Kingdom Series Novels & Stories

"It is a land that contains five main kingdoms, and each kingdom differs from the others in strength and nature." I sat silently, even though my head was aching, but something inside me forced me to listen. "At the top…" she continued while raising a tiny finger, "stands the Kingdom of Lycans and Werewolves. Equal to them in power only… is the Kingdom of Witches. After them comes the Kingdom of Dragons… then the Kingdom of Mermaids and Sirens… while the weakest kingdom outwardly is the Kingdom of Seers, but they are the most dangerous when it comes to prophecies… and seeing the past and the future."

The Kingdom of Salazar, Kingdom of the Dragons. The Kingdom of Nite, Kingdom of the Elves. The Kingdom of Coral, Kingdom of the Mermaids. While each kingdom pose their own type of strength it was well known that the kingdom of Salazar was perhaps the most powerful of all the four kingdoms. All four kingdoms lived in harmony and peace with each other, not wanting to repeat the past mistakes of the world. Unfortunately, all is not well in one certain Kingdom. The Kingdom of Salazar. A certain Prince had to be married and the King of the Salazar Kingdom had taken it upon himself to select a saintess to marry him. This, however, would only be the start of problems as well as a new adventure.....

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

[LYCAN KINGDOM B - OUTSKIRTS - NIGHT TIME] The vast expanse of the Lycan Kingdom stretched out before Zilver and his army, a seemingly endless forest cloaked in the vibrant hues of autumn. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and the distant promise of adventure. Zilver, the formidable lycan king of kingdom A with eyes as sharp as his silver armour, rode at the head of his troops, their horses pounding the earth with each thunderous step. The army moved with a synchronised precision that spoke of years of training and discipline.

Fionna dropped the wet linen on the tub. "Beyond our realm lie the Three Kingdoms. It's said that there's more than one realm altogether. We exist under the authority of the magic council, with the Southern, Eastern, and Western Kingdoms each having their own dominion. We find ourselves in the Western Kingdom, ruled by the King of Wolves. Alpha Knight Strevus, the third prince, is our leader, though we usually address him by his last name. This Western Kingdom is further subdivided by smaller..." "Hold on? There's more?"

I looked up and smiled briefly. This world is too big. We have hundreds of kingdoms scattered around, thousands of fallen kingdoms and hundreds of Lands and States. We also have 4 elemental kingdoms, they are recognized as the highest in this world, especially the Kingdom of Animus Vitae which has the widest jurisdiction. When he arrived in the free lands, Hesperia was the leader followed by his face and it was obvious that he was having a hard time telling me what happened. I wrongly accused him, I looked down.

“Good, now let’s talk about how this fight is going to affect the three kingdoms. The outcome of this fight will determine if the war between us and the west pack kingdom will go into a war. If Prince Sephiroth wins that we won’t need to go to war, but if not, there will be a lot of our packs that will lose lives.” “Wow, no pressure there, thanks King Alexander.” “I’m sorry but your kingdom has about 19 states and around 90 packs all together. So, we need both mine and Darrius’s packs to stand up against your father.” “I’m sorry to tell you this King Alexander, but my father not only is in control of Alaska, but he also has the two provinces in Canada.” “Which two provinces in Canada does he

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

Sophie turned away and followed Ivar, who was stumbling his way onto the ship while his father waited impatiently. The ship Sophie boarded carried King Ragnar and his sons, Lagertha, Athelstan, Floki, his wife Helga, as well as Bjorn and Torvi, along with a few others she didn't recognize. The other ships carried the rest of the Vikings, among whom she could only recognize King Harald and his brother Halfdan. "Are you ready to go home, Princess?" she heard King Ragnar's voice as he leaned against a post, standing behind her. "Yes, King Ragnar," she replied, turning her gaze back to Helen, who was waving her farewell.

Senya got back to being upright. Barinor stayed quiet as he finished sewing my wound closed. “We have to do something, we can’t let the unnecessary killing’s continue.” I spoke lowely, worried someone could come through the door at any moment. “The thing with war is, it can bring famine and panic within the kingdom and the civilians.” Asiya explains her feet are now hanging off the side of the metal bed. The doors swung open with a crash as a squire rushed in with a small scroll in hand frantically and out of breath. “Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.”