Royal Sword Academy Novels & Stories

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ Greetings from the Olympia's Cup, Ruby Fridays. You are cordially invited to join, "The Archer's League," a training group, within the premises of Rozbite Lustro Academy. This is an exclusive group spearheaded by Killian Wilde, a student of the house & honor of Wanderlusters. The members are carefully chosen regardless of honors or houses, and regardless where you came from. The Headmistress noticed your skill with the bow and arrow, within your acts outside the school bounds, and wishes to give you the opportunity to represent your house as the head archer in the upcoming tournament.

“Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.” I could feel Christian’s reassuring hand resting lightly on my lower back as Dominic turned his attention to me. My heart raced slightly, not out of fear but from the weight of the responsibility that this moment held. I had fought for this pack, bled for it, and now I was about to pledge my unwavering loyalty to it for the rest of my life. Alpha Dominic handed me a ceremonial blade, its hilt engraved with ancient symbols of strength and unity. I glanced at Christian, who nodded, giving me the confidence I needed. My fingers wrapped around

I sniffed in, trying hard not to cry. Bulemia Royal Military Academy best known as BURMA was the first military college to be established in this continent, it schooled a lot of Lycan Royals who are currently ruling their countries, even those that were before them. It had the most sophisticated training instructors and facilities, for those who dream to become great generals and warriors, Lycans of gamma ranks, it was a dream come true but not for a feminine girl like me. I almost didn't like to do anything that stressed me.

Leo said with a bemused smile. “Is that the palace?” I asked, pointing to the structure in the distance. “Yes,” Leo replied, taking my hand. “These are the palace gardens. The pack village is behind the palace. There’s a small pond to the left that way.” He pointed off to the left. “The warrior training grounds are to the right. The royal grounds are also home to the Royal Werewolf School. It’s tucked away behind the palace, with the other pack houses and the dormitories. We’re quite proud of the school,” Leo said. “Wolves come from packs all around to attend it.”

This year was supposed to be my last and final year in the HOUSE OF DIVINE RITES before I was supposed to marry Zulu and be done with it. Elio was homeschooling but still we all usually finished school at 17 to 18 and got into war, hospitals, schools, political offices and such. I couldn't fathom what they were still teaching prince Vasska at 20. He sighed, as though speaking to a particularly stupid child. “Queen Nymera and the Council have ordered that you start school with me. At the Bloodwright Academy.” “The what?” I stared at him. “The Bloodwright Academy here at Halomore. It’s where the royals and the purest bloodlines study. You’ll take the placement test tomorrow morning so the peop

That was when one of the deputies named Piotr Hortell snapped coolly, "This won't just make our academy famous in Middleton, but we'll also earn the friendship of the Taran Sword Sect, the Jormonts, and the Larvics!" All the elders' eyes lit up, their breaths turning rushed in anticipation. "That's right!" Oars smiled. "We can then invite elders of the Taran Sword Sect to become honorary mentors in our academy. They'd be pleased to accept it!" "Sir…" Someone suddenly began. "If we killed Caleb, the Rags Scholar would—" "Hah! What would we have to worry about?!" Another elder snorted in disdain. "At that point, Rags Willow can't even protect himself!"

Hello guys With this arc titled "Battle for the seven kingdoms" we are slowly approaching the end of His Royal Breeder. Feeling very emotional. Thank you all for your support guys. The sky was now as black as ink. The only light came from the orange torches on the high stone walls as thousands of soldiers stood ready. They held silver spears and heavy shields. The air was so quiet you could hear a leaf fall. Then, the ground started to shake. Thump. Thump.

With deliberate grace, Queen Romella reached for the Royal Sword of Alemia. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Royal Sword of Power, the very symbol of the Alemia Monarchy’s rule!" The sword, beautifully crafted and inlaid with gold, had been passed down for generations. It was also the very sword that were handed by President Mies to Queen Romella after the first civil war was over and thus made her at that time the queen of Alemia nation. With both hands, Queen Romella extended the sword to President Mies Sai, lowering her head in a sign of absolute surrender.

Soon a young man appeared in the stage and started a sword dance, If I remember correctly this sword dance practice has been in extinct and only a few people like the Alpha's and Beta's knows about it, but I didn't expect someone to learn it seriously. I don't know who taught him but I know is an Enemy Why? Because, The sword dance practice can only be practiced by Alpha Kings and their Betas and is never open to the outside world. "Archie?" I whispered "An enemy must have taught him" Archie replied simply. "I really want to know how much effort they put in everything today, Maybe the person who taught them did not teach only him bit taught several others who might be a threat today" I analy

And so, the sly princess Cordelia spoke up imperatively, "Dear sister-in-law, I understand that this actions of mine might go against your heritage and the customs of your mother's household, but don't you think that by displaying the beautiful ethos of the Ronales, you would be earning respect and admiration to you ducal house rather than disgrace? I mean look at me, the royals are not allowed to exhibit the Royal swordplay in front of public, but I felt we should not confine such an exquisite foil-work only to the royal family and hence exhibited my skills to my peers. And now, I've earned so much recognition and admiration from everyone. I have become a social butterfly, contributing the