Novel & Cerita Woven Kingdom

"...belongs to the Obsidian Dominion." Kaelara followed the direction of her finger. The landscape stretched farther than her eyes could comfortably reach. Rolling forests... Towering mountain ranges... Sparkling rivers... Countless villages nestled among the valleys. "All of that?" She asked incredulously. "Yes! Our kingdom is the oldest surviving werewolf kingdom in existence." There was no arrogance in Isolde's voice. Only pride. "There are many other kingdoms scattered across the continent," she continued, "but they all recognize the Obsidian Dominion as the strongest. Some gladly call themselves our allies." She paused. "Others merely pretend to."

“Good afternoon, all. I have changed the protocols for entering the Kingdom; from this point forward, all guests must be accompanied by the individual member of the Kingdom that allows them access. If they come back five times in one day, you will be required to be with them each time. Let your visitors know that from this point on when they give their offering to enter, it will be scanned, and an image of themselves will be saved in our database as a visitor. The plus side of this, if we notice a visitor here more often or not, we will consider an invitation to them as a part-time member of our Kingdom. Have a wonderful day.” I smile as I walk away from the portal. Now I will know who comes

"PARTNERS FOR LIFE!" . . Matthew POV . . I was in my other warrior suit, a combination of red and black, Athenian in design. This morning was my wedding. Finally, she was now Riona Grey Moore. As per the kingdom's tradition, I would present her as the Queen Luna of the three kingdoms while the high priest would declare openly that I was their one and only Alpha King. The three kingdoms would emerge as one. There were no more Blue Moon, Dark Moon, and Crescent Moon Kingdoms. There would only be the Moon Howlers Kingdom, a tribute to the goddess of the moon who never forsaken us during our battles.

Finn as the beta, Drew as the gamma, Dave as the head warrior, and Leo as the head of my royal council. We decided to have all of our ceremonies done at the same time, to show a united front to the kingdom. To symbolize the new era we would usher in to Volkor and The Shrouded Realm as a whole. Because that was what the prophecy that was made about us had said — “forever bringing harmony” — and we had already begun that work by defeating Tobias, and by joining our two kingdoms, and creating alliances with Tidirath and Sorgin. The alliance with Sorgin was still shaky, as Veronica and Damien worked to piece their own kingdom back together, but it was a start.

Kitana had done a great job of telling me the history of what happened to my kind. In A.D. 247, Alpha Kazamir, a ruthless Alpha whose Machiavellian reputation went miles before him, sailed to the ends of the ocean to see what territory lay ahead to be conquered. In his sea-bound course, he encountered a strange werewolf clan who lived peacefully amongst themselves on the Eastern coast of what was thought to be an abandoned island. His sole ambition to conquer the world, and become the Alpha of all alphas had led him to the huts of these peasants led by an Alpha queen. Yes, a female Ñyora was the leader of the clan.

“And if they fail to see the truth?” “Then,” he said, his voice low and commanding, “we will show them. Not with swords, but with love. Our union is the spell that binds kingdoms.” Demarion offered her words of encouragement. The meadow turned out beautifully, Aakifahlynn had overseen preparations by volunteers from both the Empire and the Kingdom. They truly brought her ideas to life, it unfurls beneath the spring sun, its grasses swaying like a sea of emerald. The air is alive with more mingled scents of wildflowers, brightly colored awnings stretch across wooden stalls, their fabrics catching the breeze like banners of distant kingdoms.

Fionna dropped the wet linen on the tub. "Beyond our realm lie the Three Kingdoms. It's said that there's more than one realm altogether. We exist under the authority of the magic council, with the Southern, Eastern, and Western Kingdoms each having their own dominion. We find ourselves in the Western Kingdom, ruled by the King of Wolves. Alpha Knight Strevus, the third prince, is our leader, though we usually address him by his last name. This Western Kingdom is further subdivided by smaller..." "Hold on? There's more?"

With boundless wealth at home, she could rival a small country. This explained why the Moon Shadow Guild was the wealthiest guild in "Wild Valley World." Their wealth was unimaginable, surpassing even national banks. However, Sebastian couldn't remember the Moon Shadow Guild. It probably existed briefly in "Wild Valley World." It seemed the guild disbanded after only two years, and Sebastian didn't know the specific reasons.

The Uriel Kingdom was one of the known Werewolf kingdoms among the twelve werewolf kingdoms. Today, a grand feast was organized to celebrate the 18th birthday of the princess of Uriel Kingdom, Winter Uriel. Winter looked at herself in the mirror. The light royal purple gown made with silk fabric with puffed lacy sleeves around the wrists, perfectly fit her body. The pearl necklace around her neck had the most precious pearls in it. The diamond tiara on her head further embellished her princess look.

Stefan bowed down his head before chanting a spell with the use of his wand. "Vengeful wand of sorrows, listen to my plea. Help us hide our identity. Viamoeste viosle!" he chanted. A dark smoke appeared and slowly it formed into papers containing their new identities. Prince Zion take over the identity of the prince of the fallen kingdom of Etheor, one of the four kingdoms in the mortal world.