Kingdom Book Series の小説・ストーリー

“All I know is we are in a clan in another kingdom... I must go. He is coming..” Before I can say anything else, she cuts the link; I sigh and allow the exhaustion to take me into the darkness of sleep. ----------------- VICTORIA POV I am surprised when we actually get a good rest before Nathaniel is up and ready to leave again; I meet him in Theodore’s office and we have another look at the map, applying the information he received from Scarlett last night. We work out that there are two kingdoms close to ours one is King Noah’s, and the other is a much smaller vampire kingdom but one still under Uncle Dominic’s rule, a lot of the kingdoms are under his rule even though he allowed the kings

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. The story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. Any illegal reproduction of this content in any form will result in immediate action against the person concerned.

Gail smiled, "The book you read is only a small part of the book series on the documentation of the Aima Kingdom. This book is book number four and number eight, concerning the Queen of Aima and the Prince of the Kingdom of Aima ." Al frowned, "What are you trying to say?" "It's common for a kingdom to have documentation about its kingdom, isn't it? Of course, Aima has it too. They have ten books in the series," Gail explained. Gail followed a plot that wasn't printed on the cover, "Look, it shows the number four. This book is book number four in the Aima series. This book I'm holding—" he took another, "—is number eight." "Whereas the books you've read before are books number two and ten, t

When I first started writing Kingdom of Ash and Blood, I never imagined how far this story would carry me. What began as a spark — a single image of a woman standing in the ruins of her past — became a journey that taught me more about strength, love, and survival than I ever thought a story could.

No wonder why the other kingdoms are warry to invade them. "You said seven your Majesty, but, you only mentioned six kingdoms." Nicholai stated. "And the last one kingdom was the one who gave strength to the six kingdoms, it is called the Light kingdom." His father said. To his surprised, E.J gasped surpisingly. His reaction is comical. As if, he couldn't believe of what he has just heard. "You meant Luminous kingdom are the other seven pillars of leadership?" E.J asked shock. How can he forget. Luminous was also known as Light kingdom. No wonder why E,J reacted that way. But, his reaction was over dramatic. To their surprised, Nicholai hit slightly E.J's nape.

I asked, remembering the story I was told about the Fae that blessed the Alastians with their kingdom, but I had no idea it was because of war. "Yes, the war of the Fae, to put simply, was a time of grave famine crossing all of the kingdoms across Azara. The humans all came to be healed but soon our magic was wearing out and we have nothing left to give, they took that as selfishness and destroyed our homes and killed many of us. The magic users came to help but they failed as mass hysteria rose throughout our own Kingdom we had no choice but to surrender." As she spoke I could feel the anxiety and depression they must have felt all those centuries ago. "Okay, I understand that but how did t

“This, sister, is the kingdom of Etherios. You and I are the daughters of the fallen King Samael. Your child is to inherit the throne.” Mitzie stood from her seat, eyes and mouth wide open, trying to take in all that she was seeing. It looked something like a cross between a vast Roman Empire, and a Medieval Kingdom. She didn’t know how that was possible when they were two vastly different looks, but somehow, they worked well together here. There were no other persons around, but she somehow knew there were others that were there. "I really don’t understand. I mean, I love to dream…or excuse me, would love to believe this, but I really don’t know how any of this is possible,” Mitzie said in

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.