Plague Monarch Novels & Stories

"You talk about armies and borders while the primordial plague devours your marrow! You boy pretends to be a general while his soul stands at the edge of the abyss!" "Speak clearly or leave," Kael barked, finally losing his patience. He moved to the corner of the map table, his amber eyes darting between the rigid Draven and the old woman's accusations. "What plague? King Draven brought fifty thousand mountain warriors to destroy the Spire. If the northern throne is hiding a sickness in this alliance…”

is my next question. "There is a traitor. And not just in the city. In the royal palace itself. Only a handful of royals and servants know the location of the source of the underground river. So when people in the city began dying of the plague, we sent scouts to the spring. They found carcasses from a herd of dead, diseased cows floating." Anthrax!

This plague spread quickly, and the way they had engineered it, it would be airborne. The pathetic humans would cordon off the city, of course. Shut down bridges and tunnels. Close air and boat traffic. And that was exactly what he wanted. They would be locking themselves in to the terror that would follow. Locked in, dying from plague, Kyle and his thousands of minions would unleash a vampire war unlike anything the human race had ever seen. Within a matter of days, they would wipe out all New Yorkers.

“The Governess recently contacted all military groups, and even some strong mercenary groups from different bases for one single mission: capture the newborn monarch. I knew you must have heard about it, right?” Indeed, Ferdinand had heard about this news. When he heard that a monarch was born in T City, he was overwhelmed with fear. Once a monarch is born, the advantage will be taken away from the humans and will be held by the undeads. Monarch can destroy thousands of people in a single order, and that's what they needed to be prepared for. Obviously, the Governess wanted to capture it that's why she summoned all the strongest ability-holders known to their country.

I wasn't able to finish what I was saying because she cut me off with an optimistic idea that never really crossed my mind like ever before. “You can help,” she cut me off. I arched my brows in surprise. “The witches are planning to unleash a plague upon the Kingdom, Migumi,” her voice echoed inside my head with a hint of urgency. “It’s a deadly disease that could kill thousands of innocent people. They seek to weaken to kingdom so it would be easier for them to make it vulnerable to their control.” I felt chills run down my spine from the information I have just received. “A plague?” I repeated.

He looked frail—sicker than I’d ever seen him. Since Damien accepted him into the palace, I hadn’t spared him a second thought. He’d played his role in forcing me down this path. But now… something was wrong. I watched his hand shake, his eyes settling on mine briefly. “The plague is here,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “Morgathis is growing stronger every day. You must be careful.” “I don’t understand,” I said, my gaze snapping to the maids collapsing around us—bodies hitting the floor one after another.