Red Velvet Cookies Cookie Run Kingdom นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Scene: The Kingdom of Eldoria (Color: Deep Blue, Symbol: Silver Crescent Moon) As the story ventures beyond the borders of Aradonna, a realm shrouded in golden hues and fiery symbols, a realm of equal allure unveils itself—The Kingdom of Stardust. The Kingdom of Stardust exists in a realm untouched by mortal hands, where the boundaries between dreams and reality blur. It is a place where stars descend from the heavens, alighting upon the landscape and bathing everything in a mystical glow. The kingdom is a breathtaking spectacle, perpetually shimmering in hues of silver and purple, as if touched by the cosmic hand of destiny.

"It's a vampire royal birthday party! We go all out! There'll be roasted meats, fresh bread, pastries, exotic fruits, desserts from five different kingdoms, and..." "Okay, okay, you had me at roasted meats." Kaelithra held up her hands in surrender. "I'll be there." Marl jumped up from his chair and actually did a little happy dance right there in her shop. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he said, grinning so wide his fangs showed. "You're the best friend ever! I'm going to make sure they save you the biggest portions! Oh, and there's this thing they make, it's called blood cake, but don't worry, it's not actually made of blood, it's just called that because it's red and..."

She launched across the grass, nearly tripping over a pillow throne, and flung herself at Alex, who had just stepped into the yard holding a white box labelled SUGAR COOKIES & CUPCAKES in big looping script. He caught her with a grunt, spinning her once before setting her down. “Easy, my queen! You almost knocked the frosting off my peace offering.” “You came!” she said, breathless, squeezing his waist. “You really came.” “I missed a royal event?” he said, holding up the box. “I should be arrested.” Pearl beamed. “There’s a paper crown with your name on it.” “You made me a crown?” “It has sequins.” “I love sequins,” Alex deadpanned. “Almost as much as I love cupcakes.”

“It’s… 1438 AE, Your Majesty.” My stomach dropped. No. No. No. “What kingdom is this?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. “Earldom, my Queen.” My voice cracked. “Who rules this kingdom?” “King Alaric,” she said softly. I froze. The Raven King. The man I’d just insulted in class that morning. The tyrant who burned the world over a betrayal. “Shit,” I whispered under my breath. “This has to be a joke.”

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate . CHAPTER 3: first meeting . Mattel’s POV . "The kingdom bears the burden of a curse from the moon goddess, destined to claim the life of its heir before his thirtieth year unless he finds intimacy with his mate. His destined partner will be the object of his affection but will reciprocate with disdain, a being of low stature whom he longs to touch. She holds the cure to his affliction, yet remains forever out of reach. Only she can offer salvation to Mattel, the cursed one."

Victory is within reach and soon I will be taking my father’s precious Beta position away from him and there is nothing he can do about it. [Grace we are so close!] Amelia calls out through our link, yapping happily. I can see the veil of magic shimmering, the Moon Goddess letting this be her way of showing us out of the cage they call The Run. I howl excitedly, my companions doing the same as we announce our victory in completing the Run without being claimed or claiming another.

Sophie was about to do the same when someone roughly nudged her shoulder. Turning around, she saw the head of the servants glaring at her, gesturing towards the Queen's table. Sophie understood the unspoken message and, as she turned to go, the woman hissed some words she couldn't comprehend before walking away, leaving Sophie feeling alone and vulnerable. With hesitant steps, Sophie approached the throne, placing the bowl on the table before Queen Aslaug and her husband. Yelda, her assistant, followed suit by placing a large plate down. Meanwhile, Sophie refilled King Ragnar's mug, but her nervousness got the better of her, causing her to knock down a jar that shattered on the floor.