The Last Kings Novels & Stories

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.

Centuries of history unfolded in crystal-clear visions: the original covenant ceremonies, humans and dragons working together to build the first sanctuary cities, the gradual erosion of trust as both species forgot their shared purpose, the final betrayal that sparked the Great Purge, and the centuries of hiding that followed. "We've been fighting a war that should have ended ages ago," she concluded, her mental voice reaching thousands of minds simultaneously. "Neither side remembering why it began, both convinced of their righteous cause."

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.

“No one yells in my office besides me and I am Alpha Darius.” Stephan and Zayn looked at him in surprise. “Youre-” “Yes, yes, supposed to be old. Your little damsel here already used that line. I'm sorry for disappointing your poor eyesights that I'm not my dead father,who like I said is rotting away in his grave which is built under this very table.” I rolled my eyes at the joke but Stephan and Zayn's eyes widened as they landed on the table and Darius burst out laughing.

"Jessica, do your best out there. Don't make our unit look bad." I saluted him. "I won't let you down, sir!" "Alright, get going." Mr. Hall waved me off, sounding almost annoyed. As I turned away, I caught a glimpse. The veteran who had never cried on the battlefield was quietly wiping his face as he looked to the side. – That night, Samson and Celia came home with a bunch of friends. The house was quiet and dark, and Samson was already getting irritated. When he turned on the light and saw the table covered with food, his mood finally softened.

A pot of coffee steamed at the center, surrounded by bread, cheese, and fruit scavenged from the kitchens. It was me, my three mates, Kael, Riven, and Auren, plus Velwyn, Royce, Tarin, Tharix, Commander Hartfell, Captain Aryanna, and Thessaly. Each had a folder or notes from the day’s trials. “Alright,” I said, flipping open my leather notebook. “We’ve got exactly fifteen. But we’re not just filling titles, we’re building the leadership of a kingdom. Every decision tonight shapes everything we do next.”

"Ryder! Prepare an Air glider or you're toast." "Yes your Majesty." I stormed out, heading straight for the training grounds bursting through the arena. Warriors were sparing as I entered, their fighting and conversations dying instantly. Without hesitation, I handpicked twenty men, in a cold voice trying to hold my shit together. "We leave now. If you refuse, you die where you stand. That is an order from your king." No one dared to object. We boarded an air glider and set off toward Azalea’s last known location in the forest. As expected or as Cedric said, We landed in chaos.

He throws a hand in my direction, the motion meant to be dismissive. “Then why the fuck am I here? Any deals you make her won’t affect me in the slightest,” I drawl, running my tongue along my lower teeth. “We’re the last of the Dragon kings, Kael,” he snaps, his words coming out in a hiss. “Morgathra already has us by the balls. Our mines–”

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

I swear to God, if I had known my father was going to put so much bullshit in the will I would have drugged him just so he would write what he wanted and not have to comply with his absurd clauses. Take a deep breath. "Your lineage, your family name, is almost extinct sir, if you don't have descendants, it would mark the end of the powerful Van Hellfrost family," the man clarified. I bit my lip, I did not expect them to refute my arguments in such a way, I was letting myself be blinded by my anger, I had to find a solution and I still had two years to achieve what my father wanted me to do, it was true that only I was left, I was the only Van Hellfrost, I had no other options and the only th