Daughters Of My Kingdom Novels & Stories

“Of all people, you should understand that Matthias. You live at the borders, you know how barely we’ve been holding on.” My father softened at his words. “We have to send someone, but we can’t just send anyone. The peace between our kingdoms hang on the decision of which bride we must send them.” The King murmured. Long silence fell between us. The King turns to my father. “You choose… You have three daughters Matthias, just choose one of them and I will accept.” I looked at my father, for sure he’s not going to choose me. I’m his own flesh and blood. I’m his only real daughter.

He struck. The First King fell. I stepped closer. It's over. He looked at me. Not yet. He smiled. Then he pointed behind me. I turned. My daughter was standing there. Kael was unconscious at her feet. The darkness was surrounding her. I screamed. No! The First King laughed. You freed my army. But you forgot the most important piece. My daughter looked at me. Her eyes were black. Mama... I ran toward her. The First King whispered: She is mine again. My daughter raised her hand. The entire darkness exploded. And this time... she wasn't afraid. She was smiling.

Maxus smiling: Calm down, my dear; if you want to know something, I am glad to be your librarian here. First, my name is Maxus. I am twenty-five years old. I have fifty-nine brothers; all of them are boys. We do not have girls. The people of the kingdom give birth to females, but in very small numbers, and girls from the people of the kingdom all work in the castle without exception, and they are not allowed to marry outside the kingdom. We do not marry strangers, but only marry them. I am the sixth prince among my brothers and the first candidate to rule the kingdom after the current king. We do not wait for the death of the king to inherit the rule. Rather, they are periods of time. Each

my mother replied with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. My blood ran cold. "She's your biological daughter? What do you mean?" "You're just our adopted daughter. Sophia is our biological child. We've raised you all these years, which was already kind enough. You've been occupying Sophia's place for too long—it's time to give it back to her."

This is Samaria, the fourth largest kingdom in terms of population," he said, pointing towards the eastern side of the map. "The pillar of military forces, skilled swordsmen, knights, and brave royal guards, lies in the hand of this very kingdom. I have this kingdom wrapped around my little fingers. How, you may ask? Racheal, their first daughter, is my first wife. I married her, ignoring the fact that she is a widow with a son for another man." Selena lifted her brows in sheer amusement, dazzled by how her son had grown to be so wise. She pouted her lips to say something, but she was frightened by the tone of his voice.

“I know, my dear. It’s a heavy burden, but I believe in you. You are strong, and this kingdom will thrive under your care.” Tears welled up in Bridget’s eyes as she looked at her father. “Thank you, Father. Your trust means the world to me.” They stood there together, father and daughter, beneath the watchful gaze of the moon. The kingdom whispered its secrets to them, and in that moment, Bridget felt a profound connection to her heritage and her destiny.

Damian looked at her daughter, a stern look that reminded me of my mother whenever I refused to do what she says. “You know well it is your responsibility, Catherine.” He answered grimly. “Besides, you can’t be wandering outside on your own. You’re the Alpha King’s daughter.” BFG said a-matter-of-factly, and I nearly choked from the roast lamb I was chewing. My eyes darting to Catherine who sat beside me, her hands fisting into two small balls on the table as she glared at her father. I cleared my throat, feeling the tension thicken in the air and between father and daughter, who apparently are the royal family themselves. How did I not know about this? I heard the alpha king’s kingdom was n

I spun to face him, determined for an answer. “I guess you could say that. I don’t dislike her,” he answered as his cheeks turned a pinkish hue. “See. That’s the difference. You already like her. I’m being sent off to a strange and scary kingdom where they treat their people like rotting meat. How can father do this to me?” “It’s best for our kingdom, Celeste. I might be king soon but you have a bigger role to play as Queen of Alastia.”

The room, with its classic furnishings and muted colour palette, provides a backdrop to the familial clash. I shake my head, a subtle defiance in my gesture. "Yes, I am a king, Dad, but I don't want some trophy wife who will sit beside me on the throne with no brain. I need a real woman, father," I assert, the determination in my voice resonating against the opulence of the surroundings. My father sighs, a gesture that carries the weight of parental concern. "Look, Henry, get yourself a real woman, but do it quickly before I put your brother as a temporary king."

,said the queen as she kiss her daughter's forehead. "Mother what will I do now,as the kingdom is already burnt with nothing in it,only few of the properties which was not burnt surprisingly,said Sonia. "My child you already know what to do,to bring back the once beautiful and happy kingdom,it just simple as to snap the tip of your finger",replied the queen smiling. "Really mother",Sonia returning the smile back to the queen , "Yes my child, replied with a now bright face.