The Last Kingdom Novels & Stories

The east kingdom was where that certain despicable man resided before she killed him. “Pray tell, who was the king in that east kingdom?” Alminah dared to ask even halting lord Sten from relaying more about such order from the prince. The two lords answered otherwise. “King Gadianton, son of Nahum, previous prisoner from the far land.” Almost immediately, Alminah's eyes turned into crimson red but no one noticed it since she readily traced her way back to the palace in fast pace. Shuna knew the aura surrounding her princess was very dangerous but she followed her behind enabling her to hear the princess' last words .

My dark blood rushed up, thick and shiny catching the moonlight with a pulse of its own. I raised her head into the crook of my arm and brought my wrist to her mouth. Then I stopped. This was not saving her. This was taking over her life. This was binding her future to a choice she had not made. For centuries I had acted without hesitation when I had to. Kingdoms had fallen while I remained certain. Lovers had begged while I remained cold. Enemies had burned while I remained untouched. Here in a ruined chapel with a dead hunter in my arms, my hand shook once.

Inside, a silver mist swirled violently. "Truth is not inventory, Elara. It is the anchor of the world." "Truth is a debt that hasn't been paid," she muttered, marking a page in her book. "Speaking of debts, the shipment from Oakhaven arrived this morning. King Aldren’s final breath. It’s the prize of the century, and you’re brooding over a poet." Korth’s eyes sharpened. King Aldren. The man had ruled the largest kingdom in the valley for fifty years. His death was supposed to be peaceful, a quiet passing in his sleep. His Last Word would be the final seal on a long, stable legacy.

I raised my fist and slammed it had against I his jaw and he passed out in one go. “Damn! Are you sure you didn't finish off the job or something?” Stephan rushed up to him, placing his finger under his nose and then turned to me and nodded. I threw my head back, heaving a sigh of relief. That was… something. “I never thought I'd see a day like this.” I frowned and Stephan nodded that we haven't had cases of Forbidden magic in the pack. We had only heard stories about it from my father while he trained us when we were younger.

I invited dragons from all over, after all the female dragons were captured and eventually killed off all the kingdoms slowly depleted making me the last dragon king, but there are still old kings out there that will hopefully try to restore their kingdoms now that the female dragon magic is being restored. I invited everyone, all shifters alike, witches and warlocks that I’ve known for a long time. My father knows everyone also, he’s the one person Lily hasn’t met yet and I’m not looking forward to it. He’s an old sadistic bastard. I don’t care what he says frankly, I’m the king and my word is law. I won’t allow him to ruin anything for us. As I get to our room I start to undress, a hot sho

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

I was at the end, and I couldn't control my body anymore. I motioned for her to look at my bag. She pulled out the contract, and she broke down again after reading it. "Viola, you can't die! I won't allow it! You can't die!" She collapsed next to me, sobbing uncontrollably. I glanced at the clock on the wall. Only two hours left before I would leave this world. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. Selena picked it up and showed me the screen. [Viola, after all these years of fighting with me, you finally lost! Your parents, your mate, and your son—they're all mine now! You've finally faced the truth, haven't you? In your parents' eyes, you'll never be better than me!]

Harlyn “I can’t believe all that is really over and we are on the path to return our kingdom to how it was before the great discovery.” I couldn’t resist saying. The whole of last night, I kept thinking about everything that went down. I couldn't believe everything really happened and it was all really over. As of last night, both the remains of the traitors have been taken away from the kingdom completely and everything they have ever owned has become public assets to be given out to charity or confiscated if not useful.

And my Lysen, whose laughter used to echo through my chambers like birdsong before the world began to die–I hope this will bring his laughter back. My people say I am the First and Last Queen. In this endless war, it’s been impossible to see any future for our kingdom. We are young, still, barely established. But we grew fast, posing a threat to surrounding nations. And we have access to resources they do not. Their jealousy consumed them and they banded together against us, attacking on all sides.

Dizziness and teary eyes overwhelmed her, and she was a complete wreck. The crowd gradually dispersed upon their King's dismissal, leaving him behind for a moment longer. His troubled gaze remained fixed on her, on her imploring eyes seeking mercy—an elusive mercy he could not grant. With a final glance, he rose, following his son Ubbe, who wore a similar troubled expression. In the face of King Ragnar's unwavering decision, Sophie turned to Aslaug, finding sorrow mirrored in her eyes. As Aslaug walked away, so did her friends Helen and Yelda, leaving Sophie utterly alone.