Honey Kingdom Novels & Stories

The future was waiting, not with fear, but with promise. Tomorrow, I’d deal with the territory. Tomorrow, I’d start cleaning up the last of Juan’s reach. Tomorrow, I’d make sure Kansas City was ours again. But tonight? Tonight was for her. For us. For the life we were building. My kingdom. My queen. My family. And for the first time in a long time… I felt ready for whatever came next.

IN THE KINGDOM OF HARNEM FELIX POV: I reached the kingdom of Harnem in the search of King S. I find it odd that someone's name had been only had a single initial. Regardless, he will be our allies in the war. Aya had already sent out the allies contract which was agreed and signed by the kIng S.

Kyros packed up his things and headed straight for the door. "Well?" "You went into heat" "I'm a halfbreed" "Who is mated to the Lycan king" that explains it. The intense burning and the unquenchable craving for release. Everything that had to do with him always went overboard. But why a week?

“What’s this?” Mina’s tail swayed with excitement as she lifted the lid, revealing a single bowl of ice cream—but this was no ordinary flavor. The smooth, rich texture gleamed under the warm light, with specks of golden honey swirls infused within. “This,” Mina declared, “is my ultimate creation—Royal Honey Delight.” Mies raised an eyebrow. “Honey?”

It’s almost dark, and he is doing his usual end-of-day checking of the things I have learned. “All the human families who served and gained recognition during the war are given their own kingdoms to rule. So, from a single Kingdom, humans are divided into different lands. And the Pitchford is the thirteenth Kingdom founded since the war of hundred years ago.” “And the name of the original Kingdom?” “Orttenburg.” “Correct, tomorrow, we will—” “Harbin!” I look at the sound of the voice. It’s Theo. “King Eugene Theo Pitchford,” Harbin starts. “You are not allowed in this room. You have other documents that you need to finish right?”

He said and Loki glanced at him speechlessly, taking in his features properly for the first time while she wondered why he seemed to keep crossing boundaries with her. He was a few inches taller than her. His jet-black hair was in a taper haircut and he was dressed in a black tuxedo. He had a small cut on his right eyebrow, and his eyes... those honey brown orbs were the most seductive pair she's ever seen. And his smile, was the type that could make any woman's knee go weak just at the sight of it. His looks made him give off the vibe and definition of a walking 'red-flag'. But Loki wasn't the least bit flattered by this gorgeous man. After all, Glen had been a beauty to behold too.

Yet here I am, with my own kingdom promised to me one day. “Of course you can be part of my court,” I tell her fondly. “And your future husband will be given a title too.” My declaration reminds me of our earlier conversation about the Haze, and I suddenly feel dumb for not wondering this before. “How exactly does the Haze work here?” “Oh, it’s very contained,” she tells me. “Your mother sends out scouts days beforehand to ensure it will be safe. Unfortunately, some people still go out year after year without finding a mate. Until our kingdom is restored, we can’t exactly intermingle with others.”

Adam asked in his rude voice. "I'm not interested." She smiled simply. Adam snorted and shook his head. "Have you heard about Alpha King?" He asked in a lower voice. She had obviously. It was the biggest kingdom of the Mafia, the most powerful in the entire world, led by Xander Hill. She had also heard about his helping needy people and he had many institutions under him and huge construction businesses under him in almost every state and country. Adam was staring at her for a reply. "My foot." She exasperated.

Bridgette squinted her blue eyes as she looked at the raven-haired man that had called her something she was unsure of. "It means Almost Queen," Harpy answered as the smell of violet filled the air as she spoke. Her accent was hard, something she had never encountered. "Happy to be here." "Glad to have you, have you made an adoption?" Bridgette questioned as she grabbed another champagne flute putting her empty one on the tray the server was passing around. "No, no, none of the children speak Aktorian," Pettimon forced a chuckle from his dry and crackled lips as he laid his hand on his wife's back.

In this world of fantasy and magic, Seven Kingdoms stood tall. Each of them, named after one of the seven sins, each of them representing one of the seven races inhabiting this world. Among them, there was the race of humans, and their kingdom was called Lustburg, named after the most hedonistic of all the sins, the sin of lust — representing the relentless passion and prolific desire the race representing it, humans, instinctually held.