Kingdom Of Ruin Season 2 Novels & Stories

Alpha-knock. We heard Marcus open it. "Marcus Stone," a new voice said, deep, accented. "I am Alpha Kade of Red Moon, West Coast. You have broken council law by recognizing a null mate and broadcasting our existence to humans. By old law, I challenge you for territory and for the nulls." Silence in the main room. Karl and I looked at each other. "Of course," Karl muttered. "We win against the humans, the wolves start." He took my hand, claws out a little.

My fingers trembled. I didn’t care for people seeing me like this, black cars following me, the society posing a threat, Sebastian and Adrian. I let everything from the last minutes crash over me again and again. I slid down the wall my body shaking with panic. “Don’t cry here Keira! Not here…” I tried to push myself up, my vision tilted. I staggered back up gasping for air that I wasn’t grabbing enough of. What was going on?! Was this some kind of twisted game? It didn’t make sense, none of it did. The restaurant…The fire…Two years ago–the words clawed at my brain like ice picks.

Annoyed by their silence, Monvane lunged at them, attempting to grab one by the neck, but his hands passed through their bodies like air. His eyes widened in shock. He tried again, but the same thing happened. Frustrated and unsettled, King decided to return home to find answers to the strange events happening around him. The protectors followed him but remained outside once he entered his house. King immediately retrieved the ancient books containing the history of the supernatural world, books passed down through Alpha bloodlines for generations. He flipped to the witches section and froze instantly. The image staring back at him looked exactly like Arita.

He just looked at Aria, then down at Elara. “We lost two more,” he finally said. “Kerric and Dana. The Prophetess left something behind… a message.” Aria tensed. “What kind of message?” Kael reached into his pocket and pulled out a shard of glass. It looked like it had been torn from a mirror, but the surface was wrong; it shimmered with black mist and the occasional flash of red. “She spoke through it before it shattered,” Kael said, his voice low. “She said, *The ashes of the lost will birth the queen of ruin. Find her before I do.*”

Raisa and Helie said together, Raisa continuing lightly, "We will get there when we get there, sweet." "She's right," said Helie, sniffing one last time as she reached resoluteness. "Right now, we have to focus on finding—" I pointed ahead. "That?!" Raisa leaned forward and breathed, "Oh, my Goddess." A kingdom of ruins. That was the only thing I could think of to describe what was looming ahead of us, because that's exactly what it was. Like Dust and Nedra and Niburgh all combined, rows and rows of adobe and sand and wood buildings in four tiers, it was a wonder of architecture and mystery, a study of grim wonder of who would destroy what could have easily been a thriving city.

Piles of rubble scattered everywhere and just to my far left is a tall broken down building that looks suspiciously like a castle. I noticed that the prince's expressions turned grim and that made my curiosity tingle. "What is this place?" I asked them. "It's the ruins of the former kingdom of Gija." Said Nate. He rode beside me so he could speak to me more clearly. "This is the kingdom of the Tamers. They control beasts and do their bidding." "What happened to them?" Nate's face hardened. "You don't want to know the details, but I'll give you a hint. Tereau."

He told them. They all agreed and pulled back to their own cabin. Tonight was their free day of guarding the outside gate so they were free to go wherever they want. The Canary Kingdom was built after King Rius died, the Alpha King Lucian's father. Their old territory were invaded by the savage Rogues and the King died while saving his only son. After the war, King Lucian served as their Alpha at that time until today. They found this place while escaping from the Rogues. This place was full of darkness and they reformed and renovated it as their new home.

Orora POV . . In the Kingdom of Diaphora King Arabic Reubus had managed to bring everything back to normal, almost half of it. The kingdom was still in the process of fixing the ruins the previous war had made, but at least the dragons were working together. They were doing their best to have the glory of their lost kingdom with them once again.

Elena said quietly, against his chest. "No," Damian agreed. "But neither are we. And this time, whatever he does next, he'll be doing it to both of us together, not to a woman standing alone against an empire that spent decades believing itself untouchable." Outside the window, the afternoon sun caught the edge of the city skyline, gilding it gold, and for the first time since a courthouse clerk had upended her entire life, Elena Marsh allowed herself to believe, however cautiously, that she might actually win this.

Chapter 24: The Shattered Prince The once-thriving kingdom of Zorana had been hollowed out by the endless war. The castle’s stone walls, now scarred with both the wear of battle and the passing of time, echoed with a kind of quiet desperation. And inside the cold, unfeeling chambers of the prince, Caden was no longer the man Karina had known. His eyes were sharp, relentless—a man consumed not by loss, but by a burning, obsessive need for vengeance.