Novel & Cerita Kingdom Royale

They turned their horses to their leader and yelled, "Yes, understood!" "Remember, we always begin the war," Trion grimaced his eyes under his hood. "It is not the soldiers who always carry the flag of war to their enemies. It is us, we Ravens! Some of you here might be have confusion in your minds, but I assure you there is nothing to be scared of. We see everything, we see in night, we see in light. We hear a single whisper mile away from us. We all know, Greatest King Ramos is resting in peace and it is Lord Nrikawn who deserves to be the next King!" "LORD NRIKAWN!"

"Anyways, as Prince Lazul had already stated, you get the crown to your King, you win, but if not, the first team to get twenty-one points wins the set. One goal means one point only, no matter how many times you pass the ball to your teammates to keep it." "Oh, so that's the two ways to win the game and how to win?" I inquired and nodded to respond to my own question. "Okay. Sounds good to me. Wait—what about the King?" "As the title says, the King commands the team. They can block and steal the other's crown, but can’t score. Most importantly, they keep their crown safe. Otherwise, the game would end very quickly." Prince Guren snapped his fingers. "Ahem!" Someone coughed so forcefully lou

If the hunters knew a descendant of the Kingdom of Gaels was still alive, they would hunt her until they kill her. Rose has a unique trait that makes every vampire know she’s royalty and not any vampire, and it’s her eyes. Her grey eyes are from the old kingdom. The kingdom was known for its powerful descendants and because they were the descendants of the five deadliest holy vampires. So she got blessed by the elders of all times, the five real purebloods.

“The Drakon rules over the affairs of all dragons and is responsible for ensuring the peace among humans, demi-humans, and beasts with the dragons. There is however one rule which every Drakon dragon on the throne must obey. “A Drakon can be challenged for the throne by another dragon with a royal bloodline especially when the current Drakon has failed to fulfill his duties to the kingdom and it is called Monarch battle. That battle is overseen by the council of Elders of the dragons so that the contest would be fair. Even dragon relatives or nephews can challenge the kingship as long as he or she has dragon royal blood. If the Drakon loses the battle, the victor becomes king Drakon automati

I asked. “The Royals were murdered and now vampires and werewolves are at each other’s throats. Angelo is grieving, and Aragon is pissed off , but he hasn’t attacked anyone. Angelo and Kieran are the Kings now, and as insensitive as this may sound, we need them to man up and take control. The beings will not stop attacking each other unless if ordered to do so, and only they can reach all of them in one go,” he explained. As Royals, Kieran and Angelo have the power to mind-link all the beings of their kind in one go. “Where’s Angelo now?” I asked, not seeing him anywhere.

King Asnus called hesitantly, "there's something you need to know." "What, pray tell?" "The raiders, they had sharp claws and teeth. Their eyes also glowed a weird green. Thru seemed strange but they were humans, I'm not sure if…" he trailed off. Sebastian's eyes narrowed. Definitely not vampires. Green eyes… vampires were red. "I'll take care of it. Do as I have commanded." King Asnus bowed, "yes, my lord." Sebastian turned and went down the roof. "Are you leaving?" Aurora asked when she saw him walking out of the partially destroyed palace.

Behind him stood hundreds of fully armed guards in black armor. On their banners was a symbol that struck fear across the entire continent. The Greedwolf Royals from the Northern Realm. The altar fell into deathly silence. Even the blade in Silas's hand slipped from his fingers and clattered to the ground. "Th-the Greedwolf King…" One elder dropped to his knees, trembling. "It's the ruler of the Northern Realm, Alex Cruz!" My brother, Alex, looked coldly at the nearly suffocating Ronan in his grasp, his voice like judgment from hell itself.

The process where each graduand from each arm presented their skill or a mind turning project that won them a one year internship by the scouters that were invited. "Well that's because Jacob St. Laurent will be attending this one", he proffered, causing all the blood to drain out my face. "What?", I choked out, letting go of my spoon. Jacob St. Laurent was the only descendant of one of the pure blood families. The Royal pure blood family to be exact. Jacob St. Laurent without question, was the King of Vampires. And he was going to be at the selection. The selection I wasn't even remotely prepared for.

Cos once they start fighting, they don't know how to sWOUNDS IBERU KINGDOM I don't know much about these kingdom we had from you, and if the they truly exist, then I will love to be united with them, all my life I have heard of humans in other dimensions, and I have always imaging what it will look like, to see people with different culture associatinkinds THE WARLORD

This one was for real. “First, I’ll explain the arena in which it will take place. Since this is the boundary of the two kingdoms, there will be signs but that will be too hidden for you to find out so you have to be very careful. One step on the Dragonae Kingdom will awaken the enemy and you will be in a whole lot life threatening chase. Since you will be bringing a dragon on your tail, you will be prohibited to reenter Laera Kingdom, until you kill the dragon. “During the survival in here, you will be asked to complete a certain task. Using your many weapons and magic, you will compete in a no-rules battle. You will fight over each other to cut down the numbers as smaller as possible.”