The Last Kingdom Novels & Stories

The news that Ryland Webster was putting on a fireworks show for New Year's Eve had taken the entire city of Kingsley by storm. I was the last person to hear about it. Everyone in Kingsley knew he was a notorious playboy. He'd even divorced me nine times over one girlfriend after another. But a grand, public declaration of love like this? That was a first. I stared at the mockup one of the event staff had sent over. The words RYLAND ♥ JASMINE spelled out across the fireworks display. The sight stung my eyes.

"Everything that Celestia and the Alliance have told you about this war and why it's happening is a lie." I narrowed my eyes on him, but he just took a breath before looking me square in the eye and continuing. "You saw the people in there. You saw how it's driving them mad, and forcing them to shift into their alter forms. The Beastial Kingdom didn't start this war; Celestia did. They corrupted our king on the day they were supposed to sign a peace treaty. They did something to him that forced his dragon to the surface in a blind rage, instantly voiding the treaty between kingdoms, and therefore restarting the war that we were trying to end. That king came back to the Beastial kingdom after

The end of the world smelled of sulfur and crushed violets. Princess Saoirse, the last true blood of the Dragon Kings, stood before the cracked vanity mirror in the servant’s quarters. Her hands trembled violently as she destroyed her birthright. The paste—a foul mixture of river mud, crushed walnut shells, and soot—felt cold and slimy against her scalp. Outside, the sky was bleeding. The Dragon Kingdom of Aethelgard, a realm of glass spires and singing winds, was dying. It wasn't dying quietly. It was screaming under the iron treads of the Empire’s war machines.

I hated myself so much that I would have ended it all— —if it didn’t mean taking the last of my kind with me. Because I was the last. The last of the Solarian Draconians. The final heir of a kingdom that no longer existed. A mythical kingdom that had once soared above the clouds, untouched by the wars and corruption of the world below. Solaria—the land of the free. A floating empire, carved from the bones of the heavens themselves, where dragons ruled the skies and Draconians walked among the stars. Its towers reached higher than the mortal eye could see, their spires shimmering with golden runes, whispering ancient magic into the wind.

“Kaida knows the truth about herself. She found out. The pack members that weren’t rushed to the wolf’s clinic had a lot to say after...” “You mean she knows that she belongs to the Kaelith bloodline and that I led the purging of her bloodline from the pack,” I chimed. “Yes,” he muttered. “When last did you see her?” “I last saw her at the venue, that’s in the woods,” he responded. Kaida was gone and this time gone forever. She wouldn’t still be willing to stay in the same pack and mansion with me after realizing that I killed her entire family. “She might think that I have been keeping her in the mansion because I have plans to kill her,” I murmured.

"The radio station isn't Jessica's personal territory and is owned by the military. If she can't understand that, she doesn't deserve to wear the uniform," Samson said to Celia, firmly and confidently. "But Jess hasn't been home in days. I don't want you two fighting because of me," Celia said. "She's just being stubborn. This isn't about you," Samson replied. Then, the whole mood changed as I heard Celia laughing. "Sam, don't let go! Hold on, I'm going to fall! Ah…! I'm falling! Sam! Catch me!"

Peter had breathed his last, so that Peter fell dead, and Maxus slowly relaxed on his bed to breathe his last, as he saw Leanne's face in front of him, laughing and smiling, so that his smile would be drawn on his lips as he raised his fingertips in an attempt to touch her face for the last time in his life, so that his hand fell Next to him on the bed, his breathing disappears, his heartbeat stops, and a smile is drawn on his lips During this period, the Kingdom of Darkness entered into several wars, where they were losing their princes in those wars one after the other until their last prince, so that the Kingdom of Darkness would become in its weakest condition and become an easy prey for

Pearl Gem After years of sorrow and teeth-gnashing, the gates of Castle Royal opened once again for me as the car drove slowly into the long driveway. The last time I was here, we hadn’t made it this far. Back then, Kade King was only a prince. Now, he is King. A man everyone bows to.

“ You are not my mother. Not anymore. I slid to the floor, tears streaming down my face. I let the pain consume me…it wasn't like I have any other choice. Pamela might hate me. The kingdom might despise me. But I wasn’t done. The only people I had left were Godfrey and Joana…all I wanted was to protect my Kingdom . Was that too much to ask?” There was no escaping, I have fallen into the trap of Thomas and Nathan…a deep trap that can destroy my Kingdom. Is this really the end for my Kingdom? Is this the end for me.

Wearing only thin clothes, barefoot. “Welcome to the Kingdom of Voneveir!” That voice was so familiar to his ears. Alexis can never be wrong about it. It was his son, Allan. “Your Majesty, do you have any last words for your people?” Being humiliated like a criminal who purged innocents, does he really deserve to receive such disgrace? “Your homeland whom you loved…” Remembering every sleepless night he had in order to manage every problem his kingdom is facing… “…your people whom you cherished…”