Falling Kingdoms Series Order Novels & Stories

Their expressions all looked tense, with frowns furrowed and hardened jaws. "We need to start preparing because a major war seems inevitable," Father said. "Several kingdoms are experiencing crises simultaneously. The Eastern Kingdom is experiencing the massive civil war their land has ever seen. "The Southern Kingdom lost their next leader, who had been betrothed to the strongest Alpha in their kingdom. The man accused the King of doing it on purpose and threatened to remove him from his throne. The Western Kingdom is facing serious internal problems within its palace. I believe this is happening under the influence of outsiders," Father explained.

"It is a land that contains five main kingdoms, and each kingdom differs from the others in strength and nature." I sat silently, even though my head was aching, but something inside me forced me to listen. "At the top…" she continued while raising a tiny finger, "stands the Kingdom of Lycans and Werewolves. Equal to them in power only… is the Kingdom of Witches. After them comes the Kingdom of Dragons… then the Kingdom of Mermaids and Sirens… while the weakest kingdom outwardly is the Kingdom of Seers, but they are the most dangerous when it comes to prophecies… and seeing the past and the future."

He bowed his head to Raiden and turned to address Callered, ”I leave her in your hands, Ealdorman. “Now, Bridgette, I’ll start the first lesson, the monarchy is the head of the kingdom. It has belonged to the Zanizabar family since the first King, Bjarke declared himself ruler after the battle on lightning hill. Ealdorman Saxon will teach you our history and explain it further. The Ealdormen form the council, we are the oldest of men.” Ealdorman Callered slowly walked out of the council chambers dragging his dead leg behind him. An injury he sustained falling off of a rogue polar bear. “Oldest of men?” She asked confused, walking alongside Callered, arm, and arm with Raiden.

Noah whispered, “Ace?” “Stay where you are.” Something beeped. Once. Twice. Then every computer screen in the office switched on. A message appeared across all of them. YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT THE PAST BURIED !!! Noah’s blood ran cold and immediately had a cold feet Ace stepped toward the nearest computer. Another message appeared. NOW THE KINGDOM WILL FALL. Then the screens went black. For several seconds, neither man spoke. Finally Noah whispered, “I officially hate tonight.” Ace pulled out his phone.

I swig my drink so I don’t smile or stare or do anything that might stop this story before it reaches its conclusion. “Before, dozens of powerful kingdoms vied for spits and scraps of land. After, through our early days of marriage, they began to crumble. Kingdoms with centuries of history. Kingdoms we considered allies, even friends.” He sighs heavily. “Yewbrush Stream fell to a steady, ravenous military campaign. Pebble Forest ate itself alive, and only after did anyone discover King Gavin had planted an advisor in their court. Starfall Mountain simply disappeared, their royal family missing and their people aimless.” Father glances at me out of the corner of his eye. “That last happened w

I didn’t really care. All I knew was that the dark army was coming for Seneca. They would stop at nothing until they had her and I was her only defense. Though the dark sorceress could be lying, I wasn’t about to take a chance. “I want half of our army deployed to Lewe, the rest need to guard Cambiador and the royal children!” I bark my orders to Mason, then to Tristan, I ask, “What have the other kingdoms said?” Tristan looks at me with sad blue eyes, “They are coming, but as you fear they will not reach us in time. If we wait, the dark army could reach our doorstep before the other kingdoms even crossed their borders.”

A history not written in books but etched in stone, waiting to be uncovered. Myrra knelt before the ancient script, tracing the symbols with careful fingers. “This is old. Older than most of what we’ve seen.” Rael crouched beside her. “What does it say?” She translated slowly, voice steady. “When the First King took the Throne, he saw the ruin it would bring. He saw the chains it placed upon the world. So he forged two Crowns, one to rule, and one to end the rule.” Sienna’s breath caught. “End the rule?”

"That is what she is, eighth. That is what she has always been. Do not pity her. Do not — " Vessa's voice, somewhere behind me. I do not turn. I am still pressed to the wall. The fourth impression is the worst. It is a list. Not a list of names — a list of *kingdoms.* Calisto's kingdoms. The ones she has hollowed. The ones she has steered into the Silver Pearl's mouth across two hundred years. I count seventeen before I lose track. Most of them I have never heard of. Three of them are kingdoms I learned about as a child in my father's library — the kingdoms of the deep-pacific war, the kingdoms whose collapse Alastor blamed on plague and on famine and on internal mismanagement. They were not

The Heart of Reality. 💔 There had never been a fourth. Or so they believed. ⸻ 🌙 The Forgotten Throne The book revealed another memory. 🌙 Ancient ruins appeared around them. A massive palace. Larger than kingdoms. Built from black crystal. 🖤 Four thrones stood inside. Not three. Four. 👑👑👑👑 The first belonged to the King. The second to the Guardians. The third to the Heart. And the fourth…

I can't take an actual historical figure and make him into the king that my story needs. It would be unfair to the king himself. For this reason, I created a new king as I needed him. With his whims and oddities and his square judgment With his laws, rules, and of course, his Orders. 3/ Mainly, it will be a romantic story, but sometimes there will be violent and bloody battle scenes. I hope all of you enjoy it. And finally, If you like it, please let me know with a comment. P.S. For the readers of "Finding the Heart of Magic," who may also follow me on this journey, I would like to inform them that the story will continue alongside this new story. Maybe not as often as this story, but I'll c