Silent War Kingdom Novels & Stories

Seraphina’s POV The silence in the wrecked kingdom stands in the air - it's like a blanket that spreads all over everything around me - the heart of the kingdom, the streets that once took me down on their wild dreams are now dead, those stone walls that were once pillars of strength are cracked and fallen like a dream broken. I’m just standing here, in the middle of what’s left. Everything’s broken. Everything’s gone. I keep looking, hoping it’ll turn back into what it was. But it won’t. It’s all just ruins. Nothing feels real. Just the silence ,cold air and me. Still here, somehow staring just pieces of what used to be scattered everywhere. And my chest feels empty. Heavy, but hollow.

• NELSON • We reached the kingdom expecting blood. That was the truth I didn’t say out loud. Every instinct in me had been screaming since the forest. Runes in the air. Those creatures watching. Caleb shaking slightly between Jason and me like something inside him was trying to split open. It all pointed to one thing. War. But when the kingdom gates finally came into view… Nothing was happening. No alarms. No soldiers rushing the walls. No burning sky. Just silence. The kind of silence that feels almost offensive when your body is ready for destruction. Rain inside me slowly settled but not fully.

"I'm thinking about the end. The perfect, quiet end." "It's not an end, Gianna," Nevan said, pulling me into a kiss that tasted of a hundred years of shared blood and shared wine. "It's a legacy. We are the Silent Kings. And as long as we are here, the dark will never take the garden." The final chapter of the Lane and the Shield was not written in the stars, but in the silence of a Sicilian night.

He wasn't looking at the locked iron doors. He was looking at his inner circle. "The doors are sealed," Silas whispered. His voice didn't boom. It didn't vibrate with the tectonic rumble of the Alpha command. It was a hollow, razor-thin sound, stripped entirely of its usual terrifying warmth. It was the sound of a King realizing his fortress was made of glass.

he said defensively and then rolled his eyes. Jake had tears streaming down his face while Kai was silently shaking with laughter. "You're both killing me," Jake said in between laughs. "C'mon Alexis, back me up on this one," Asher said, "tell what's his face that Superman is the greatest." I opened my water bottle and took a sip before taking a bite from my sandwich. "I'm not getting involved in your little lovers' fight," I replied after swallowing. "What? Why not?" Asher asked bewildered. "We aren't lovers."

Chef Fenris POV The parchment paper rolled down. The silence of the Great Hall shattered. I stared at the charcoal marks. Blackwood Kingdom: 1. Moon Crescent Kingdom: 8. The gap was an insult. It was a physical blow to every citizen in the room. The elders began to whisper. Their voices sounded like a hive of angry bees. I saw Silas grip the edge of his workstation. Martha looked as if she had forgotten how to breathe. Alaric did not move at first. He sat on his throne like a statue of ice. Then, he turned his head slowly. He looked at Alpha Stone. The air between the two kings felt tight. It felt ready to snap.

They were all rogues around here, but I had forgotten that they were still wolves who can still hear from quite a distance. “How do you know each other?” He asked in a sharp and unforgiving tone. We fell totally silent, there isn’t any way for me to tell him about us or about our pack without putting anyone in danger. So maybe silence felt like the best answer. “You better speak now or I’ll make you regret your silence.” The rogue king demanded. The warriors both exchanged a glance, a silent conversation passing between them before they turned back to the king. “We don’t know her,” one of them said, but his eyes seem to betray him.

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

Mitzie sharply turned her head to look at Etheria like she’d seen a ghost. “Our people had been at peace for thousands of centuries after our father, excuse me, our kingdom father, King Samael, signed a peace treaty with species from the other realms, as did his father before him,” Etheria began. “Wait, hold on,” Mitzie held up her hand to stop Etheria from speaking. “So, you’re saying we’re not on Earth right now?” “No, dear sister. We are currently among the vast constellations in the galaxy of Etheron. This is where our kingdom lies. I am giving you a view of our kingdom of Etherios. We share a galaxy border to the right with the kingdom of Ervila.” She explained.

Nissa stared at his broad back. How many times did she silently weep over this very back as he walked away from her without a second thought? He was once a figure out of reach, aloof and untouchable. But now, here he was, kneeling before her. She let out a silent, fleeting laugh. Life was full of irony. When Benjamin did not hear any movement for a while, he turned back and looked up at her. Her face was unreadably calm, like someone watching a dull movie with no emotional investment.