Reign: The Book Novels & Stories

I watched as the book absorbed the blood leaving no stains or traces of any blood. “No way!” I watched in amazement as the book glowed and words began to appear on the pages of the book. As the words completely appeared, I began reading the content on the pages. It was more of a history book than anything else. There was something inside here about a prophecy, but what caught my attention is the name of the person being mention the most. Adelina Illezra. Huh?

“What do you think it is?” Kael answered quietly. “The kind of book kingdoms start wars over.” She carefully opened the first page. Elegant handwriting stretched across the yellowed parchment. The Book Before the War Beneath it… Another sentence. One that stole the air from every lungs in the room. Written in the reign of Queen Lysandra and King Alaric of Crimson, that those who come after us may remember the truth we fought to protect. Silence. No one moved. No one breathed. Sera blinked first.

The table before them was covered in aged parchment, faded ink, and books bound in leather so old it looked like it would crumble beneath her fingers. Killian flipped open a heavy tome, his movements slow, reverent. “The First Queen’s reign was unlike any before or after her,” he murmured, eyes scanning the pages. “She was the only ruler to wield the power of both light and shadow. The gods themselves acknowledged her as their chosen.” Lyra listened, her pulse thrumming. She already knew that much. But Killian’s expression was grim as he turned to another page, revealing a passage written in a script she had only seen in fragments.

I appreciated that more than I probably should have. The library was behind a set of heavy doors at the end of a corridor I hadn't seen before. The room was massive, with bookshelves climbing all the way to the ceiling and a fire crackling low in a stone hearth. Someone had already set up a table in the center with stacks of old texts piled high. Kaelith picked up a book with a cracked spine. "These are the forbidden ones. Histories the fae courts tried to destroy centuries ago."

he shouted The old man didn’t say a word and through the pump of his staff, there goes a ring with a red-like gem on it… and a sword? The sword was estimated to be around 3 feet long. I believe it is what they call the Joyeuse sword. It was arguably the most powerful sword the man has ever crafted. It was made by Charlemagne, a Frankish king out of gold and gem-encrusted hilt, the blade was forged from the same ore and metal that made Durendal, a sword wielded and is also one of the deadliest in the world. Legend has it, that the sword was forged by the infamous blacksmith legend Galas, who took three years to complete. Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the

I tell him, and he does without hesitation. Placing my sword on his right shoulder I say, “I dub thee twice, I dub thee a King. From this day forward, let no blade touch you, save that you reply with honor, courage, and prowess. We command you to succor the defenseless, seek justice for those of every station, and maintain the honor of your Order. I Queen Lamia of shifters, hereby grant you the title: of King of MacTire until your daughter Angelica comes of age then the kingdom will be passed to her returning MacTire to its true bloodline” I step back and look at my friend, whose head is bowed in silence. “Arise King Rhett Randall of MacTire.” Rhett stands, his mouth gaping open shocked at w

Albeit, slowly, it didn’t even make a single sound. My mind instantly trailed back to the book I had previously read in the pack library. ‘There are 4 Reavers that rule the Underworld.’ Raphael was one of the names in the book. I was snapped from my thoughts when I looked up and found myself face to face with an eerily gorgeous man.

In a society where legitimacy and bloodline were of paramount importance, the revelation of an illegitimate heir could cast doubt on her son's position as the crown prince of this kingdom. "How's Addison's doin'?" boomed the king, his voice cutting through the tense silence of the room. His sharp gaze never lifted from the documents spread across the ornate table. "Addison is doing well, Your Majesty," Regina replied, her voice steady, her eyes fixed on the stern profile of the king. "Excellent in everything, you say?" The king's eyes flickered, a hint of curiosity in his tone as he finally looked up at Regina. "Yes, Your Majesty. His teachers have nothing but praise for his accomplishments,

Staring into Sebastian's icy eyes, I scoffed at myself and said, "Alright, I'll delete it right now!" I pulled out my phone and announced my departure from the family business on Instagram. I was about to shut down my work profile when I heard him say: "You're one of the old guards in this company. I trust you. You know what matters. Just go." Sebastian watched me with a poker face as I tapped on my phone, and he realized I was not bluffing, so he spoke up, a hint of panic in his voice. Rosa piped up then, "Don, doesn't my word mean anything?"

The former said, “Who else do you think it is? It’s your apprentice, of course!” Sophia spotted his irritating grin and stood up as if she was about to confront him, “Does he want to fail?” Xena pulled her back, "What's wrong? It's a personal demonstration. Breaking through the firewall is his skill." Elijah added, "Exactly. It looks like you have a successor." Liam said, "He has a bright future ahead." Andrew laughed. "A strong leader has strong subordinates. It looks like we need to strengthen our firewall." Sophia did not confront him after all the persuasion. She felt angry and amused while Onyx bowed and smiled at the surveillance camera as if he knew his mentor was watching.