Three Kingdoms Novels & Stories

But then we started seeking each other out whenever were in the other’s Kingdoms and voila, we were friends and then best friends. It didn’t even make sense. No one in the royal families of the three Kingdoms had ever formed such friendships. Things needed to remain neutral between the three Kingdoms to maintain good relationships instead of getting feelings involved. But, something made me believe that we were meant to be friends. At moments like these, when we were united as one, we stood all the more chances against Levian and his Army of vampires and humans.

A few weeks before, the onslaught and special forces invaded each of the three countries bordering the middle east, in search of an answer. What happened that three continents, in which they were divided into three kingdoms, had connections with dimensional worlds, between the dimensional kingdoms, in addition to the dimensional fissures, there is the interdimensional mafia that controls a part of the European territory, according to some sources, Sasha and Alexander Vassilliev, against invasions, in addition to terrorist attacks and attacks, some of them began to invade other countries. So they were launching attacks, that's how the three enemy forces came to

I take my leave, heading down to the harem to see if Michelle is there. CESAR'S POV I sit down at the end of the table and look at the model of the four kingdoms we'd built. It is like a game of four corners. Here we sit, in my great kingdom of Stauckana (or Barbarian Country as the common folk have a habit of referring to it as) in the very south, protected by a thick forest to the right of our castle, Castle Rock, called the

I wonder why he is on his phone so early in the morning. “Hey, ro, who are you talking to?” I asked him. But he didn’t answer me. “Oh, he pussy whipped.” I rolled my eyes. I shook my head at my dumbass brother, Austin. He is the lovesick puppy one, but if you get on his bad side, you'd better be prepared for some hell coming when you get him angry. Dustin is the serious and smart one, but he can be dangerous too, just like Austin. Don’t let their smiles fool you. And as for me, I am the strong one. I say what goes. My brothers and I are the kings of this kingdom. What we say goes. Everyone knows that.

It seemed to be too way made and set up to be just called a cave as the soldiers said. And I wonder what they meant by the were not pure. It has something to do with the dragons definitely and also what war were they on about? They must almost definitely follow some kind of religion. I wonder what it is and why I haven’t heard much about it yet? A bump in the road sent me moving in a bit. It was then that I heard a tragic and painful scream.

“I’m the King’s lawyer.” “Nice to meet you all.” “You must be of importance for the King to pull you out of exile, that doesn’t happen, ever,” Marshall said. “The King and I have some shared interests,” I said. “So why have a tribe and not go back to your lair?” Lynette asked. “My tribe consists of dragonkin, wolves and vampires and I gave the lair to my second in command just before my exile,” I said. “That is most amazing,” Margaret said. “Why were you exiled?” Leona asked me.

"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

After that, they’ll likely go for the Swan kingdom, too. When the three kingdoms were first formed hundreds of years ago, the original leaders of the Lycans, Bears, and the Swans lived in peace. Each mostly kept to their own territory, but they coexisted peacefully and even traded resources between kingdoms. If only we could go back to the days during which the kingdom leaders would get along with one another and work out whatever issues they had during their annual summits without the need for violence. I would give anything to have been crowned King of the Lycans during those days.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

Because the word was starting to fit too easily. The leader smiled faintly. “There were three.” Rhydan went still. Draven didn’t react outwardly. But I saw it. A shift. A recognition forming. Three. My breath caught. “…three what?” The creature’s eyes locked onto mine. “Three anchors.” The bond inside me pulsed again. Harder this time. I winced. Not from pain— from pressure. Like something pressing outward. Waiting. The leader’s voice softened slightly. “You were never meant to carry it alone.”