Novel & Cerita My Kingdom Silent War

"We need all the teams on the field right now. Since some of your team members are already on the mission, I decided not to look elsewhere for the remaining kings" "Splendid." "You will travel to vampire kingdom tomorrow" "No. I won't"

“I know what they say. I also know that you will not say a word to anyone about why we are here. They will all know soon enough. As a part of my family, I am asking you to keep this a secret until we disclose why we are here. If you cannot and cause turmoil within the Kingdom, I will have no choice but to ban you from the Kingdom, as Elnora has stated. I will not tolerate a snitch within my Kingdom, even from family.” Lawler’s words turn her sheet white. “You cannot be serious.” Her words of disbelief come out barely above a whisper. “I am not only serious, but I am also going to do something that you will not like very much.” As he steps towards her, she backs away from him quickly. “Please

Richard said and bowed. For War? His brows furrowed. Face frowned, his ink stood still. He didn't say a word. Richard knew, he was pissed. To War with which Kingdom? He asked, his eyes bloodshot. Our King...Dom, the Kingdom of Athopa. Richad was forced to stutter. The King was damn angry. The Kingdom of Natus just signed their death certificate. Hmph. He said and continued with his scrolls. He doesn't remember the last time he got angry. He has been controlling it ever since Lara came.

All eyes were on me, seeing the horror on both the queen and king before they stared at each other. The room was filled with silence and tension, all eyes just moving from one to the other but I had managed to fall on the hot seat until a throat cleared. “ So, why are you here?” The werewolf king asked a question even I was curious to know the answer to. Dante cleared his throat, sitting up more. “ Our kingdom is at war.” The werewolf king threw his head back and laughed out loud. How evil was that? People were dying. “ Again.” The werewolf king said out with me swallowing.

¦¦ Kingdom Of Baridoki ¦¦ "We the elders of the kingdom and realm agree in one voice that the crown is passed from the late king Modrich Hendrixson to the rightful heir of the throne, his brother, Silas Hendrixson.." Elder Maddox paused to take a deep breath in the kingdom hall filled with audiences seated around, the elders standing behind him, Rita who tried to keep a straight face as she was just wedded to the newly crowned king minutes ago, Silas.

Rosabella placed them on a chair as she slowly unrolled the scrolls and placed them to one side. Rosabella had a quick look at all Royal Kingdoms' scrolls, and she saw the late Queen's name on the ninth scroll. Rosabella places the scroll onto the table, and she unrolls it. Rosabella looked at the Kingdom name, and she wrote the kingdom name down. Rosabella double looked, and she gasped in horror. She saw that the Kingdom of Silver-White-Blue was the Kingdom that was fighting against her birth-home-kingdom, and she took the piece of paper to her bedchamber as she slowly ran in terror. Rosabella got into her bedchamber, and she flung herself onto the bed. She shaky looked at the piece of pape

SALVATORE’S POV The music was low, like a heartbeat beneath velvet. Nothing wild. Nothing messy. The kind of party where real power wore silence like a crown. The moment I stepped through the doors, conversations lowered. Not because I demanded it, but because the room recognized me. Or at least… who I used to be.

Not physically. Commandingly. The sky cracked. A pressure slammed down so hard the lake recoiled, waves slapping violently against the shore. The wards screamed, not in pain, but fury, as something immense tried to override Inferno’s mark. A voice rolled through the night, layered and echoing, as if spoken by a thousand dead mouths at once. “You build a kingdom on stolen silence, wolf.” Every member of the Haven dropped into defensive stance in the same heartbeat. Inferno rose. Not metaphorically.

“I tried to teaching you a bigger lesson .” Ace’s jaw got so tightened. “What lesson?” Silas leaned closer. “That kingdoms don’t belong to people who are afraid to lose them.” Noah stepped forward. “And what’s the point of all this?” Silas looked at him. “You.” Noah’s expression changed. “Me?” “Yes.” Ace immediately moved between them. “Leave him out of this.” Silas smiled. “There’s the problem.” “What?” “You still don’t understand.” Silas placed a photograph on the desk.

She held my hand, urging His Majesty to bring my marriage forward because she feared I would regret this. His Majesty looked pleased, too. He and my husband-to-be, Gideon Swain, were blood brothers. Naturally, the bond between them was stronger than others. I knew little about Gideon, even in my past life. All I knew was that he had a reputation for being a devil incarnate. He was stationed with the army in Morbeck with the task of guarding the nation's borders and rarely returned to the capital. That was why none of the noble ladies in the capital wanted to marry him.