Reign: The Book Novels & Stories

Reign could not understand why had happened that very minute. What on earth was going on? Anger welled up in her as she pulled away the garment with which he covered her face with. How dare he do something like that? Reign was visibly upset but what she saw when she opened her eyes made a gasp escape her lips and sent shivers down her spine. Her whole body trembled in fear. Of course, the little girl was a beauty to behold even though she heard pity in her eyes.

He has two adorable dimples that puncture your heart every time he sends you a little smile. You're a sucker for a man with dimples. It's been a couple of minutes since he's appeared and the room had been filled with the constant flick of a page. Lionell didn't appear with a pointy hat and a magical stick but he did come with a book. "She's not a vampire. Obviously." The handsome man says, swiping through an old leathered book that's the size of his chest. Which is quite a size by the way. Something like that should belong at a history museum. "She's human."

She shut the book, having taken her fill of a history of Pyre and its kings, and turned her attentions to the other. She lifted its cover, faded and worn, and read the words of the title printed on the inside. Til Here We Find Ourselves Again: The Court and Reign of King Stephan Caliphus by E.H. Webber

“What is the point? I’m going to the slaughterhouse.” The maids lowered their eyes. “We know nothing, milady. It’s His Highness’s order,” one answered timidly. Fragor had been behind the mob in the airport. He had been manipulating people’s minds and had made them create chaos in the capital and some territories. Violence and destruction were what he had been aiming for. Reign had been smarter than him, after all, she thought as a tear fell. One maid dabbed it away quickly. Her prince had led the monster into believing that he cared about her. That she was important to him. While she meant nothing to him. Since Fragor had not known that, he had asked for her in place of the king.

"Attack the godking's forces from below while we engage from the city walls. Caught between us, even his power will be divided." The queen was silent for a moment, her alien features unreadable. Then she nodded, a decision reached. "For the blessing you bear and the debt I owe, I will do this thing. My children will rise with the sun and fall upon your enemy like the wrath of the deep earth." Relief flooded through Rex, but before he could express his gratitude, a violent tremor shook the chamber. The ritual circle flared erratically, the connection wavering. "He senses what you do!" Tillian warned, her form becoming less distinct. "The godking moves against you now!"

Reign had advised I ask for fifty percent of everything Jordan had, that given the situation at hand he’d have no choice but to give me whatever I demanded and even if he wouldn’t want to, Emma would convince him to do it, but I really didn’t want anything from that betraying skunk. But Reign wouldn’t listen, he went ahead to request for thirty percent regardless and now I had everything I didn’t ask for but the only thing I wanted, my daughter, chose a man over me. "The flight boards in twenty minutes," Reign said smoothly, breaking the heavy silence. He didn't look at his phone. He had discarded his old SIM card days ago, cutting off the corporate boards, the lawyers, and the ghost of his

I took my time looking at the pictures on the wall of the late kings and queens, nearly all of them had such a serious look on their faces except the earlier few that had smiles across their faces. It made me wonder just how long the Alastain's had this kingdom in their possession. The Alastain's had, could still have magic, I wonder if Senya tried he, himself could use it too. I continued down the corridor and outside to the miraculous garden, and plastered a happy smile on my face when I saw Amoura. "Good evening." "Oh, queen Fallynn." She says it ended in a harsh body shaking cough. She seems to be getting worse by the day, even so she still had a smile on her face.

"This book was once written by a king from a very long time ago when many religions were in the making; the king was a sage and very intelligent. He wrote things in his book that were ahead of his time. The Saints and the preachers didn't understand and thought of him as a monster. He had a son and a wife. When his reign was brought down by the people who followed different religions and was unable to handle the truth that was written in the book, they murdered him, but his wife and some of his people preserved this book." “and what happened to his son," I asked. "I don't know" he sighed, "tomorrow is the day. Rose, you have to fight, I have to keep you here until tomorrow. It’s the order" "

I walked away from the village lights, feeling the world shift; tiny, subtle, but definite… under my footsteps. Ava was a weapon. Gregon was a monster. The King was dead weight. Liam was a child playing dress-up. And I… I was the only one willing to shape the ruins into something worthy. The people’s fear was my ink. Their anger was my kindling. And the Reigns? The Reigns was about to learn who should have worn its crown. I smiled now, slow and certain. Let the seeds grow. Let them bloom into fire so that in time, I will harvest the ashes…

Both books are combined together, and Abhimanyu's book is titled *Taken: King's Rights Reserved*. ... Thank you, ShineeSunshine ❤️