Woven Kingdom Novels & Stories

Once father finished talking, a thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd as Alexander and I began to make our way out of the ballroom towards the carriage parked outside. The union amongst the crowds at my wedding made me remember the time all five kingdoms were one. The land of werewolves used to be one under the rule of Lycans, until a revolt arose from within werewolves who wanted a change of power. This revolt led to a decade-long war, which eventually led to the creation of all five Kingdoms. The Kingdom of Trinigad, the Kingdom of Lothal, the Kingdom of Eortí, the Kingdom of Selenium, and the Kingdom of Cessi.

Still, he didn’t blame her, there were similarities in the dressing of both kingdoms, and Liines was the closer of the two. A piece of cloth hanging from one side of the carriage covering a part of the sticks of bread held the insignia of the kingdom of Verizholt. The well-crafted drawing of the eight legged arachnia of the outwor… eatherworld, he amended. The creature was famous for the textile strength and flexibility of its webs and feared for its unreasonable size as compared to the arachnids native to the world. Craftsmen over the years had tried and failed to weave the webs into something wearable for the sake of protection in times of war. Worsening the blow of such failures was the f

The moon at its fullness readily shone on mountain Gaza. The whooshing whispers of the wind tore into every part of it. The mountain was readily situated at the center of five wolf kingdoms ; Azra, Ezra, Nitra , Yarna and Baduk. For every other night, it would have a lovely sight to behold the parts of the five kingdoms from the peak . But tonight, the case was totally different. The tension was high and uncertainty was the mood . Duncan , the alpha king of the most powerful kingdom, Azra, had begun a quest that was long buried. A quest to bring every other kingdom under his rule.

"Much obliged sir. Sir, I was reading a book in the library the previous day and came across a sentence that left me with more questions than before I had picked that book up. It mentioned an organization called the dark kingdom. I would be eternally grateful if you could clear my doubts." Mr. Aikens sighed in relief when he heard the question. This question was tricky but he could answer it. "Well, the dark kingdom is not really a kingdom. It is an organization. Think of the wielders academy as the light of this world and the dark kingdom as the darkness to that light. Just like the wielders academy, the dark kingdom trains individuals and shapes them into wielders with the sole purpose of

I asked, remembering the story I was told about the Fae that blessed the Alastians with their kingdom, but I had no idea it was because of war. "Yes, the war of the Fae, to put simply, was a time of grave famine crossing all of the kingdoms across Azara. The humans all came to be healed but soon our magic was wearing out and we have nothing left to give, they took that as selfishness and destroyed our homes and killed many of us. The magic users came to help but they failed as mass hysteria rose throughout our own Kingdom we had no choice but to surrender." As she spoke I could feel the anxiety and depression they must have felt all those centuries ago. "Okay, I understand that but how did t

The Kingdom of Londeve, previously hailed as the 'Land of Flowing Life,' is the nation that worships the 'God of Birth and Baptismal' since the ancient times. Its topography before the destructive events from a century ago was truly magnificent and a marvelous sight to behold. From above, it appears to be an archipelago on a shallow sea where the minor islands encircling the city capitol are connected by stone bridges. The main city was located at the largest island, looking like a huge fountain where the clear blue sky and water meets. However, today, evidence of its former glory are just the barely preserved paintings handcrafted by those who had the opportunity to witness its divine beaut

My trembling hands pushed away the curtain, and the blinding morning light made me squint, but I struggled to keep them open to take on the grand sight outside this carriage. Towering ivory walls reaching up to fifty meters, seemingly reaching for the horizons, and a luxurious blackwood double-door gate embossed with a ruby-eyed ebony wolf howling to the heavens highlighted by golden lines, as if the giant black wolf with blood-red eyes is ready to leap out of the gate and massacre its enemies. The entrance to the core power territory of the Rogue kingdom exudes a terrifying momentum of bloodshed and carnage. It perfectly fits the image of the Rogue werewolf race that I have learned and hear

I was a slave. I grudgingly stood up with my wet clothes as I got out of bed to look for a dried cloth, but all were the ripped dried ones. My clothes were torn. No matter how hard I worked in the park house, I wasn’t given an allowance to take care of myself. The clothes I had were given to me by past maids who felt pity for me. The only thing I never lacked was a roof over my head if one wanted to consider it a roof. It was a small shelter with a leaking roof that was attached to the pack house. On rainy days, it was hell, but thankfully, it wasn’t time for that.

She heaved a sign of relief, she thought she annoyed him by her questions. The descendant of the moon pack kingdom married the mystic race dragons crown prince, so she became their queen and her generations were mixed blood, that of a dragon and a werewolf. Back to the moon pack kingdom, the kingdom is the largest and also the richest kingdom of the werewolves. Though the five kingdoms have been in peace with each other, but in recent years, they have been planning against each other, but has never fought before due to the oath sworn by their ancestors, anyone who fight against his brother nation would bring utter destruction and choas to his kingdom, the powers of the oath was also passed

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.