Kingdom Of The Feared Novels & Stories

"I have very little strength left, Alistair. What you're seeing now — this shape, this voice — it's costing me the last of what I am. I won't be able to do this again. So hear me, both of you, because I will not get another chance to say it." "Say it, then." My voice cracked despite myself. "The kingdom that sent you here—" Her eyes found mine again, and something in them made my stomach drop before she'd even finished the sentence. "—is not sending an army because they fear the beast. They're sending an army because they fear what happens if the beast becomes a man again. A monster in a tower is contained. A prince with his power restored, and nothing left to lose, is not."

Her head kept lowering slightly like she was struggling to stay conscious. My fingers tightened around the edge of my shawl. “How did you let them get to you, Elira?” I whispered under my breath. Fear crept slowly into me because this was bad. Worse than bad. Ever since I arrived here, I had been listening carefully to everything people said around me. I had learned enough to understand that this kingdom was dangerous in a completely different way from Valerith. Kael destroyed people openly. This place hid its cruelty behind desperation. The older women standing beside me immediately started murmuring among themselves as the cart passed.

Any demon that stepped through that line would feel it like a blade to the throat. “This will be known,” he said at last, “as the ‘Venom Claw Fae Kingdom.’” A title that carried both their worlds. The warriors answered with a low, unified roar, the sound threading through the trees and echoing off the rock. The mountain had a new name. And it had death claws. ****

Kael followed closely and my warriors spread out naturally behind us. The atmosphere shifted immediately, there was fear in everyone's eyes for me. The scent hit me before I even looked around, women lowered their heads and some visibly stiffened. Others looked away completely, a few noble daughters practically hid behind their mothers. How pathetic!. The stories about me had clearly done their job. According to the kingdom, I was a monster, a murderer, a beast who enjoyed bloodshed. Let them believe it, fear was useful and fear kept people from getting close, and that was the last thing I wanted. My gaze swept across the room.

“I know you can, but I don’t want you to have to. Our kingdom is vital for the survival of all the others. That is why there must be a king, and it must be someone who can protect Oceane.” I let his words sink in, but no matter how hard I tried to understand, I rejected the idea of being an Arsenal’s bride. For as long as I could remember, Arsenal was the kingdom all the other kingdoms feared. They were the fighters, the protectors of civilization, and our greatest assets according to my father.

I sit up high in a tree and listen to their conversations to learn what I can about the world outside the forest. They speak about werewolves and how much they loathe them, that they are unnatural beings who should be eradicated. They say werewolves are ferocious and dangerous, that they kill their own young. After hearing these conversations, I fear werewolves, and I wouldn't dare approach one if I ever came across one. My forest is the only land neither king rules. It’s neutral land between two opposing kingdoms, and most people do not dare to enter. The humans say it’s only a matter of time until war breaks out between the two kingdoms: West Wallow, the human realm, ruled by King Fenris,

Nyles said helplessly. Anastasia shuddered inwardly. She had heard all about that man. The demon wolf who had an insatiable taste for blood and death. They also said he had connections to the human world–a place her people have been forbidden to go because it was a place where they were worshipped–humans worshipped Faes whom they call Fairy. Offerings were given to them by these humans and the Faes thrive on this offerings. The people of her kingdom was highly protected, for they were the highest species in the Lorea Empire. Faes were also not allowed to step out of Vilinski for fear that the demon wolf was lurking around. And also because of most of them, no all of them, fear that they will

There was no one to depend on. All she could do was to try to escape, try to outrun her hunters with the hopes to meet a savior along the way. The forest at the northern part of Kingdom of Arden - the North Ridge was the place everyone feared. It was said to be cursed, that anyone who dared invade it never went back alive. They said creatures other than humans were living there. Creatures living for darkness.

“We are sorry, I didn’t plan for this, our kingdom would have being attacked by the king of Westland if not for the Baron that stepped into the matter and stopped the king from bringing this kingdom to ruin and now asking for your hand in marriage is what he is asking in return for saving me 3 years ago” “You……you mean you got involved with the people of the West!!” tears rolled down her eyes “why would you get involved with the devil father!!” One nation that people feared to go to was Westland since it is a nation filled with werewolves and other kinds of shapeshifter, Westland was a kingdom secluded from the rest of the world but everyone feared them and was afraid they will get attacked

“There you go, in my visions there were hints of chaos and madness. There was death everywhere, people were dying, the survivors were being rounded up and attacked by ugly looking creatures, these ones do not fly though. They were almost reptilian like…” Vergil exhaled violently, realizing what this could mean. There was only one kingdom that could fit this description, his eyes glowered now, feeling the rage inside him build as he thought of the Kingdom of Havocc and their power-hungry monarch, Dyron. “So yeah, the whole place was on fire and there was blood everywhere, like so much, dude! You could see the streets flooding with it and Colter was in the midst of all that chaos!” “Colter did