Kingdom Of Ruin Novels & Stories

But never will I allow it to lead and forget my crown, my judgment, or the iron grip I hold on this kingdom. She’ll learn soon enough, if she hasn’t already—that there is no soft place to land in my world. For twenty years as King, I have sacrificed blood, time, and life itself—molding this land into what it is today. I have fought through endless wars, spilled enough blood to make rivers, and carved an empire out of chaos. Basgiath dominates the seven realms. We are unmatched in warfare, in the forging of weapons, in the construction of mighty cities. No kingdom dares challenge us, and none can match what we’ve built. We are called barbarians not because of how we look, but because of how w

My muscles lock, the throbbing pain fading as I watch his finger dance over the trigger. “You’re wrong.” he looks at me. “Let’s say you did destroy all the rings, X. Let’s say you accomplished what you’ve set out to do. Do you honestly believe, for one second, it’ll stay that way? Ha! The second the dust settles, evil will already be rebuilding their empire, this time stronger and better than before.” he stares at me as if I'm delusional. “You'll never get rid of evil. Never.”

Ralph continued, looking like he was recalling the words he had read in textbooks a million times. “Move around?” “Yes. They go from Kingdom to Kingdom, breaking them apart from within, weakening the hold of the mighty men on the Kingdom. They tear kingdoms to pieces, eating it out from within, and before anyone knows what's happening, entire civilizations have been ruined. The last red fox I heard about—which wasn't too long ago— apparently went rogue and killed her parents in their castle.” He explained, and my jaw dropped. “She went rogue and killed her parents in their castle?”

What a poor girl. He had the power to change that, but he wasn't going to. He shouldn't. King Ecbert shall pay the price, but perhaps he didn't need to let his wrath out on his daughter. He never knew he had a daughter. That Saxon king never even mentioned her. Where was he hiding such a beauty all this time? Or was he hiding her from his and his people's prying eyes? What a shame. Ragnar was beyond disappointed when he knew the truth, the truth of Sophie being the daughter of the king who had slaughtered his people. The king who had betrayed him. He just wished that King Ecbert never had to do that, for Sophie wouldn't be suffering like that at his hands.

"Oh, you're yelling at me? What exactly do you have that compares to Myra? All these years, she handled everything, and I just had to sign papers. I never had to lift a damn finger!" The two of them tore into each other without holding anything back. But no amount of screaming could fix the company's collapse. Soon after, Alan's company fell apart completely. To cover the financial losses, the court forced them out of the villa Alan and I once lived in together. It had to be auctioned off. And even with their lives falling to pieces, neither of them chose to actually work or rebuild. Instead, to maintain the lifestyle they were used to, they turned to gambling. It didn't take long for them t

The First King's eyes widened. “No.” The silver light spread through the realm. Across broken memories. Across shattered landscapes. Across the ruins of the fortress. Everywhere it touched, corruption receded. The darkness began unraveling. The King stumbled backward. For the first time in centuries, he was losing territory. Not land. Not kingdoms. Influence. The places where he could hide. The places where fear had protected him. Those places were disappearing. The First King roared. The sound cracked the sky. And then—

“ That will never happen and if you do that when I'm dead, I will still not allow it to happen. I am your father and I signed that alliance, the marriage is final.” “If you must get an heir you can request one from Dmitri when he is ready.” I said “You have two sons not one, father.” “ You know Dmitri isn't fit for this role, my first son will take over my empire and you are my first son and you will get an heir that will take over as well.” “You need a wife to tighten our strength.” Father continued. “Father, I have never needed anyone for the past seven years and I don't need anyone now,” I said

Kaelen pulled me through a collapsing corridor, and we burst out of the castle into the crimson night. Behind us, Velkorin… the vampire kingdom that had stood for millennia, that had witnessed the rise and fall of empires, that had been ruled by my father and his ancestors before him began to fold in on itself. It didn't fall. It unmade. The void was erasing it from existence, one stone at a time, rewriting reality so that the kingdom had never been. Guards and servants were fleeing in every direction, but many wouldn't make it. The void was hungry. The void was efficient. It took what it wanted and discarded the rest.

“Do you think this life just happened? Do you think I built my empire by playing nice with other businessmen over golf and champagne?” ‎ ‎I watched him unravel before my eyes, the polished façade crumbling to reveal something raw and dangerous underneath. “Then tell me,” I whispered. “Tell me the truth. ‎He stopped pacing, his back to me. When he spoke, his voice was so quiet I had to strain to hear. “The truth is that I made a deal with devils to protect the people I love. The truth is that every thing I own, my empire, is paid for with blood—sometimes other people’s, sometimes my own.”

could endure before she shattered in the mud. Only hours ago, I was the protected prize of a dark kingdom. Walter, the Alpha of the Night Sky pack, had kept me in a gilded cage for fifteen years, ever since my parents vanished in the war against his kin. He always told me my beauty was a gift from the Ancestors, that my blood was sacred. He dressed me in silks and fed me grand promises, only to use me as the final payment for a debt I never owed. "Catch the traitor! Don't let her cross the line!" Michael’s roar, Walter’s lead general, made me stumble.