My Kingdom Silent War Novels & Stories

"My Alpha, Lord Arthur Thorne, is finished with your delays. Five years ago, his mate’s life was taken on your soil while you stood by and watched like a coward in the eaves. If you want to avoid the total annihilation of your kin, he demands his debt paid before the moon sets tonight." A collective gasp rippled through the chamber, as if the very air had been sucked out by a sudden draft. We all knew the dark folklore of Lord Arthur Thorne, the "Silent King." A titan of blood and industry who had been horribly maimed in the same inferno that claimed his bride. The stories whispered that he dwelt in a kingdom of total shadow—a scarred specter who had forsaken the sun and forgotten the sound

Lyra’s POV "We split it." The words echoed through the buried kingdom. No one spoke. No one moved. Even the battle outside seemed to hesitate, as if the world itself were trying to understand what the queen had just said. The Silence certainly understood. Its reaction told me that much. The abyss had gone still. The Forgotten had frozen where they stood. And for the first time since its arrival—the Silence looked afraid. Not angry. Not wounded. Afraid. The queen slowly turned toward the throne. Toward the ancient city. Toward the history buried beneath centuries of lies. Then she faced us again. "The First War was not won."

No struggle. No resistance. Just clean, precise kills. The battlefield fell silent. The crowd fell silent. So quiet— That even the drop of a pin would have been heard. No one spoke for a moment. No one moved. Then finally, a voice broke through the silence. "who… is that warrior?"

The whispers followed her everywhere now, echoing down the marble halls. Queen Bianca Ashford the woman who made silence her weapon. Outside, the dawn broke over the city, pale and bruised, light bleeding over rooftops like a slow confession. And in that fragile quiet, power shifted again unseen, unstoppable. The war wasn’t over. It had only learned how to whisper.

she whispered, lowering her eyes. Quietly, she stepped back. By then, Alpha Marcus, Valeria and several commanders had already reached Dominic. "My King!" Alpha Marcus exclaimed. "Should I send for our healer?" "No." The answer came immediately. Dominic straightened with visible effort before anyone could reach for him. Although another sharp wave of pain threatened to bring him back to his knees, he refused to let anyone touch him. "I'm fine." The strain in his voice was impossible to miss, and the beads of sweat gathering along his forehead betrayed the battle he was trying so desperately to hide.

Something was strange about the king’s face. It took me a full minute to realize he was smiling. At me. The wolf king was smiling at me. “We have received reports from the battlefield,” he announced, speaking to me but speaking loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Partway through the battle, the ranking vampires all fell over, dead. This includes Lord Theo and his generals. The rest immediately surrendered. We’ve won! The war is over!” The wolf king’s announcement was met with deafening cheers. “The war is over,” the king commanded, his voice quieter, “because of you. I don’t have to ask how your mission went. You are here, alive, and so I can assume our ancient enemy slumbers once more?”

Every person who had chosen love over fear became part of the bond. The First King screamed. STOP! Emily raised her hand. "No." Silver light spread through the kingdom. Every person began glowing. The First King staggered. "What is this?" Emily answered: "Choice." The kingdom erupted. The First King roared. Darkness exploded outward. The entire city shook. Buildings collapsed. Bridges shattered. Warriors were thrown through the air. Emily held onto Kael. "Don't let go!" "Never!" The First King charged. The First Wolf attacked.

"I know I joined it but I can't remember what kind of game. All I remember is I came here and I said I was going to volunteer. But can you explain the game?" "A game where while you're asleep, your mind travels to the other world and there are things happening to you that are associated with reality. But the truth is it's just like a long dream, you'll meet other people but when you wake up you will forget everything that happened to you. " Explanation of this. "What is the title of that game?" "The game is called Silence ... or K.I.S.S" I frowned.

And it's because of – He thought and looked at the sleeping Hail. "Is he really a prince?" Sybb asked. But, nobody answered him. Silv and his fellows retreated when Kulv, the king of the kingdom they silently and shortly destroyed, arrived. No one noticed that they were under attack, thus no one was able to fight back the silent and hidden enemies.

Just a word from their blue-eyes merciless head could banish someone from the country or even doomed for life. They were like the gods in the movie ‘gods of Egypt’. The Knight empire was ruled by the unfeeling billionaire CEO of Knight Industries, Malcolm Knight. According to rumours he was as gorgeous as a Greek god and as unfeeling as the devil himself. She heard he killed people who offended him without a flinch. His name alone sent shivers down people’s spine. Well, that was none of her business, so long as she never come in contact with this demon.