Kingdom Of Lies Series Novels & Stories

“You are a far greater fool than Vallezarii if you believe the lies about Baryn and Arlankis. There is no such thing as the new dawn. Whatever stories you have been told of the uprising of Baryns to overthrow Vallezarii’s rule are stories to warm your hearts in the cold dark nights, to give you hope of a time when your sufferings will come to an end. Give a slave one such story and he will hold on to it as his truth. But those are lies…” “And how do you know that?” she demanded, getting even angrier at the lies he spurted. Surely he had to be the liar. “The prophecy has been passed from father to sons and daughters…” “The game at play is far greater than anything you know about Baryn and Arl

Chapter 34 Centuries of Caputos have run this kingdom without any type of wars and here I have been queen for a year and everyone is preparing for the war no one saw coming. The kingdom of Witchland falls is my home. My whole life, generation after generation of Caputo’s has stood and faced whatever came their way no questions asked. But as I stare out the window of my bedroom at the war that's coming towards us with no way to fight back is a scary and horrible feeling.

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

“You’re the one who froze her cards! You’re also the one who faked your mate certificate with her! You’re a piece of trash who wants both! Stop pretending to be so loyal and good!” As if those words had struck a nerve, Scott flung Katie’s hands away. “Ahh!!!” She crashed into the tea table, and blood flowed from between her thighs. “Scott… please… save our pup…” Scott shot her a cold look and left. Katie had no choice but to call her father. His words only drove her further into despair. “Katie, I just sent your mother into a mental asylum.” Gerald sounded abnormally cheerful. “Apologize to Claire. The elders have already removed me from my position, and the new Alpha King is my enemy. Clair

Something normal. I carry my plate to the sitting room. Distraction. That’s what I need. I settle on a random rom-com, letting it play in the background. It doesn’t work. Because my mind drifts anyway. Alexander teaching me how to ride a bicycle. “Don’t let go!” “I won’t. ” A lie. Alexander teaching me how to fly a kite. Alexander standing in front of my bullies, his voice low and dangerous. Alexander doing my homework while I watched, pretending I understood everything.

"The Emperor… he’s marrying the girl who saved him. They say she’ll be Empress. Liora, they call her." Those words hit me hard, like I couldn’t breathe. Fear, cold and sharp, broke through the calm I was trying so hard to keep. It was so much worse than I had ever thought. I had run, thinking I was getting away from the trouble I had caused, trying to forget Liora and the dangerous game I had played. But now, my lie, my pretend life as Liora, wasn't just being found out – it was being cheered. It was being turned into a story for everyone in the kingdom, a story that could easily trap me, destroy me.

“For Arkan. For his wars and his promises and the lie that he would choose her if she was useful enough.” The room hums, low and uneasy. “She believes she protects him,” she continues. “That standing at his side makes her powerful. Necessary.” “And you?” I ask softly. “I know better,” she replies. “Kings don’t love. They consume.” The baby stirs again, reacting to the bitterness in her voice. The wardlight dims, then brightens. Sereth notices. Her breath catches. “That child,” she whispers. “It’s not just lycan.”

Not broken. But close. “Bella… I mean—your Highness.” The title felt wrong now. Empty. Like everything else. “We’re not the only two running,” he said quietly. “Not anymore.” I swallowed hard, wiping my face—but the tears didn’t stop. “Hiding the truth…” he continued, stepping closer. “The truth and the lies behind love…” A small shake of his head. “There are always lies behind the truth.” I let out a shaky breath. “What are you saying?” I whispered.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

His body fell on top of me and little gurgles came out of his mouth. “Fucking pig,” I grunted as I wiped my eyes and mouth with my non-bloodied hand. My skin covered in goosebumps and my hair stood at attention when a cough interrupted my thoughts. I tilted my head back as far as I could and spotted about 6 men all dressed in black with small spatters of blood here and there. Their scents hit my nose and I knew.. they’re not from my kingdom. My eyes met with the one in the middle. The aura screamed powerful and I just knew I was staring at the Lycan king, Viktor. Butterflies filled my stomach and.. at the same time I wanted to run and hide.. or even attack him. -Take that as you will.-