Realm Of Kings Novels & Stories

And then he walked out of the room with no sense of direction at all. The princess had spent all night in the library, trying to find out what she could about the Athànatoi. Had to know the enemy, she figured. She had come across a book titled 'The Athànatoi through the times,' according to the book they had lived among mortals, the only distinction was the colour of their eyes, they were red, deep bloody red. They lived among men, did everything like they did, but they only mated with their own kind. She'd gotten to the part where the book began to talk about why the Athànatoi parted with man in the first place, but those parts were in a language she didn't understand, she stewed in her fru

“Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.” Senya looks at us both then at the young squire, short dark brown hair around 5’3 with a face of a young child. “Be out with it Chandler, obviously it’s important if you are this frantic.” Senya replies. “Right, ahem.” He cleared his throat before opening the scroll preparing to read it. “To the king of the Alastia kingdom, I am declaring war upon your country and will continue to take your people and do as I please with them, without further-adieu, sleep with one eye open, we are always watching.” Chandler slowly brought the scroll away from his face as he made eye contact with me blubbering who it’s from. “Declaration by King M-Mave

However, all such things are more common in Pyre than they are in other parts of the kingdom and its realms. The kingdom is divided into four geographic realms and seven more arbitrary regions with Pyre at their core - the western plains, the southern foothills, the eastern forest, and the farmlands with the seas to the north. The seven regions were the seven centers of influence throughout the empire - Laoce, Euphess, Pergum, Delphi, Sa'ar, Tyra, and Asrymn. The seven were the traditional Kingsmen regions, the Kingsmen being a long standing religious order based in Altruon with a history as old as time. The Kingsmen influence in Altruon is great, the City Architects and nation's founders ha

I asked, swallowing, "Dark creatures?" "She didn't mean to scare you. He's the king." Max shared a look with his mate. "Half knowledge is injurious. You know," I tried to crack my knuckles. "Yeah!!" He hesitated, "All dark creatures, shifters and dangerous creatures of the dark realm." "Dark realm?" His information was bringing out a new word. "He's the king of the dark realm. No one knows anything about the Dark Realm and dark creatures. They are dangerous and humans can't go there." He said.

Just to clear something up, the other realm is the supernatural universe, and the seven kingdoms are like the seven continents, but each continent has its own leader, like a king, each continent has many covens, covens would be like a town, each town has a group of council members with one in charge, like a mayor, these council members are there to make sure every supernatural being is looked after, that no one breaks the rules, but in the end it is the kingdom leaders who are in charge, and they make the rules, the council members have a set of additional rules if they wish. if you have any questions please leave a comment and I'll answer.

"I gotta go, Beta Dale. I will just have to wait for the king Alpha's judgment. I think he would understand where I am coming from. I will contact you again" In the Alpha Realm, an Alpha King is controlling all the Alpha of packs. There are 10 pack inside the realms, each pack has their own kingdom and own Alpha. The kingdom has rankings and right now my kingdom is in the 3rd place. I cannot rank down any lower than that because lower ranks are being threatened to perish.

Behind him stood hundreds of fully armed guards in black armor. On their banners was a symbol that struck fear across the entire continent. The Greedwolf Royals from the Northern Realm. The altar fell into deathly silence. Even the blade in Silas's hand slipped from his fingers and clattered to the ground. "Th-the Greedwolf King…" One elder dropped to his knees, trembling. "It's the ruler of the Northern Realm, Alex Cruz!" My brother, Alex, looked coldly at the nearly suffocating Ronan in his grasp, his voice like judgment from hell itself.

It was a strong kingdom showered with prosperity. However, the people live in conflict. Everyone wants to stand out more than anyone in wits and in power, and so, an internal war occurs. Thousands have died and the world went into chaos. The throne of the Ultimate was threatened. Other lands join forces trying to conquer the crown. But, the Ultimate King was a freak keen. Before everything turns into a burning hell, he divided the utopia into three realms: the Burgh Xelestia which comprise the Lightens, the Neitheria which holds the Darkens, and the Alluvium which contains the Mortals.

Roseline had really enjoyed her walk with the princess as she had gotten to see so many important placed of the Kingdom. Indeed, the Gaza Kingdom was one of a kind. It was so big and beautiful and just like the ones she normally saw in her reading book - History of the Greatest Kingdom Ah! The memory made her miss home. Walking with the princess made her forget all about her worries and even the burning pains she had been feeling betwixt her legs. It was memorable. When they became exhausted, they both returned to the room and Roseline requested another meal which Martha didn't hesitate to give to her

Marcel offers, “of your meeting with the ministers.” Alexanders gives a nod, and Marcel leaves as the king dresses. I turn around when he sheds his shorts, offering him privacy – and disappointing my wolf. I’m surprised though when the king motions for me to follow him to the meeting. I’m not the only one surprised either. “This meeting is for discussing state affairs,” a minister says with a pointed glare at me. “For the king and his ministers only.” All the ministers in the room seem much older, all lycan, but with a somehow slightly different appearance than Alexander that I can’t quite put my finger on.