The Bridge Kingdom Series Novels & Stories

She needed to see who it was that had summoned her here; she needed to know what the other person wanted. The door was about a foot open already. It took no effort whatsoever to push it the rest of the way. The light was bright when she walked in, but not so bright that she had to squint. She was shocked that The Bridge was actually a bridge and not just some sort of slaughterhouse, or a room with bloodstains on the floor. The Mothers had gone to great lengths to ensure their fabrication was as believable as possible until the bitter end. The bridge was constructed of some sort of metallic material that glimmered in a soft silver light. Either side had a white railing that might’ve been made

The Bridge offices occupied two floors of a building in King's Cross that had been a Victorian warehouse before it was anything else, and Jack had kept the exposed brick and the original iron columns because he liked the reminder that things could be repurposed without losing what made them sound. He was twenty-nine and had been running the company for eleven years, since the app he had built at fifteen had become something larger than either he or anyone else had initially imagined it could be.

Maxus smiling: Calm down, my dear; if you want to know something, I am glad to be your librarian here. First, my name is Maxus. I am twenty-five years old. I have fifty-nine brothers; all of them are boys. We do not have girls. The people of the kingdom give birth to females, but in very small numbers, and girls from the people of the kingdom all work in the castle without exception, and they are not allowed to marry outside the kingdom. We do not marry strangers, but only marry them. I am the sixth prince among my brothers and the first candidate to rule the kingdom after the current king. We do not wait for the death of the king to inherit the rule. Rather, they are periods of time. Each

Not too close, but not too far away either. “What about your secrets?” It was my turn to ask. I'd kept to my side of the bargain so it was only fair that he did same, even thought I wouldn't put it past a biker king to flunk the rules. “You want to know about my last bride,” he didn't flinch. “Don't you?” “I do.” “She was innocent.” He said. “I tried to keep her away from this world, but it dragged her in anyway.” “That's it?” I asked slowly. “That's all?”

He tapped his black staff on the stone floor of the bridge, and the ground seemed to ripple like water. “He isn't just your son, Esmeralda,” Dominic said, stepping closer. “He is the bridge. The Old Kingdom and the New. He has the blood of the Royal line and the strength of the Rogues. He is exactly what the First Mother needs to anchor herself in this world.”

When he saw her in the courtyard, the light in her eyes outshone the stench of smoke and death still clinging to his skin. "We held them at bay, my queen," Alexei breathed, touching his forehead reverently to hers. "Your courage was my sword and shield when all seemed darkness." Katrina framed his battered face gently. "The people know they have a true king who fights for them relentlessly. Lead them now towards the dawn." Together they turned to tend the many wounds left by this brutal clash - rebuild homes, restore trust, and honor the sacrifices made. Though much work lay ahead, Alexei's kingdom had proven its resilient spirit. Healed slowly it would be, but the future remained hopeful.

Chapter 34 Centuries of Caputos have run this kingdom without any type of wars and here I have been queen for a year and everyone is preparing for the war no one saw coming. The kingdom of Witchland falls is my home. My whole life, generation after generation of Caputo’s has stood and faced whatever came their way no questions asked. But as I stare out the window of my bedroom at the war that's coming towards us with no way to fight back is a scary and horrible feeling.

She quickly fell to her knees and bowed her head towards the king’s feet in a state of panic. “Greetings to the Great King of the golden lands, master of the endless skies and boundless seas. Blessed with the strength of the sun and Southern Cross, ruler of the vast and bountiful lands of Australia, beloved by all who dwell beneath your banner, I am your loyal subject”, Catherine said in one breath as her head remained bowed. She heaved a small sign of relief thanking God she still remembered the “King’s Official Salutations” which was taught in middle school.

I spouted, watching with a measure of satisfaction when he bent his head, humbled before I snapped the gates, and let the old king tumble out, murmuring words of apologies as he hastened away. I turned to look over the dusty landscape of rubble cottages and cabins, observing with pride as the King shouted orders at the builders until the buildings faded gradually from the rustic abbatoir-styled fashion into sleek little wood and stone stories with shingle-roofed tops and glossy blue-tinted windows. The wolf village council had offered the King to be the head of their court, the King over the wolf village, and the extended mountain city interface. It was a big deal, the biggest event in the c

She will make you take that, which probably will tame you. Uh-oh. That doesn't sound a good idea to me. 'Nor is it to me,' Raja agreed. "In what kingdom are we in?" Lucia whispered to me. "I don't have any idea. How about you?" "If we are brought to the next kingdom after the forest, then we are in West Rail, but if we are brought to the kingdom after that, then we are in Rousiana." Rousiana! That is where the River of Flames can be found!