Falling Kingdoms Book Novels & Stories

" 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

“This, sister, is the kingdom of Etherios. You and I are the daughters of the fallen King Samael. Your child is to inherit the throne.” Mitzie stood from her seat, eyes and mouth wide open, trying to take in all that she was seeing. It looked something like a cross between a vast Roman Empire, and a Medieval Kingdom. She didn’t know how that was possible when they were two vastly different looks, but somehow, they worked well together here. There were no other persons around, but she somehow knew there were others that were there. "I really don’t understand. I mean, I love to dream…or excuse me, would love to believe this, but I really don’t know how any of this is possible,” Mitzie said in

I can't even remember the last time when someone spoke to me without having to bring up my background and overall nature. Wells stood in his seat. Amongst the bookshelves, he pulled out a leather book in his hand. "This isn't a thorough history of this world, but if you insist on returning to the castle with at least something, then I suggest you read this," "Does it have relevant information to who I am?" "Yes. The book mentioned the Great Rift. And how it has affected the four kingdoms. It's a children's tale, but since you are similarly grounded to a child's limited knowledge, this is a good starting place,"

Lucien’s gaze moved toward me again. “No.” The single word tightened the air around us immediately. Then slowly, his eyes lifted toward the black sky above the mountains. “The dead kingdoms are waking,” he said quietly. “And some bloodlines should never have returned.” Silence followed him. Then Elias cursed softly beneath his breath. Kael’s eyes narrowed. “Explain.” Lucien looked back toward us. And for the first time since arriving…… I saw genuine concern break through his calm expression. “The First Kingdom did not fall because of war,” he said. “It fell because the throne corrupted the wolves bound to it.”

Calix asked after a long moment of silence, pulling out a book from the small stack on my desk. “That is a book of tales and myths about our people.” I said, smiling when he placed the book next to me on the loveseat. “It holds the story of the original Shifters and the Four Sacred Dragons that founded the four Kingdoms.” Calix climbed onto the seat and grabbed the book, raising it to me as he settled against the armrest. “Would you like me to read it to you?” I smiled as he nodded again, his brown hair bouncing around as he leaned in a little closer.

Alpha Dimitri said, making me look back at him. I furrowed my eyebrows. “The Three Kingdoms fell,” I said. “The Great War destroyed everything. The descendants of the Lycan kings impured their bloodlines. How could that be possible?” Alpha Dimitri smiled at me. He took the book out of my hand and placed it on the nightstand next to my bed. “Do you want to hear something that isn’t written in the textbooks?” he asked me, making my eyes widen. I loved listening to stories about our history. I loved listening to stories about the Three Kingdoms. I loved listening to old legends.

Rah spoke. “All kingdoms or all clans?” Arthur wondered. “There are only nine kingdoms but hundreds of clans, isn’t it?” “I think it would be a kingdom, your father did not say clan, isn’t it? He said kingdom, right?” Rah asked. “That’s what I remember. He said every damn kingdom on this planet. I know of only nine kingdoms,” Arthur repeated. “Maybe you can ask when you are back, his portrait must have been sent to all the owners of this book,” Rah suggested.

Gold-tier fighters who had survived things that should have killed them turned around and walked away from her without explaining why. She had destroyed three kingdoms. The novel stated this as historical fact, briefly, in a section of worldbuilding that the author clearly found more interesting than the hero's romantic subplot but had buried in Chapter 74 anyway. Three kingdoms, across what the novel implied was a very long time, for reasons that were never specified.

The first king extended Grandmother’s hand. “Choose one man, and the world dies.” His fingers opened. “Choose the kingdom, and everyone lives.” The bond flared. Raiken’s voice came through. Do not believe him. The first king heard. Grandmother’s head tilted. “He has always spoken into choices that were not his.” “He is the choice.” The white eyes narrowed. “That is why kingdoms fall.” Cassian tore one arm free of the shadows. “Orochi is below us.” The first king did not look at him.

I know you were spending the night in your mother's realm. Octavius- I am awake. Handle it as you see fit. I have the lot sizes and street plans on my desk. Currently, I am hunting. I'm not planning on returning for a few days. If you don't hear from me in about a week...Just, okay, listen. I found a fairy. I'm dragging his ass to his portal. I am hoping to kill the Queen by myself. So if you don't hear from me, I failed. You will need to take over as King.