Forgotten Kingdoms Series Novels & Stories

And it was frightening! " Tides will turn, enemies will become your allies and your allies will become your worst enemies! Gods will become monsters and evil shall stain your peaceful world. And finally when everything has turned to its worst....you, Drom Valienta. The 34th King of the Independent States, Will die at the hands of the one you cherish most. And he will feel no remorse, neither will I. This is the message passed on to me by the Elder brother God Arekin...

No sound of traffic, no distant hum of technology, nothing but a stillness that made her feel like she was walking through a forgotten graveyard. She looked around, her heart beating faster as the realization sank in: this was **Nyxterra**. The place she had only heard whispered rumors about, a world where lost memories supposedly went to die. It was said that those who wandered too far into the shadows of Nyxterra rarely came back. The city itself was a labyrinth of half-formed structures, their outlines blurred as though they were fading in and out of existence, forgotten by time and memory.

"Everything that Celestia and the Alliance have told you about this war and why it's happening is a lie." I narrowed my eyes on him, but he just took a breath before looking me square in the eye and continuing. "You saw the people in there. You saw how it's driving them mad, and forcing them to shift into their alter forms. The Beastial Kingdom didn't start this war; Celestia did. They corrupted our king on the day they were supposed to sign a peace treaty. They did something to him that forced his dragon to the surface in a blind rage, instantly voiding the treaty between kingdoms, and therefore restarting the war that we were trying to end. That king came back to the Beastial kingdom after

There were more interesting wars to win. And if the whispers were true… Then somewhere out there, in a house that stank of death and old sins, a forgotten girl held the key to a kingdom built on blood. And I? I want it.

Chapter 5: Marriage II Third Person’s POV The bright yellow hue of the horizon mellowed to orange as the sun slowly hid in the embrace of the clouds. The grand manor of the Valerius king family stood at the central territory of the Rogue capital along with the Cavalier king family and the Sanguis king family. The central territory is home to the nobles, generals and the wealthy citizens at the top of the Rogue kingdom’s hierarchy. The black ivory walls of the grand manor shone with a repressed authority.

"Your father killed our father! He branded our entire clan as traitors! We wandered for a whole century, just for this moment of revenge!" "But your father did betray the clan…" I said weakly. "He wanted to end the pointless war with the werewolves!" Lilith shrieked. "Your father called it treason. He called peace a betrayal and murdered him for it!" No… I remembered the truth. They had kidnapped their own kind, offering them to the werewolves in exchange for being crowned king after the war was won. "It's a shame that damn Blood Awakening Ritual a century ago didn't kill off your whole family!" Lilith's face twisted with rage.

As I no longer loved her, her apologies meant nothing to me. Sitting on the floor, I only had one thing on my mind. It was time for me to cross over. In my next life, I hoped to live as a mindless single-celled organism. Helen patted Jean on the shoulder. “Tanner has your heart, so it makes sense that you’re in denial now.” Jean snapped her head up. “But Tanner gave me his kidney. He loves and cares about me.” Helen gave Jean a look as if she were an idiot.