witnessed the degradation of the once-proud palace, now a haunting reflection of Callahan's chaotic nature. He ruled with an iron fist, leaving behind a trail of indiscriminate death. The air reeked of fear, a palpable tension that clung to the walls like a ghostly presence. Callahan's banquets, extravagant in their excess, were grotesque displays of power. The council room, once a place of solemn discussion, had devolved into a den of debauchery and orgies, a sinister echo of the corruption that now gripped the kingdom.