Reading Kingdoms Novels & Stories

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

"My great grand father's father came here as his father assigned this Palace to him as successor. He won a lot more kingdoms in his great life. He was such a Great King and best known for his brain tactics. People used to say that he was so sharp in Politics" I was listening to him as his lips were moving beautifully when he was telling me about his grandfather. My heart beats settled and calmed down as we talked a little. We were lying together and his body warm was soothing me as the weather was slightly chilly at night. I didn't know what I needed to predict or imagine this night and then suddenly I felt his light movement as he held my hand. I looked at him as he started playing with my

"The first book I read, it's like a history book in general. It tells about the existing kingdoms. Of the many kingdoms, I am interested in the Lefko Kingdom and the Aima Kingdom." "Lefko is the name of a castle and territory that I visit once a year. Of course, I'll be curious about the story behind it. But Aima, a kingdom whose government is dominated by women, makes me moved to know about her struggles." “Lefko and Aima managed to take my breath away. Knowing that these two kingdoms had a relationship, even Lefko made Aima collapse. Made me want to know more, and luckily this book satisfied my curiosity.”

It’s almost dark, and he is doing his usual end-of-day checking of the things I have learned. “All the human families who served and gained recognition during the war are given their own kingdoms to rule. So, from a single Kingdom, humans are divided into different lands. And the Pitchford is the thirteenth Kingdom founded since the war of hundred years ago.” “And the name of the original Kingdom?” “Orttenburg.” “Correct, tomorrow, we will—” “Harbin!” I look at the sound of the voice. It’s Theo. “King Eugene Theo Pitchford,” Harbin starts. “You are not allowed in this room. You have other documents that you need to finish right?”

“But, isn’t Kingdom Ranch successful?” “To an extent.” “What do you mean?” “Business is good but not at the scale Andreas dreams. He has been investing like crazy in new machinery, new procedures, and new ways to do things. It has worked for the most part. The main reason he acquired your family’s land was to test all that and for what it seems, we made enough sound for investors to come calling.” “No one said anything to me.” “Oh honey, men swear to god that women can’t understand business.”

My eyes widened a bit, hoping that she would tell me a thing or two about Claudius. “I am sorry. I just don't know where to begin.” Cielo breathed out and smiled. “It's okay. We are still far from getting home. You have plenty of time to tell me.” “The Regulus pack is the most powerful one among all the four kingdoms. And even when the other three kingdoms have an Alpha King of their own, they submit to whoever is leading the realm—to the Xerxes,” she finally started. “Oh, wow. I had heard tales about Regulus, and wonder if they are true. It turns out that they are.”

"Please stop!" Both kings froze. They turned their heads together, staring down at me with shocked, furious expressions. "Silence," Riccardo gritted out, though his chest was heaving as he fought down his wild instincts. He took a step back from Leonidas, smoothing down his shirt. "The arrangement is settled. Leonidas will take the first evening with you today. Tomorrow, you are mine again." Leonidas looked down at me, a dangerous, slow smile spreading across his scarred face. "I look forward to it, little Fae. Let us see how long your frail body lasts around a real king."

From a noble lady and future Luna of my small clan to a commoner slave maid, working the farm yards of the royal family. THE ROYALS, they are called, a strange concept, there is nothing like an Alpha but rather a king and a queen with several ministers ruling a kingdom. Unlike in LUPARIA where the Alpha is accessible and easily seen, here it is impossible to sight a royal and it is considered lucky to lay your eyes on one.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

People would stop us on our walks through the kingdom and they would tell us how lucky we were to have such wonderful parents and great role models. All that was true. My parents are the best and do such good things for their people. As I got into my teenage years my father started explaining a little at times on how the kingdom was run and things to do and what not to do. It wasn’t until recently when my dad gave this assignment to the rogue king that I learned more about the dangers of running a kingdom. Even then I didn’t fully understand just how dangerous things could get…..until now. “One job,” my dad runs his fingers who’s salt and pepper hair frustratingly.