Virtual Families Kingdom Novels & Stories

“I thought it was just a myth. I didn’t make meaning of any of the stories. I had no idea whatsoever, no one talked about them, none of my professors. I didn’t know they had a kingdom... I...I had...no...idea" “Cecily took Isabella’s hand hesitantly, “You were a princess, you had yet to be inducted into the society. You never got out except inside the castle walls. I think that explains it". “If my parents knew something why would they keep it from me?”, she questioned rhetorically. “I cannot answer that but vampires are real, they do exist. They have five territories, this is the largest of all five", Cecily answered. “What else do you know about these creatures?”

Twenty years had passed since Christian and Mary, the formidable heirs of Julius and Star, solidified their reign over the vampire kingdom. The castle, once a shadowy silhouette against the night sky, now thrummed with life and energy. Their children, Anna Cheyenne and Jacob, had grown into their own, embodying the power and grace of their lineage.

Yes, this land and kingdom belonged to a Vampire. Being located into the deepest of woods north to M city, the ROXFLOOD kingdom flourished fully well since centuries. The vampires of ROXFLOOD kingdom were treated as lord’s amongst all the other vampires throughout the whole world, because of being the only royal bloodline. The other vampires were somehow not pure blooded as with the passage of time, vampires bred with other creatures and produced hybrids. But still, the royal Pure Blooded vampires existed.

They all welcomed him with a round of applause. "The Two Tower masters ; Darrow May and Jamila Jez." They also clapped. "The Eleven Vampire elders!" "The Six Dragon elders!" "His Royal Highness, king Zack Of the Dragon Kingdom and His Royal Highness king Dur Of the vampire Kingdom!" "Her Royal Majesty, Queen Ann of the Vampire Kingdom" (The mother of the twelve dragons. The Queen of the Dragon Kingdom has gone on an eternal slumber, after she gave birth to her twelve dragons.)

I felt a surge of energy flow throughout my body as I lightly moved my feet back and forth. Once again I had my face buried in my hands as my mind drifted off to what my friends said to me last night. It was more serious than I thought. Last night, before sleep took over, I imagined how things would be if we joined the two powerful kingdoms. Just as the idea came, it was gone in a flash. It was ridiculous. Just because I liked a prince from the royal pure blood family, there was no way that I would punish so many others. Golden Haven is Golden Haven and Red Kingdom is Red Kingdom.

The whole fairy kingdom did. King Vlad raised a brow at me as if I didn't know what made him come to us and ask us directly to jump into the swamp to clean the mess vampires and werewolves had created right after King Zeus and Queen Victoria died. "I know you want it to end. Because if I think about it correctly, the fairy kingdom has been dealing with this war since the day King Zeus and Queen Victoria died." I added in a low tone. I just wanted him to say anything about the matter.

It was depicted by a young girl who had lived a nomadic life all her life due to growing up in a family of monsters, hunted by humans on the West Continent. "The Marigold Kingdom is a veeeeeeeeeeery beautiful tropical kingdom. So many colourful flowers, and soaring tall buildings that are luxurious and charming. Everyone is living happily and, in fact, my father has many close friends from the Marigold Kingdom who know that we are a Lycan family!" "Even though the kingdom was only built 80 years ago! The youngest kingdom in the West Continent is even the richest kingdom there," Miriam became even more excited. The two of them were still walking toward their rooms to change clothes when Miria

My mother looked shocked, but Tova couldn’t stop giggling and I had to shush her with a stern look. And then we were on the road again. Birgir promised to join us in a week’s time to pledge is alliance to the other kingdoms and myself. My mother was beginning to redecorate in the castle and planned to tour the countryside with her guards and ladies in waiting to see what the state of the kingdom was. She seemed excited to have a purpose again; when I became King her duties shrank drastically.

But fear had entered the fortress. Not fear of Matthias. Not even fear of war. This was older than that. The First Kingdom was supposed to be legend. A fallen empire swallowed by blood and ruin centuries before any living wolf had drawn breath. Children grew up hearing stories about its kings and sacred bloodlines the same way humans spoke of myths meant to frighten or inspire. Ancient wolves. Moon-blessed rulers. Thrones bound by blood and magic. Stories. Nothing more. At least that was what I had believed. Until now.