Kingdom Keepers Audiobook Novels & Stories

KING RAGNAR LOTHBROK and his crew were away for nearly six months when they returned, bearing news of their triumphant raid. The people of Kattegat sang their praises, welcoming their beloved warriors back to town with jubilant cheers. Sophie stood beside Helen and the other slaves, a little away from the boisterous crowd, observing the Lothbrok family's reunion. Rollo's absence was notable, considering he was renowned as one of the best warriors. She watched the famous priest, Athelstan, whom she had yet to meet, warmly greet Queen Aslaug and Ivar, a display of affection that made Sophie wonder if she would ever hold them in such high regard.

And as the monster smashed the ground, there was an earthquake tearing from him to the Shaders, and the fast ones took the lesser ones out of the track. "I'm the Keeper, keeper of Purgatory. And I shall claim this land to extend my territory," the Keeper pronounced clenching a fist. "Now, I bring my true army, my warriors." More horrible creatures crawled out behind him, actually affirmatively an army as he claimed. They were countless and more defying than the previous. "Oh my God," Alisa exclaimed with a fallen jaw. "By the time I'm done with Shade, it'll be nothing but oblivion."

The vision vanished. The compass became solid once more. A distant roar echoed through the collapsing library. The stranger turned sharply toward the broken sky. "They're here." Dark cracks widened overhead. From them descended enormous chains forged from black iron. Each chain carried thousands of tiny locks. They wrapped themselves around the remaining shelves. One by one... The books stopped glowing. The stories fell silent. The stranger whispered a single name. "The Silence Keepers..." Adrian looked at him. "You know them?" "I created them."

She walks us all into the conference room. She sets the book down on the table. "My mother used to tell me stories. Stories of a great prophecy that would rise a kingdom out of the ashes to rule over all. Hundreds of years ago, the only pack that ran these woods were Dragons. They disappeared until my father found this book. He ruled by it." Luke rolls his eyes. "Here we go." Alexi squints at him. "What?" He throws his hands to out to the side.

"And it was never closed." Ariana suddenly remembered the strange changes that had begun in the Moon Kingdom. The weakening magic, the corrupted creatures, the ancient battles. All of it had started there. Kael looked toward the doorway. "Then we return." Ariana nodded. "Everyone?" The Keeper smiled. "Everyone." Ariana looked back at the shattered heart. "What about the Star King?" The Keeper's expression became serious. "He will come." "Why?" "Because he finally understands what you are."

"This one? This young man walked right back into a volatile situation... just to make sure two total strangers got home safely without tearing each other apart over nothing." A brief, heavy silence followed over the line, charged with an intensity that contrasted sharply with the mundane noise of the afternoon traffic rolling past the newsstand. The silence was thick with unspoken meaning, history, and a purpose far larger than the city block they occupied. Finally, the calm voice spoke again, issuing a single directive. "Keep an eye on him. Don't let him out of your sight." "Understood." The call ended without further ceremony or polite farewells.

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.

"Stop!" I shouted after I leap in the tall gates of the mansion. The rogues stop and the warriors of the West snarled at them. There are more wolves groaning and whimpering on pain, I hate hearing the warriors of the Langston palace get hurt so I raise my head high and with all my strength I let out a loud growl. Showing the sharp fangs on my mouth and then my claws on the ground, I am the powerful Alpha King. The strength of my words echoed through the entire mansion and across the Western lands. The rogues bend down and lowered themselves kneeling before me.

After all, if we could find reason enough, the King could demand the pack to reveal all of their secrets or face the King's army. "Alpha Fin" stated the wolf who lead us to the packhouse. "I present Alpha Cyrus Astor and Beta Dante Clifford of the Golden Moon pack." I looked at each person's face to assess their emotions determined to find their tells. Those on the lower step showed interest in who we were. The Golden Moon pack was the King's pack after all. His royal court and warriors predominantly came from them. Being Alpha and the King's next of kin, I was also next in line for the throne. Our presence didn't seem to phase the Alpha and Luna. Their faces were passive showing no em

King Brandt” “He signed it, King Brandt?” Elnora asks me, confused. “Sure did. By the way, it sounds he had little to no hope for me to rule the Kingdom.” “Doesn’t matter what he thinks. What we do will be what matters. Right now, we need to get that book upstairs and read what we can on these creatures.” She points to the drawer, and I happily open it to retrieve the book. “That is a big book. How many weird things do you have here?” She asks, horrified. “More than I care to admit.” I follow Elnora up the steps, close the door, and make my way to the bed. “Let’s read, shall we?” I smile as I climb into bed next to Elnora and open the book to the page labeled Creatures.