Wolf Tenth Kingdom Novels & Stories

Part 3 "King Andre Bastion Smith, a figure of regal authority and grace, stands as the revered Wolf King, the supreme leader of all wolf packs spread across the vast and diverse expanse of the United States. With deep-set, piercing eyes and a commanding presence, he carries the burden of leadership at the age of thirty-three, though whispers circulate in the shadows about his ongoing quest to find his fated mate. The grand castle they call home, a magnificent structure steeped in history and surrounded by sprawling forests, is not only a residence but also a symbol of their lineage and power. Within its walls, the Royal Smith family continues to live, each member bearing their own legacy of

But on the east side of the kingdom was the Varangian Kingdom. With those werewolves we are in another story. If the reddish wolves love peace , those werewolves are the opposite, and that is not because they want to be in a constant fight, but because their kingdom has a God Almighty aura and dreams to extend his territory and be the only king in the world.

That was a long time ago that even the people forget the existence of the Bird Kingdom. Berlin could always feel the hurt in his heart whenever he remembered the past. How he had fled like the shameless fool that he was. At least he took the remaining of his people before they were massacred. He had taken an oath that he would avenge what they did to him and his people but the first people to feel his fury is the Wolf Kingdom. When he heard about the death of the Dragon King and his people. He didn't feel remorse, instead he and his people had celebrated. The Wolf King had helped Berlin in defeating one of his enemies and now he is dead and has left the wolf throne in the hands of his young

Adalwolf came out of the shadows, revealing himself. First Tasha blinked her eyes repeatedly. She gasped with shock when her eyes landed on the late king Adalwolf who was supposed to be dead. "Who are you? " she demanded. She refused to believe that the dead king came back alive. She is under the belief that someone is trying to trick her. Adalwolf saw the spark of recognition in her eyes. "You already know who I am. Let's not waste our time discussing useless things" he replied. He is in a hurry. He came here to see how his kingdom is faring under the rule of his son. But unexpectedly he saw Tasha leaving the palace alone, which made him suspicious. So he began to follow behind her. He cann

I’d heard from both Tobias and Vivian that he was using magic to shield himself. “Do these things really work?” I asked, pointing to the pendants. “When I’ve put a protection spell on them, yeah,” she said. Maybe Vivian was worth the money after all. I nodded. At least I’d gotten some sort of answer, even if I still didn’t know where to find Frankie. “I didn’t know you had witch blood,” I commented. It was rare. Tobias was the only other wolf I’d met who had it. “There’s a lot we don’t know about each other,” she said, her voice icy.

The journal tumbled from the table, and the pages fluttered open like wings in the breeze. My eyes fell on the exposed words, and despite my hesitation, curiosity gripped me. I picked up the leather-bound book and began reading. It wasn’t a diary as I had initially assumed but a record of the history of the land. The North and South Kingdoms had long been divided, and each kingdom had its own ruler. As I skimmed through the lines, my heart raced. I reached a section detailing an ancient tribe of wolves—the Andals and the Nine Wolves. They were described as powerful, mystical wolves, thought to be extinct, who once lived in harmony with the moon and the stars. They were the guardians of a pow

“If they’re hunting the Adele’s blood, they’ll go for him next.” Bram nodded once and left down the stairs. The wind cut across the stone. The moment he kissed returned in full force making us alone in this wind, warm and dangerous. I could feel my wolf leaning toward him even while the rest of me tried to pull away. “You shouldn’t have done that,” I said. “The pack already calls me a witch. If the elders hear about this, they will use it against us.” “Let them.” Rowan’s voice was low. “I am already losing the kingdom. The army is at the pass. The mania is eating what’s left of my mind. The only thing that still feels real is this.”

"Watch your tongue, old man. Talk sense, or I'll seal this hatch for good." "Sense?" The warrior let out a ragged, trembling sigh, lifting his emaciated face to gaze at us with profound, heartbreaking reverence. "Seventeen years ago... far to the north beyond these frozen mountains, stood Stormfang. It was the heart of the wolf kingdoms, ruled by High Alpha Adrian and his magnificent divine Luna. Their power was absolute, their reign golden. But dark ambition poisoned the pack from within." My breath hitched in my throat. Despite my logical mind screaming that this was a insane fairy tale, the name *Stormfang* made the White Light inside my origin-core throb with a sharp, terrifying ache.

“I told you. I didn’t do anything. It just suddenly shows up and start chasing me.” Claude knew that, but he surely would not let the fact he knew to be known by them. “Yeah, told you, I thought.” “But this puppy wolf does not live around here, isn’t it?” the pink mushroom fairy asked. The lilac mushroom fairy nodded. “This wolf is from the Earth Kingdom. We have seen some of these wolves passing by the forest and the entourage has the earth insignia on their appearance.” “This wolf is not from around here?” Darrion asked. “But isn’t there a black wolf monster too in this forest? The monstrology book in the library said so.”

She said, leaving me. This game will be fun since I never thought about it before. The winner, the strongest among them all, will be my future Queen, regardless if she is my mate or not. 'You're insane! She is our mate. Why do we need to test her?' My wolf said. 'I told you, I don't want a girl who can't fight for the kingdom and can't protect herself when we are not around.' 'Nonsense.' My wolf replied. ********************* Katharina Point of View