Reign Of Blood Novels & Stories

“But you, on the other hand, are the first woman in the History of the Reignile Monarchical Succession pattern to sit on that Black and Scarlet Throne and lead the people without having a King beside her. And that’s what makes you better than the others.” Woah. “I’m really the first?“ I said, really puzzled by her revelation. “Yes. And you would know this if you had been taking your Bibliotheca studies seriously.” My mum said and I sensed a bit of scolding on the way. But then she let it go and continued speaking. “During your Reign, we have had the highest amount of Rogue rebellion activity than all other Alpha king's reigns combined.” “Really?” “Yes.” “W-Why?” I asked, confused.

"How dare you?" "Forgive me. It was a mistake," he pleaded. "I didn't know what I was doing." No excuse could appease her anger. She was furious, and that was all that mattered. Whether he meant it or not, he had committed the act. "From this moment, Darius King, you shall have no control over your beast on a day like this. On the day of the Blood Moon, you shall die by your own claws. They shall pierce your chest and burst your heart. The next Blood Moon shall be your last."

Crown Prince Rogeus has been following the orders of King Regor since he passed adulthood, and those missions could always make him wake up in the middle of the night with fear, guilt and resignation. The screams of the innocents that died in his hands with the orders of his royal father still echoes in his ears from time to time. And most of them came from the massacre that happened to the Blood Wolves clan. After all, as the crown prince of the Artemia Kingdom, Rogeus grew up knowing the existence of the Blood Wolves clan, and he would always stroll and play around the blessed land when he was still a child. The guilt almost broke his sanity, and Crown Prince Rogeus regretted bringing back

Yet it's like a fairytale strike the palace hall from a shocking event and a shocking announcement. Those who talked about ill rumours of Sapphire being a slave, they lost their speech from speaking ill mannered to her, it was a balance of talk about being rude to a Royal Blood. A Royal Blood? Those are the people rumoured as a vicious beings created as mark of being a Royal on the Adilara Kingdom, the Royal Blood is very least that it identified a true ruler, in the Adilara Kingdom, it was a battle of throne and killing is necessary to take the throne but only if the successors and the challenger has the Royal Blood into them.

Alfred stood there in the middle of that forest staring at my face waiting for me to explain what revenge plan I was cooking and why so I came clean in front of told him my backstory including the fact about the gemstone which was responsible for everything that happened to my family. Alfred was suddenly very interested in my story suddenly he wanted me to live and take my revenge, he started to question about the stone and the story behind it, it was very evident he wanted the most powerful stone to exist on this earth, it would make him invincible if he has it but there was a twist the bloodline which inherited the stone on the full moon of the 100Th year would only be able to access it o

I fastened the heavy silver family crest collars around their necks, the cold metal clicking shut with finality. "Tonight," I said, circling them slowly, "we complete the Blood Throne Ascension Ritual. Your bloodlines, mine, Lydia's, and the fruit of our union in Raven will merge completely under my rule. You will prove who loves me more. The winner earns the honor of sitting at my right hand as we expand the empire. The loser... well, both of you will break beautifully regardless." Lydia's eyes shone with submissive hunger. "Yes, my brother... my King. I live for this."

Her hand was placed over her chest with fingers extended. She was kneeling and staring directly into the camera. It was titled "The Queen", and underneath it was a date: June 12th, 1587. I flipped the page and saw another poem by the same artist. "When you look upon her in the night, your eyes grow hot, and your cheeks redden, your blood thrills and your heart beats loud."

~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY “The crown teaches not to reign—but to hold the weight of memory without collapsing.” “The blade learns to cut. But only those who’ve bled know where not to strike.” “I do not teach my son to lead. I teach him to live in the aftermath of power. That’s how you end a dynasty without building a tomb.” —Aria

" How could we lose to those great armies? How could we lose at all, who is this King that had killed my men like they were just kids? If failure is all I get from this society, I better retire and look another way for help. It's not just a big slap but also a big shame, not only to my crown, but also to this so-called society." The wizard was not happy, to an extend, he broke a put of fresh blood, a great sign of anger and brutality, " I will make sure no one born of woman can defeat us, again, though powers i am about to use will be so great that even the Kingdom will shake at it might and blood will flow like water. One I feel that even the royalty won't be able to spare." Queen spoke, "

In his ear, Evelyn’s voice rose — faint, distant, but real: “Lucien… blood is not a chain. It is memory. When the world forgets love, remember… I chose to stay, for you.” He closed his eyes. A drop of blood fell from his hand, becoming red light. For a moment, Valenfort seemed to hold its breath. Lucien spread his wings and launched into the night, leaving behind the blazing tower — the last symbol of the old world. From here, the Age of Blood began. An era where love, sin, and destiny merged — and where the Blood King began his journey to reclaim the lost soul, through endless blood and darkness.