Kerajaan Ghaib Novels & Stories

Princess Diana has a lot interconnected with the existence of the Kingdom of Abasia. There is a scripture in the Holy book of Abasia kingdom, called The Kitaf, written by the ancestors of the Kingdom that says "In every century, a child will be given birth to in the night of Hitah, the child will be the savior of the Kingdom in as much the child stays within the walls of the great Kingdom."

But as the smoke thinned, the details became chillingly clear. A man clad in obsidian-black armor, his presence exuding an aura so dark it seemed to swallow the firelight around him. A mask concealed his face, leaving only his piercing golden eyes visible—cold, unreadable, utterly merciless. But the moment Elara saw him, her blood ran cold. Because she knew who he was. The Wraith King. The name was whispered in fear across the kingdom. A phantom of the underworld. The true ruler of the hidden mafia that thrived in the shadows of the empire.

Ghosts whispered among themselves: "Where did the king's wedding robe come from? I've never seen it before." "If the king wears it, it must be the best. You think you'd see it just anywhere?" "So handsome! Truly worthy of being king!" The evil spirits of Ghost City worshipped their king as an idol, and that was no exaggeration. When Carl fought his way out of the Ghost Pit, he had already subdued all these evil spirits. To them, no one in the world was more charismatic than their king. In terms of looks, no one from any Immortal Sect could compare to the king.

"You haven't heard of him, it only means you are not qualified enough." "Nonsense. I was the Ghost Duke, with a distinguished identity. Any new ghost who came to report would voluntarily come under my jurisdiction." "Where is the Ghost King?" came a sinister voice from the morgue. The arrogant ghost duke withered instantly, “Ghost King, of course, is not under my jurisdiction. However, there are a total of four ghost kings, and it is impossible for the No. 1 President to be a ghost king, right?" "Who knows."

"No, we don't have that ability. Only the original can do that. She's the beginning of our kind anyway. They call her the Phantom Queen and she is eternal, at least that's what they say. She can manifest her essence in her chosen descendant throughout the centuries hence why they call her the Phantom——something that cannot be seen but she still remains in this world." "So she still exists up to this day? Where is she now?" I sighed, scooting closer and cuddled her on my side. "Nowhere. She'd been long gone since the War of the Triad began eight hundred years ago. Let's say we are indeed a 'cult'. And we were united before under the Phantom Queen Silva who was chosen by the Essence of the Ori

They just didn’t understand what yet. “There is a kingdom beyond the Forbidden Forest,” I announced, and the murmuring exploded into genuine commotion. “A kingdom called Shadowfang. A kingdom that has existed alongside ours for centuries, hidden behind a barrier of magic and deception. A kingdom that possesses power and resources that rightfully belong to us.” “Your Highness—” someone began, but I silenced them with a look. The darkness in my eyes must have shown because they stumbled backward, fear replacing confusion.

"What does it say?" Kael looked at me, his gaze lingering on my shoulder for a fraction of a second, before shifting to the King. "It doesn't use words, Your Majesty. It uses a seal. The mark of the Obsidian Crown." The air in the room seemed to freeze. I looked at Eryx, and for the first time since I’d met him, I saw genuine, unadulterated fear in his eyes. "The Obsidian Crown," he whispered. "That's impossible. They were wiped out in the First Rebellion. They’re a myth."

Ivan hesitated, clearly terrified to speak the name. “She’s made contact with him. The Ghost.” The temperature in the room dropped instantly. I looked between them, confused. “Who is the Ghost?” Nikolai’s face had gone deathly white. He slowly sat down, rubbing his face with both hands. “The Ghost,” he said quietly, “is a legend. A shadow. No one knows his real name. He doesn’t run a family — he destroys them. He’s the one who orchestrates silent coups. The one who makes entire bloodlines disappear overnight. Even my father was afraid of him.”

“IFtar doesn’t actually exist. Of course, we don’t have it. What does that have to do with anything,” Kezira’s face made my stomach drop and I swallowed. “What is it?” She bit her lip slowly and held my hands. “Zura, iFtar does exist outside Gaham. In varying quantities really. But I heard our Kingdom itself stifles the ability,” I shook my head slowly. “No. The Queen would have told me if—” “Did you know?” Kezira cut me off immediately, her eyes searching mine. “Know what?” She glanced around us hurriedly and turned back to me. “Immediately we crossed out of Gaham, you asked to stop the carriage. Did you know about the attack?!”

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® THE POWER OF THE TWIN **Kingdom of Natus** My Lord.. my Lord. The priest of shenaz, ran into the Hall panting hard. He has never seen this kind of thing before. It frightens him. What is Hakki? King Leon asked. It's... It's about the kingdom of Athopa. He said. What about them? King Leon stood up. Anything concerning the kingdom of Athopa, he's always there to listen.