Latte Cookie Run Kingdom Novels & Stories

I swallow and exhale, trying to dull the pain in my heart. “That’s Coe Wren,” Klevon supplies. “A minor lady from the Penrose Kingdom. A small but very lovely place.” He takes another drink and adds, “The blonde lady on the King’s right is Brylie Stockett. Another minor lady from Stine.” “The same Kingdom as Brandon?” “Same kingdom. But for the lady, Brandon is an enigma. I even think she has a crush on him.” “And the other women?” “From the right, those are minor ladies from Berka, Djambek and Orttenburg. Mara Gere, Panya Lubis and Eshe Orttenburg.”

Pheonix says, always trying to bend the rules. "My loves, I've done it. Give the message to King Leonardo. Kathleen has left the safety of these bitter-sweet castle walls. Soon, my dear pets, we'll rule havoc all of clone-dearest's kingdom." I command to my little pets, soon I'll give them the world. Once I do, I'll finally be able to leave mine.

Wearing only thin clothes, barefoot. “Welcome to the Kingdom of Voneveir!” That voice was so familiar in his ears. Alexis can never be wrong about it. It was his son, Allan. "Your Majesty, Do you have any last words for your people?" Being humiliated like a criminal who purged innocents, does he really deserve to receive such disgrace? “Your homeland whom you loved…” Remembering every sleepless night he had in order to manage every problem his kingdom is facing… “… your people whom you cherished… “

"Don't worry, your family is here. We can visit as often as possible. They can visit the kingdom as much as they would like too." "So tomorrow I get to meet your family?" I felt him nod. "I hope they like me." "They will love you." He kissed my head, wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a slow dance as romantic music was heard from inside. We danced together under the moonlight. When the Moon was at the right height the pack decided to go for a run together. We joined them in our Lycan form and pulled the Moons energy, running through the woods all night.

CHAPTER FOUR -ANTONIO- It was now late into the night, almost midnight, and the celebration was coming to its last event; the Run. The Run was an age-old royal tradition. It was a game, a chase under the dance of moonlight. Only the King and Queen's children were allowed to participate in the event. Whichever of the royal offspring reached the age of maturity would have to compete against their older siblings. This would demonstrate the royal's skills and formally initiate them into the competition for becoming the future ruler of the Lycan Empire. Tonight, under the moon, Alina would prove her worth as the princess of the Lycan Empire.

Jade and her packmates finally crested the last hill, and the breathtaking sight before them made her heart skip a beat. No wonder they call it the Golden Summit Pack, she thought. Below them, nestled in the valley, was a kingdom unlike any she had ever seen. The land radiated prosperity, with golden fields stretching far to the east where farmers tended their crops under the warm afternoon sun. In the west, a massive training ground sprawled across the land, filled with warriors sharpening their skills.

"You didn't think I was aiming at the capital's convoy, did you?" The King turned his head, his face pale as his lead guard dragged a white fox out of the thicket—a rare pelt, drilled clean through the left eye socket. "A clean shot," Aeon whispered, his voice trembling slightly despite his efforts to maintain his composure. "The fur will make a fine collar for the Queen," I said, tossing the bleeding carcass toward his lead driver. "Consider it a token of our hospitality." "Did the supervisor give you that broth because you're special, Obi, or did you find another hidden safe under the platform?" Amira Cole asked, setting her laundry basket down on the floor of the Silver Chamber.

It all exists in one single body which is indeed too much. A weird silence consumed us all for a while before one of the two guys that were with him decided to speak. “ My name is Cole, the Royal Delta of His Highness.” At that moment, I didn't know what to do. I mean, should I answer him or just keep looking at him? Well, not waiting for too long, I breathed in and out then I decided to speak. “ Mine is Jade, the female Betta, and daughter…” I was about to mention my dad when I remembered that he was not even here with me, instead, Tristan was here.” Sister of the future of the pack!”

Honestly, I think I'm in the wrong Royal Manor- no way are these people the viscous King and Queen of Black Shadow Pack I've grown up hearing about. Tuesday morning, I've been here ten days. Almost like a robot, I get out of bed, stretch until my back clicks before pulling on my running clothes. I bought new ones with Alice and I think the dark purple sports top and black running shorts are my favourite. The top ends just above the base of my ribs, beneath my breasts. I make my way towards the front door, tying my hair up as I jog down the stairs. I pass several omegas, who dip their heads with a smile towards me. I skip down the front steps, ignoring the way my wolf warns me about being fol

But Prince Lucas would never admit this. Just as he wouldn't admit that Lila was an excellent prey, too. Every time Prince Lucas managed to find her, it was because he could always accurately scent the unique, subtle fragrance of Lila, even through a crowd. This was Prince Lucas’s secret to finding her—it felt like cheating. "It's nothing," Prince Lucas's expression returned to normal. "There's no rule that a member of the royal family cannot serve as a coach for a Moon Trial contestant, is there? Your overreaction is what seems abnormal."