Iron Body Monarch Novels & Stories

Ragaleon was calm; he allowed his eyes to drop back to the map, then signaled his mother to come even closer until she now stood beside him by the table. "This is Hamstung, the second-largest kingdom in the nation." He began, his index finger tapping one of the territories marked with a red dot, towards the south. "This country has the best slave trade market in the east; they mine gold as if it were nothing precious. The king is a selfish but ambitious man, but I made him swear an oath of loyalty to me. Do you want to know how? I made his daughter Jia my fourth queen." Swaying his hands to the northern side of the map... "This is Vandamonth, the third-largest kingdom in the nation.

The inside of the castle wasn’t what I had expected. Then again, nothing in the Iridescence Pack had mirrored my expectations. Multi-colored beams of sunlight streamed through the glass ceiling. The ceiling above the foyer was made of different colored glass, creating an incredibly realistic mural. Two bulls, one white and the other black, were locked at the horns. They stood in a beautiful garden, lush with flowers I had never seen before.

I had to find a way to push myself so I did a handstand with my feet on the wall and started trying to do pushed ups. I was in the middle of trying pull ups on the bar in the closet when I heard footsteps coming towards my door. I stood up and walked over to the door and opened it before the person even got a chance to knock. “Hello Mistress. I am here to take you to the King.” This person looked like a young boy, maybe 16 if that. He was also dressed in a white toga looking outfit but instead of the gold trim, his was sapphire blue, which made his sky-blue eyes just pop.

Her mother felt like her twenty years of hard work came with beneficial results as she was able to maintain contact with her wealthy and influential ex-husband through her eldest daughter. Landon Montmorency was the reigning monarch of the Montmorency Inc., the second biggest trading company on the globe; falling behind the Oriels who ranked second in the Big Five. This powerful backing was enough for Rachel to extend a few gracious olive branches in Ariana's direction in hopes of keeping her ex-husband close, the perfect definition of the saying 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer'.

He looked at me, his eyes taking in my muddy boots, my oversized gray sweater, and my wide, thick waist. "Your... Your Majesty?" Donald stammered. "The royal suite? But she is the Blackwood girl. The daughter of the traitor. And she... she is not..." "She is not what?" I stepped forward, putting myself right in Donald’s face. I was half a head taller than him, and my shadow swallowed him whole. "Finish the sentence, Lord Donald. I’m listening." Donald swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He took a step back, looking at Valerius for help.

“This is going to be harder than I imagined.” Yes, Karadeylis was nothing like I could have ever pictured. He turned out to be a short man with chestnut hair. And by short, I mean he was more than a head shorter than us girls. The monarch walked with a noticeable limp, though it didn’t seem to be the result of injury or illness. Looking closer, I realized one of his legs was simply shorter than the other. His body was stocky, dressed in royal—but black—attire.

Every vampire in the hall shot to their feet, bowing as one. They bowed deeply. Even the proudest elders lowered their heads, their bodies trembling from the Monarch's sheer presence. I turned, holding my breath. Caspian Blackwood stood at the entrance to the hall. The legendary Monarch was more breathtaking than I could have imagined. He was carved from sin and shadow, a fallen god in the flesh. Long black hair fell loosely around his shoulders. His deep, dark-gold eyes seemed to see through everything.

Tori continued, "I will become queen by winning the Vesta challenge while Prince Corean will become king by winning the Hunt for the Elysian Crown. With the help of the allegiance from the kings of the ironclad countries of Ming and Monakre." With this, we will start an era for villains. Allistair nodded at Yei Lin, who later on offered their hands to Prince Corean and Tori. "I will take Alice with me to Ming country before taking him to the Monakre Kingdom. It will take us six months before we can come back here, but when we do, we will announce our support to the second prince and you, Lady Victoria." "We, Monakres, never break our promise. And this I swear, I will repay you both when the

"I didn't intend to kill your kin, but your kin had killed millions of others. So, I'm trying so hard not to kill you too." "A mortal wanted to bargain with a Monarch," The Monarch said while he was sitting lazily on his throne. It was easy to distinguish between a Monarch and the Outer Angels. The Monarch of the Outer Angels had a larger body build compared to the others. With overwhelming power, he stood eight meters tall to compensate for his massive power. But he could alter his height, and Mira knew that he was showing off to show that he had massive power and was indestructible.

she said at last, gripping his hand tightly. A faint spark of hope flickered in her eyes as she explained, "The Obsidian Monarch was disfigured, yet he still reigns as the monarch of the Northern Frontier. Your leg may be ruined, but William said the injury only affects the way you walk. Once you grow accustomed, you will move as freely as before. You can still lead troops into battle!