Forgotten Kingdoms Series Novels & Stories

Once father finished talking, a thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd as Alexander and I began to make our way out of the ballroom towards the carriage parked outside. The union amongst the crowds at my wedding made me remember the time all five kingdoms were one. The land of werewolves used to be one under the rule of Lycans, until a revolt arose from within werewolves who wanted a change of power. This revolt led to a decade-long war, which eventually led to the creation of all five Kingdoms. The Kingdom of Trinigad, the Kingdom of Lothal, the Kingdom of Eortí, the Kingdom of Selenium, and the Kingdom of Cessi.

They have borders with demons and dwarfs , also EDEN , IRAM and RADES. The last one is the kingdom of dwarfs which is consisting of 3 big cities, FORGIA the city of industries, MINIA the city of mines, VOLCANIA the city of blacksmiths. This kingdoms ruled by a dwarf named DRAVEN his wife named FANCA and they have 3 sons DARIUS FENN and DOOM. This kingdom have borders with golems and humans also with EDEN ,IRAM ,BABEL and OMAN (city of auctions). All this kingdoms respect the agreement done by the heroes in the ancient era.

Gideon added, "You don't have to go far. You can just leave Tylland and find a foothold somewhere on this continent." "Alright!" Martin agreed. The continent had plenty of kingdoms and plenty of mountains. There were more than enough places for his forces to regroup and settle. Gideon's arrangement wasn't without reason. In the future, when The Light Council inevitably ordered the five kingdoms to attack Bukmond, Martin could be a strategic counterforce. Of course, at Martin's current strength, he was nowhere near capable of resisting the five kingdoms, let alone The Light Council. However, he could serve as a base of operations for Gideon on this continent. Other world leaders could also se

He searches around for hours. Eventually he comes across over a dozen old grimoires, none that he can read due to the protection spells on it. They were hidden underneath a floorboard. He grabs them and rushes out of the cabin, not realizing the domino effect he just caused. Not only for him but for Iris too.

“One, if Japheth killed the king to take over his kingdom, how is he not currently the ruler? And second, how is my child an extraterrestrial kingdom ruler when my husband is a common Earthling?” “Nelacos, you have asked two particularly good questions, and both I shall answer. The reason father sought to hide us is because unless a rightful King’s direct lineage is completely eliminated, another cannot take over total rule of a kingdom. The rule would be limited to only the wasteland areas of a galaxy, not the fully developed kingdoms. Which means that even if I had met my demise on return, Japheth would still not have been able to rule Etherios due to you and your spawn.” Etheria adjusted

13 Peace once dominated this world. And sadly, the only proof of its existence is engraved on deteriorated papers. The once beautiful realm is now divided into four kingdoms, governed by each of their ruling classes. The Vampires from the Northern, the Werewolves from the Western, the Magicians from the Eastern, and outcasts from the Southern. Fates intertwine with each other, and yet they stray far from each other's orbits, almost but never touching. Many yearn for the union, but some terrible mistakes cannot simply be bypassed, and thus, the ruins and the scars inevitably ruin all hope—perhaps, it may never mend. But there will always be dreamers, they say...

"This is why I approved of him, even if your mother wouldn't have. He understands the importance of family!" She didn't respond, her eyes still locked with mine. I gave her the slightest nod – a promise that everything would be okay, even if I had to tear the world apart to make it so. King checked his watch, his amusement fading into something more calculated. "Forty-five seconds left, I believe. Shall we adjourn to more comfortable surroundings? Perhaps discuss the future of our... combined families?" I heard what he wasn't saying. This wasn't just about Amelia anymore. This was about power, about legacy, about the vacuum my retirement had left in certain circles. He wasn't just here as a

Sarah gasped, shocked and resolved, colliding in her eyes. John stood stunned. Callen whispered, “The reversal completes the heir becomes the keeper. The keeper becomes the heir.” Clint hissed. “No!” He lunged for Sarah. John sprang in front of her. His fist met Clint’s blow, sparks flew, the ground cracked, but the world shifted again. The Forgotten rose, not as monsters, not as pawns, they were alive, eyes filled with memory, anger and hope. They parted clearing a path toward Clint and the shattered crown.

“For training.” I smiled despite myself. “Tell her thank you.” The maid hesitated. “Actually…” “What?” “She said not to thank her.” I frowned. “Why?” “You’ll understand later.” Strange… very strange. That evening, I wandered into the library again, this time not to read but because I wanted silence. I returned yesterday’s books. The librarian smiled nervously. “I found something else you may enjoy.” He placed a slim volume before me. It wasn’t about kings or bloodlines or prophecies. Its title read; Forgotten Women of the First Kingdom.