Novel & Cerita Kingdom Royale

Cato said the moment I sat down. “I did. I only found out I was accept a couple of days before the fire started,” “Wait, so you got accepted as the first Queen to enter?” Cora asked even though she knew the answer because I told her once before. “Yes,” She hummed. “There's a lot of Kings that's competing, they might do anything to sabotage you so you'll forfeit,” Coa said and everyone went silent. “Jasmine, Cora's right. They will do anything to make you forfeit, even burning down your kingdom because they know they don't stand a chance against Agatha, “ Dimitrius said.

I know why the taskmaster hates me, and I’ll try to keep it brief. The Werewolf Kingdom is divided into four separate Kingdoms and each of these Kingdoms is ruled by a King. The Northern Kingdom is ruled by King Arnold while his brother King Ethan rules the Eastern Kingdom under which our pack, The Moonshine Pack is a part. The Southern Kingdom is ruled by King Hunter, and the Western Kingdom is ruled by King Garner. Well, back to the topic at hand, the reason the taskmaster hates me is because the King of the Eastern Kingdom is my mate.

Gemma said, completely fascinated at the loyalty people have to a stranger who probably did not love them but uses them for money and fame. But she was not going to say this out loud, or else she would be minced meat in a matter of seconds. “The Kayden Kingdom is a very loyal and awesome fan base. We are never toxic, we do projects to help boost his image and just send a few death threats here and there to Kayden's haters” Ava ended. “I am sorry, what?. Kayden's what? And death what?” Gemma questioned genuinely out of concern. “His name is Kayden King, his fandom name is Kayden Kingdom. If someone asks us, we did say we are Kayden's Citizens and yes, don't mess with us, we are like a group o

“Is it here where you made my false documents?” Aspen shifts in his seat, obviously feeling uncomfortable as he pushes against the frame of his glasses repeatedly. “No! The artists are down there.” Taking a step back, I look down a narrow hallway filled with shelves full of books that must lead to another hall. A man in a tailored suit is standing there casually, scrolling through the pages of a book and as he sees me he waves at me with an exaggerated smile. “Oh, that’s interesting.” “We were told that he is the King of New York,” Karma says matter-of-factly, not stopping a split second as he continues coding. “Is that true?”

I was still slightly pissed off that Milo had brought Ghost up because that was shit nobody wanted to get involved in. “Back up, if Ghost is real then he’s the person you want in there.” Ryder was right again but I didn’t want to talk about Ghost. “What intel can you get on the Royal Family?” I asked him instead. “Why?” “Dragonkin will be called up to go to Romania. The King’s starting training camps, it’s not just a rumour. I’ve heard whispers about new King’s Guards, personal warriors and royal henchmen. There have been no other indications that the covens and packs are doing the same.”

Jacinda chuckles nastily. "Stop with the games and tell me!" I snap, annoyed and frustrated. "Hmm. Just this once. I assume you've heard of Prince Alexander Filipe Reginald Kensington-Wield, the Crown Prince of the Lycanthrope Kingdom?" She reveals lazily, as if we are just discussing the weather. "Vaguely..." I whisper, the pieces of the puzzle finally coming together.

The general briefed as Zackarya faced the hall raising his neck. “I, the King of Dark Spades announced Fated Kingdom to become part of our domain too. The werewolves and humans would live together from now on. Tomorrow we will announce the death of the Queen. I don’t want distractions during my rule.” He hissed the last sentence staring at the General as he shook his head in agreement.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

“Julian is… entertaining. The typical story everyone would like. But Rowan?” I paused deliberately, rolling my eyes in a flirtatious manner. “Rowan is legacy.” Camilla blinked. “Legacy?” “He’s literally royalty,” I said. “The second son of the English royal family. That’s not just a regular status… that’s history.” Chloe tilted her head. “You don’t even like all that royal pressure stuff.” “I don’t,” I agreed. “But If it is with Rowan, it's different.” Julian is best for attention, but Rowan wasn't the type to get involved with it.There was something far more compelling about someone who carried weight quietly. He held himself like he didn’t need anyone’s approval. Which meant winning his at

my assistant said. “A high rank?” Lisa stated. “Yes.” she replied. “And, how long will this take?” “Sorry?” my assistant asked at my question. “The entire game.” “As long as required. There are three winners but only one royalty. Whoever catches the eyes of the King becomes his Queen automatically. She is the leader of the board.” she replied. “I see.” I replied with thoughts on the one that could lead me to my parents. The King. “The three winners are all breeders of aristocrats that wield power, right?” Lisa said in a curious tone.