Romans & histoires The Captive Kingdom

" Yes, you don't consider me as your wife, if you had considered me then you would have given me little liberty. Why I am caged in here? at least I can go outside this building to roam in the garden or other floors of this building but no. I am ought to live in here like a prisoner! even though I am the wife of this building's owner but have to live here like a prisoner. I don't like the look which your helpers pass to me, I don't want them to pity me. I am mistress of this house and I want my place here like I deserve after being your wife. Why I can't talk to my family? why we are still stranger? you know everything about me but for me, It is a distant thing to know about you. When I even

Sophie gasped beside me with her hand placed over her mouth. “It started with a declaration for a war and ended up in the kingdom’s captivity,” Petra continued, “it seemed like everything just got repeated.” “Were you…” Ezekiel hesitated, “by any chance, one the first captives?” The old lady shook his head from side to side.

She tried to speak again but this time she became more weaker and slowly she gave in to unconsciousness Meanwhile in the grand throne room of the Werewolf Empire of Everwood, The Alpha and his Luna sat in their thrones surrounded by their courtiers and advisors. They were the king and queen of the entire clans of Ever wood and played a big role in uniting all the clans, cities and communities while preserving the kingdom’s historical heritage “I’m telling you dear, the horses from the north are the finest we’ve ever had” King Edward said stroking his beards Queen Camila nodded in agreement

And with that, we started to run at full speed back to Thalia. *******[KINGDOM OF TEREAU]******* Prince Kellar, the youngest son of the Tereau Kingdom, roamed around the castle dungeon. He has heard some strange rumors circling around the castle. It was about a young girl that his father has taken captive of. A girl from another realm. A lot of blood sacrifices were made just to keep the portal open. Although his father and brothers didn’t seem to mind, he was bothered by all the bloodshed just to acquire one single child.

No one did, except for the twins. "Tell me everything. Where is she?" Victoria took a shaky breath. "She is... she is in the Northern Kingdom. She has been claimed, My Lord. She is King Zayn’s mate." The air in the room died. I stood up slowly. Jennifer rushed forward to pull up my silk trousers, covering my nakedness, but I barely felt her touch. "Zayn?" I repeated the name like a curse. "The cursed wolf?" I knew of him. Zayn was the King of the Seven Kingdoms, a man cursed with a beast that knew no mercy. They said he was a monster who slaughtered virgins as sacrifices.

His empire was about to be dismantled in front of his eyes. "We're going to sell them," Dimitri said to his men. "Put them in the buses. They're merchandise now." The men started moving captives toward the exits, herding them like cattle. They were screaming, struggling, crying. It was chaos and violence and suffering all mixed together. Then Dimitri's eyes caught something.

the watch said “ The ideas, the beliefs I champion are way beyond your average range of reasoning. And yet you still relentlessly try to defy my power. My will to better this nation is far much stronger than your lust for so-called freedom, an illusion that blocks your vision from seeing what it is I have planned for this kingdom. It is going to prosper…” “ ...the poor villagers you held captive for five long years have seen nothing but darkness, five years the kingdom has seen nothing but pain and destruction, yet here you are! Preaching

I corrected him. But he sighed. "Maybe not to you, I mean—" he coughed, correcting himself after I shot him a dagger-like glare. "Not always, but if you get missing… I was the last person you saw. I'll be the suspect—the captive—until you're found." "Well, that's true." I nodded, now facing him. "So tell me the direction to the palace. It seems you are familiar with this place…" my words dropped until they faded away. It was so abandoned. I must be outside the kingdom, I noted. Crumbling tiny buildings, looking abandoned from the distance.

I've come to realize that the more time I spend around Javier, whether alone or in the midst of company, my little brain gets fogged up and sends the wrong signal to… my heart. It even feels off saying it and I know why. It's because I shouldn't feel this way towards my captor. Yes he's impossibly attractive and what I think a man should be like but that's just about it. I don't even know him well enough like that.

The camp, which was once tense with anticipation and strategic planning, now buzzes with camaraderie. Flags bearing my kingdom's emblem flutter proudly atop, marking our boundary. Tents, previously arranged in orderly rows, now stand askew, evidence of the chaotic energy that followed the victory. As I pass through, I watch my wolf gammas conduct my new slaves from the kingdom of Elanor, they are on queues and will be distributed to begin several sectors of my lands. These captives, defeated in battle, now kneel before me, their heads bowed in submission. Some are bruised and bloodied, their spirits broken by the weight of their defeat. Others glare defiantly, their defiance tempered by the