Lord Of The Realm Book Novels & Stories

“And you-” “Chevelle,” Alarick said. “I understand this may have come as news to you, but this land is mine now.” Chevelle opened his mouth in aggrievance and closed it again, looking at the blond man for support. The blond man was too busy gazing intently at his own hands. “Could we, um, see your contract?” Chevelle said at last. “This land belongs to Prince Erriene Ycel Kyslie. It was given to him by his father King Dryden Faeroe Kyslie.”

After I'd met with King Ezgard of the Half Shifter Kingdom and he bragged about all the spies he has in all the other Kingdoms, I thought why not? Jeremaya has always been a quite kid and he knew how to blend in to a crowd so he was now, the Lord of all tales. The head of spies who collect important information related to our Kingdom from other Kingdoms. Landon continued with the financial reports he has for today then, surprise surprise, his twin sister Layla continued with the warfare reports. I'd made her Lady of warfare about a year ago with the council's great persuasion. Landon, most of all had supported her the most and she was able to prove herself. She had a hidden talent for aggres

A pot-bellied man rises to his feet and says yes in a caps lock. "Mr. Lugard, they have all affirmed the confidence they have in you. We should hope that we are not going to regret our decision today." I didn't think I was supposed to showcase my teeth for that. I sit down, as serious as I was from the genesis of the meeting. "So now, I and the elders of the Salt Lake pack pronounce you as our new Alpha and Lord. From this day on, you occupy our throne as Alpha Lord Lugard." I smirk, some claps and the rest applauds. The throne also smiles, waiting for me to take careful steps to sit down. They also stand up, I calmly take my seat on the Golden throne as Lord Lugard.

Cornelio touch the right then left PRD-class’s shoulder just like coronation ceremony for a knight, but he uses his plasma blade. “Eh …?” the PRD-class has no idea about what just happened. “After accept your mistake and stand up against your pride, now you have become a true PRD-class Herrscher. Now, rise up.” Said Cornelio. The PRD-class stand up and feels better after Cornelio say that. “What? Do you think I’ll cut off his head?” ask Cornelio.

" Joe asked from behind her. "It's a birthmark borne by children who were touched by a goddess from another realm," She said casually. "Wait, what?" Kurt asked in disbelief. "Yeah, I read about it in a book," She said. "What book?" Joe asked. Lydia stopped walking and took off her backpack. She opened it and took out a large book and handed it to Joe. "This book..." She said. The book was large and on the cover, it had the word "TROLEYADIA" on it in large font.

Honestly I kind of like Ariel, he is so handsome and so soft-spoken, while I was taking time to admire him he stood up and said, "Darius is a monster, beware." I nodded my head to show I heard him clearly as he walked out, I wondered if that is what he had been telling everyone that he had been meeting if that was the case. Well I would say he is at the end of the ladder, well it was time to go back to my room, I still have to explain to L what had happened there. I entered my room and L had already begun to look at the new book, "what is it about I ask?" "A kingdom named Gondor," she answered.

“See? The High Lord is weakened by his own obsession! The soulbond ritual has drained him. He is unfit to rule. I call for a regency council — now!” Several nobles rallied to her side, spells flaring as they pressed the attack. On the opposite end, Lord Thorne Ravencrest led his Eclipse Order forces forward, emerald eyes locked on Kaelith with cold determination. “The breeding program ends tonight,” Thorne declared. “The humans will be freed. Kaelith’s tyranny dies with him.” Lyra stood frozen in the center of the storm. Rebels and loyalists clashed around her. A stray curse slammed into a pillar near her head, showering her with crystal shards. Soren pulled her behind cover, his body shield

A deliberate reminder. Power had always existed here. It just had a new face now. Lily kept her breathing slow. Grounded. In control. The golden warmth inside her rested quietly beneath her ribs — not flaring, not asleep. Listening. Across the table, Lady Vaelora of the East folded her gloved hands. “We only wish to understand,” she said smoothly. “The kingdom deserves reassurance.” “Reassurance of what?” Luke asked. “That divine power will not destabilize the balance we have just bled to rebuild.”

The creature lunged. Chaos erupted. Elior’s blade met shadow, sparks flying as the creature absorbed the blow. Bram swung his axe, but it passed through as if cutting through mist. Myrra’s daggers struck true, yet the wounds sealed as quickly as they formed. Then its gaze locked onto Rael. A surge of heat exploded through him as the book’s pages flared to life, the ink twisting, forming words that burned into his vision: SPEAK AND CLAIM. Rael’s voice shook as he forced the words past his lips. “The Hollow Throne does not grant power. It takes.”

I turned to the first page and began to read. The first half of the book was mainly about the day-to-day life of the early days of the kingdoms. Samuel faced an enormous amount of pressure as the eldest son of a power landowner, and yearned for a better future for all. It was only a few pages in that I saw the first mention of dragons.