Kingdom Builder Novels & Stories

“Just tell me where I am!” “Okay then” he then started look serious as he was preparing to tell something. “This is the other world. The Inhabitants of this Land call this world Beaume. Compared to your original world, it is not as advanced and modern as you might expect. It’s approximately about halfway through what your world calls the medieval age. This is the time period of war between dominant countries and war against demon creatures.” He explained. He snapped his left hand, and in an instant, brought a cup out of nowhere. He sipped a little before he continued.

The castles of the three king clans were unanimously decided to be built at the border of the blackwood forest by the will of their ancestors. The blackwood trees were famous for their versatility and durability that could put most types of metal to shame. The Rogue kingdom strictly manages the logging and processing of the blackwood trees, and it serves as one of the main sources of the kingdom’s income. A crescent wall of blackwood trees tightly surrounded the castle grounds, and Raimere could see the orderly soldiers of the Valerius clan in their black and red leather amors with a distinct silver crescent embracing a white gold rose in full bloom on their chests.

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

“The kingdom is run much differently than a pack. My father rules with an iron fist. He's hard, strict, and doesn't allow any room for error. The town within the kingdom is peaceful, but it has rules it has to follow. The king's rules. Not everyone is treated equally, but no one is abused. Omegas are the lowest ranks; they're not fit to fight. Their place is in the kitchen, with the children, and gardening. Having omegas as breeders isn't against the rules, but it must be done with their consent. If an Omega isn't useful in the Kingdom, they can be kicked out. If they're at risk for being kicked out of the Kingdom, one of the ways they can stay is to volunteer to be a breeder for someone.”

"Wow, so it was mass genocide then?" "What? No! Nothing like that. Any tribe that was conquered automatically fell under the reign of the one who conquered it. That was how it was till there were Sixteen tribes left." "So why are there four kingdoms now?" Elena asked, genuinely curious. "Well, according to the stories I was told by my tutor, there was actual peace for a couple of years amongst the sixteen tribes. But suddenly, the Blood Kingdom, which was called the land of ice then, suddenly amassed a great bundle of power. We do not know how, and why it works for them, but it made them overly powerful. So, their past kings took it upon themselves to start a new war. The war took years, and

“Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.” Senya looks at us both then at the young squire, short dark brown hair around 5’3 with a face of a young child. “Be out with it Chandler, obviously it’s important if you are this frantic.” Senya replies. “Right, ahem.” He cleared his throat before opening the scroll preparing to read it. “To the king of the Alastia kingdom, I am declaring war upon your country and will continue to take your people and do as I please with them, without further-adieu, sleep with one eye open, we are always watching.” Chandler slowly brought the scroll away from his face as he made eye contact with me blubbering who it’s from. “Declaration by King M-Mave

The raucous noise reminded her of the feasts she had witnessed in Kattegat, but this time, she was to join in rather than serve. Life had its way of playing tricks. It remained unclear to her whether they were planning to attack her kingdom or negotiate with her father, potentially offering lands in exchange for her—a typical Viking strategy. If Helen had accompanied her, Sophie might have learned a thing or two about their plans, but she was on her own. "Join us, Princess," King Harald beckoned, seated beside Floki and his brother. "Get our Princess a drink, please," King Ragnar instructed one of the servants they had brought along.

Although Dominionaria is now less than one-tenth the size of Ren City, including the harbor area, everyone is still accustomed to calling it Dominionaria City, because both the planning and the facilities were designed and built with reference to the standards of the number one city on the mainland, Frank City. After all, the descendants of the dragon veins have a long lifespan, so they can build it slowly over a few hundred years. The same reasoning applies to why Baron Stewart built a Count-level castle.

“Alpha William’s older brother is a king.“ I snap my head to look at her with my eyes. “Really?" She nodded with a smile. "The king and Alpha Stark’s dad are blood brothers. I also didn't know this until Tyler told me. Alpha William had built this pack when the older brother inherited the kingdom. He didn't want to be his brother's Beta or anything, so he decided to own his pack, and when he did, he named it 'The Royal Empire.' That's why everything you see here resembles a palace but is not really a palace.“

And none is allowed to challenge her nor question her authority. The same way you obey me, so shall you obey them both understood. Yes sir. And me. You shall call me. De Mayor. I shall be known far and wide as de mayor. From tomorrow your real missions begins in the city. I have already built a mansion there in the city for you all. That is were you would be staying. Your weapons has already been parks in the building. All you have to do is to arrange them all. Don't even think of escaping from there or going to the cops, to complain about me. I control them too like I control you.