Kingdom Builder Novels & Stories

he said, voice low and serious, “this is no dream.” After we toasted, and after he pressed a soft, intimate kiss to my cheek, we walked down toward the stables. We held hands as he told me how the palace was built, how his grandfather had won the throne over two thousand years ago, and built the Kingdom of Summer from the ground up, establishing the wealth that defined it today. “I’m proud to lead these people forward,” he said, sounding genuinely sincere. “Which is why…” His gaze shifted—deeper, heavier, something I hadn’t seen before. “It’s important for me to pass it on.”

Cami the new momma of a beautiful young girl smiled at her. "Just out of curiosity, are you ever gonna tell Gabi who her real mother is?" Theo asked "When the time is right, she is the heir to the Turmans Empire after all" she smiled "That's good" Leo nodded. Stephanie walked in with her buldging stomach, and here she was saying she didn't want to be a mom. "Sorry I'm late, where's my goddaughter" she rushed towards Summer. "You can't have all my kids as your godchildren Stephanie" Summer laughed.

But I didn’t look up from the paperwork I was handling. She moved around with the practiced precision of someone who had learned to be invisible. Good. I didn’t need her distracting me. I squinted at the words printed on the report. Alphas in the southern district requesting more territory, more land. I held back a growl. The southern district had more wasteland than any other district. Requesting more land means funding a cleanup the kingdom couldn’t afford right now. A loud thud split the careful silence, my head moved—slowly, irritated.

They were probably gambling, he thought. In fact, his people could see him standing in the veranda but Draken couldn’t care less about them or about anything at all. All he was concerned about at the moment was this breeder’s capability to give him an heir. A male heir. Not some tiny whiny female youngling! Over the years, that had been what he kept getting. Females! Those tiny, little things had held him back from being eligible for the Ice Throne. The Sages demands were too much. It shouldn’t be a must that someone must have a male heir before vying for the throne of Bloomington.

Playing a victory song inside your head, you look around for any signs of a creature lurking around. Again, you find none and race towards the door, slipping it open and finally getting exposed t the outside world. The palace's surrounded by a huge wall that strangely resembles the wall of china. Spikes decorate the surface of the wall but in the middle, you can spot a huge gate that will eventually lead you to the outside world.

The Southern Empire, a vast land covering half the mid-southern lands and the latter ends of the Southern-lands. This large Empire of Light bearers or believers as known of them is made up of ten kingdoms, all under the ruler ship of Bishop Ekmond Alexander, King of Lux-urbe; the head of the kingdoms. Lux-urbe is a large kingdom surrounded by hills, the only known route into this fortress is through a wide gorge, along the gorge lies a forest of pine trees before the gates of the kingdom.

He never ceased to speak of the kings of the Kingdom. Balzemom wasn't an ordinary kingdom. It had five villages, each with its own species and king. The Kingdom was made of five species: demons, vampires, dragons, werewolves, and fairies. And each species had a king who lived in a magnificent palace in the mountains. Every year, ten youths were selected as guards for the kings. That was two from each species. However, since I was born, I'd never shown any signs of which species I belonged to. My parents were mixed, so there was no telling whether I was a werewolf, a vampire, or both.

I fold the paper and hand it to him before walking away. “It isn’t that easy. These things take time to accomplish.” “Second plan, my love. You tell me what you want to do. Do you want to be the King of two Kingdoms?” I taunt him with the idea. “Not really. That is a lot of work.” “That is why we hire people who will help take care of the Kingdoms. We do not need to be policemen, jailers, judges, or executioners. We need to help these people and not by a heavy thumb.” “You do not understand the amount of work this will take. The tole that it will take on your mind, body, and soul.” “Maybe I do not understand Lawler. But I do know that I have a choice. Two choices, actually. You do not want m

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

My lessons are well rounded. From my teachings I have learned that Oremgoth is made up of four kingdoms: Jotum, Nidavelle, Heimed, and Skaldic. I found out that I was originally from Nidavelle, the land of forests. Skaldic is North and entirely on a peninsula on the sea. It tends to be in perpetual winter, only thawing out a few months out of the year. Jotum and Heimed are where much of our agriculture comes from and Heimed tends to be a bit milder in temperature, it being further south. Together these four kingdoms make up the High Kingdom of Oremgoth of which I am to become Queen as soon as I am married to the High King. That blessed union will be in one year.