Kerajaan Ghaib Novels & Stories

Brent explained. “If something like this existed, how could it not be mentioned in any literature?” Alex asked in disbelief. Alex still couldn’t believe what he had just heard. However, considering that the Octopus Kingdom was indeed one of the nations known for having many talented mages, it was certainly possible for such a technique to exist. “This technique was deliberately hidden from the outside. We went to great lengths to destroy every source and record related to it. So, will you allow me to open the message left behind by the Queen’s parents?”

"Prince Olgarias, I have not seen that by myself. But I heard that she did wink." Olgarias scrolled through the story silently in his mind. "So... Brother Moriah is now possessed by a creature who has been reborn in the earth and also has supernatural powers. Should I call him a wizard, then?" he paused for a while. "Yeah, perhaps I should. Then... Brother Nrikawn is now the two hundred and fifteenth King of Imperium. Oh, sweet God!" he suddenly pretended to be shocked. "Did I just call the King by his name? He should be called His Highness! What is next, huh? Uhh, that witch. Do you know who exactly she is?" he questioned.

The Governess stared at the sky by the window, and kneaded her forehead. She's so tired already, so is her men, but even a single sign of the monarch can't be found. If she didn't saw the recording handed by Major General Castro and felt the fluctuation of a sinister and domineering energy from T City, she would say that the monarch didn't really exist. The only proof that he exist is the peculiar behaviors of the undead hordes that either blocks road, or attacks them directly. It was a great comfort that they weren't blindly chasing. It seems that the monarch's not far away and just hiding tightly that no one can see him.

"And yet-the hybrid herself remains untraceable." He slammed a hand against the armrest, making the entire table jolt. "I have turned over kingdoms looking for that ghost, and still she hides behind smoke and superstition!"His voice rose, echoing off the carved pillars. "Is my reach so short that a mere girl dares vanish under my reign?"

Hudson replied-" Your majesty!!! I have been there a few days ago and got to know that Kingdom of Doah has a new king. He is young and valiant. Quite fierce as the previous king. The new king has won over a lot of small kingdoms so far making Doah once again the biggest reign in the WitchLand. But..." I asked-" But...?" He sighed as he replied-" But... nobody has seen the face of the new king yet. He has promised to keep in shadow until he finds his queen. He shall come forth with his queen in the honor of the kingdom and his people. " I frowned at his words at they sounded a bit corny to me. Was he an alien? Why is he hiding? I am sure there is something... I asked-" Why? What is the reason

He was stuck until they moved away again. “‘I’ve bribed the investigator, Mother, so quit your worrying. My focus now is ensuring the people know how distraught and depressed our poor little princess is. They all see her smile, but the rumors are out there… she’s unfit to rule. And she’s high on happy pills.’” “‘And who started that rumor?’” Alba asked lightly. Kingston didn’t have to see their faces to know they grinned, and his hands twitched angrily at his sides.

"I said I wasn't sure of it on first look. But I read over some of the ancient books last night, and would you believe it? This is the emblem of a coven of witches that is located in the Kingdom Umbraeth." I raised my brow. "Umbraeth? Where the hell is that?” The king's face turned serious and his voice lowered to a whisper. "The eighth kingdom." "There are seven Kingdoms," I reminded him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. "Everybody knows that." "Because that is what you were all told and made to believe," he whispered. "You see, Umbraeth was cast out centuries ago by the seven kingdoms. Everything about them was removed from history by the seven kingdoms. Most Kingdoms don't know about i

Acar said to his armies, as he paced back and forth, angrily. The kingdom of Barak was now a force of nightmares for the Guhu kingdom, Rumors spread amongst the armies of Guhu kingdom, that the Barak armies were ghosts, risen from the dead to haunt their killers. The king of Guhu kingdom realized the danger ahead of them, he gathered his entire army, a force of one thousand, to plan on how they could rebel against the kingdom of Barak. “We have lost all of our armies to the kingdom of Barak, this is the time we need to come together, and fight back.” The king of the Guhu kingdom, said aloud.

“The chosen one had set foot in this soil, the one that will set this kingdom free has arrived, the one that will chase the evil that lives in this kingdom in human form. The gods are happy but the witches are worried because judgment day has come for them. Finally, this kingdom will know peace, and the eyes that have been closed all these years will finally see. My thanks great ancestors of this kingdom, after years of not seeing anything, of making me blind and mute for my past failure, today you have opened my eyes and mouth.” Said the chief priest. “What is going on here? We blinded this person and he hasn’t seen anything for years now” the queen mother asked worriedly. “Twenty-six years

Skipping over a few more lines and trimming over a few pages, I skimmed over the words until I hit what I needed. Time is passing quickly as my kingdom is in despair, the royal King and Queen have no thoughts of helpfulness to the situation nor do they seem to understand the deadliness which is entitled here; our sorcerer has hidden herself, no longer caring about anything of these Northern Whispers, even if she had the utmost interest in them… She's our only hope. Ostana, where are you?