Silent War Kingdom Novels & Stories

Hi everyone. Happy new month(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+ I'm just going to keep this short. If you love "His silent voice" then you're gonna love it even more as we now dive into Kyle's chapter of both his past and his master. Curious, aren't we? Yeah, so am I if that makes sense😂.

I returned back to my hostel after I agreed to be Ryker's date for the fundraising event. Sam wasn't around when I got back, so I took off my clothes and threw on some baggy and comfortable sweats. I jumped on my bed, plugged in my earphones and worked on some assignments. As soon as Pink venom by Black Pink started to play, I closed my books and stood up from my bed. I balled my palm into a fist and used it as an imaginary mic, I sang the rubbish I knew and danced to the beat.

The smile returned to her lips as she whispered to herself, “The kingdom will soon be ours.” But then, a voice cut through her joy. “Stop what you’re doing… awaken the King. The kingdom will suffer if you don’t.” It was deep, calm, and cold. Janina froze, her smile vanishing. Her body went rigid as she spun around, eyes wide and one hand flying to the dagger at her side.

Bleeding. SILENCE

Hence when he had told them to leave, they didn’t want to as they wanted to infiltrate the Silent Moon pack and somehow it seemed that they thought they could fight the workers there and then enter without a fight. Just some wild thoughts they could have after knowing that the Silent moon was one of the biggest and tightest packs to have had that kind of thoughts. He couldn’t let them walk away; he just saw each rogue as Derrick and just wanted them to feel pain same as Nathalia had felt those pains.

The woman’s voice was eerie, sounding at every corner of the room. “We have been working on your blood during the past few hours, and it’s just about time we find out- that you are really the one we’ve been looking for.” The white-haired witch said. Noelle watched with teary eyes, and tired bones as the witch walked towards Silas and crouched down to tilt his chin upward with one of her long fingers. “Hummm, Prince Silas of the Lycorealm kingdom.” The witch uttered, her white eyes gleaming, carrying the white lights that illuminated the cave.

“That goes without saying. We should now discuss the deployment plan. " Josh stretched comfortably in his bed and slowly opened his eyes. The sun shone brightly on his face, he enjoyed the warming rays for a moment and then got up with a yawn. He loved it when the sun woke him up. His gaze automatically slid to the window. Over there everything was quiet, nothing moved. A quick glance at the clock told him it was only a little before seven. He quickly put on his sports pants and went topless downstairs into the training room. He turned on the treadmill and jogged barefoot, actually he much preferred to run outside in the woods or in the park, but unfortunately that wasn't possible here with

"The King was just the gatekeeper." A massive, obsidian hand—larger than the fortress gates—emerged from the portal, gripping the edge of the world. And then, a voice that made the mountain itself tremble spoke into our minds. "WHO HAS AWAKENED THE ETERNAL SILENCE?" I looked at Eryx, his jaw set in a mask of grim determination. The war for the pack was over. The war for the world was just a prelude. And the "too much" woman was now the only thing standing between our world and the Eternal Silence.

"And in my kingdom, silence is the same as treason." The elders' eyes were on me, and I could feel their weight, waiting for me to break. The King was their weapon, and I their target. Oam, added his voice full of authority. "Vera, you are doomed by your silence. You were aware of the outlaw, but you did nothing to defend the realm.”

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si