The Last Kingdom Novels & Stories

I suppressed my shaking, knowing that if I started to shiver I would not stop, and I tried to figure out why I was taken. I supposed it was a political play. I knew that Erik had many enemies who would love to see him usurped from the throne. The Four Kingdoms of our Realm were in constant strife with each other. Not one kingdom is able to see how the other three benefit them. This always confused me. Each kingdom contributes something to the survival of the other three kingdoms and, in return, receives from them. For example, we have one kingdom that does mostly agriculture, but because of layout of the land, does not have many large animals to provide tallow, furs and meats for consu

“The highest there is. I am a king, but I'm a king without a kingdom, so it doesn't mean a whole lot.” “A king?” I ask in disbelief. “Seriously? You really have quite the opinion of yourself don’t you?” He just laughs. “It’s not my opinion, it is what I was born to be. My father was a king, his father before him was one…it is what it is.” “And where are they now?” “Dead,” he replies and lowers his eyes to the plate on his lap. “How did they die?” “They committed suicide.” “What? Both of them?” “No, not just the two of them. Six kings in all committed suicide since Moonstone took our kingdom. I am the last of the Dalton kings. That’s why Caspian wants me so badly.”

"Your father, Greatest King Ramos has died a while ago, My Lord." "W-what? What did you just say?" Moriah flinched, grabbing the roll from his hand. "The Royal Committee is going to ring the Death Bell now. Pardon me, My Lord," he bowed again and left the place hurriedly. Then, the Death Bell would be rang for eight times for the heavenly decease of King Ramos Callan. Each time of the sacred rings represents the eight kingdoms of the world, for the sacrifice of his soul. Moriah covered his ears when he heard the rings of the Death Bell, because he just came across that he was in grave danger.

“Oh, but they can. We have done it.” Silence radiates through the Kingdom, and the only thing to be heard is the soft lapping of the water as it moves against the shore. “This one, I know you didn’t change.” His eyes look dark and wicked as he locks eyes on Lawler. “If two kings struggle for power of a Kingdom, the second must step down to allow the first to rule.” “Finish it,” Lawler demands. “Unless an heir can step in. They need to claim the Kingdom, take over for both of the Kings, and end the feud. If one cannot be produced and the Kings cannot agree, a fight to the death will determine the true King of the Kingdom.” As he smiles, blood gushes from his mouth onto the ground, and it make

Then Prince Zaeius turned to the king, his father, and asked, "Your majesty of the north, did I miss anything?" King Astius took a deep breath, there was a hint of worry and hesitation written on his face. "No. You just came in time. King Ambrose, please tell us everything now." "Well, the reason why I came here is to let you know that there are only two remaining kingdoms left that Purple Smoke haven't conquered yet–Eastias and Noartias.This was according to my trusted spies that I sent to every existing kingdom," King Ambrose directly said to King Astius. "While I'm on my way here with my soldiers, I met this young man, Ado, on the way. He said he's sent to deliver messages to every kingdo

Oregon Kingdom After the battle between the Labyrinth Kingdom, King Reez ordered his armies to do the second invasion. "Let them rejoice today but later, was our last laughter!" He gathered all his troops and townspeople outside the palace. "Hail be the King! Hail King Reez!" Armies shouted while clobbering their swords on the ground. Everyone shouted after them. King Reez gritted his teeth while clenching his fist to let out his range of anger at King Tharks. He's good at fights but this last battle was different. He thought he found a dose of his own medicine.

With the residual thoughts of what would become of the future Black family lingering in my mind, the rest of the day went by in a dreary haze. The fact of the matter was I had no idea what would happen to the Black family. When Granny Lou told me the story of the Last Alpha King, she never specified who his Queen was. In fact, now I come to think of it, I wasn’t even sure of when the events of the story were set to take place. She said that the King was hard and ruthless, well I can see that for myself. She also said that Alexander softened with time, and I am yet to see any evidence of that happening.

I replied as Orel jerked in surprise. “They have twice as much as we do Themis, surely you cannot be right.” “Oh I am right, we have something that they don’t.” I winked at him. “And what is that?” Orel asked me with skeptism written all over his tone. “The most powerful legion of the last magic kingdom that survived the fall of that era and their queen.” I replied as Orel looked at me with a thoughtful look on his face before nodding. “Okay, let’s end this war.” Orel made to stand but I covered his hand with mine.

I chuckled and looked at him, “I am guilty.” “I can understand but your wolf is powerful among any of them. You need special training to control him.” the Alpha stated. “What do you mean?” “Onyx! In clear words, I saw your wolf. A black wolf!” “What is so clear about it, I mean I know I am a black werewolf. What is so special about it?” I asked him. Alraic looked at me with a stern gaze and replied in a serious tone, “you are the last of your kind, Onyx! The black werewolves were extinct twenty years ago but now you showed up.”

But for some unspeakable reason, the seven kingdoms from another world got un-united and their start the chaos and unbalanced to the earth, to the living unto the whole world, Which cause the consequences. TÁŪRÂ The kingdom of prosperity and the beholder of the universe. TÁŪRÂ is the one and the strongest of the 7 kingdoms, they sign an alliance into the kingdom of "Verya and Varie". The other kingdoms cut ties their connection for some reason and so the three kingdoms are the only remaining kingdom who negotiate and help those in need. VËRYÁ