ALL HAIL THE ALPHA QUEEN
ALL HAIL THE ALPHA QUEEN — SYNOPSIS (300 WORDS)
Alina Bloodburn spends her twenty-second birthday in chains.
No family. No pack. No mercy.
Condemned for a crime she did not commit, she waits in a cold cell believing she is nothing more than an unwanted orphan in a ruthless werewolf world ruled by bloodlines and beasts. Then a woman called Lady Dame Thunder appears in her cell with eyes like famine and storms—and whispers a truth that shatters Alina’s life forever:
She is not weak.
She is not unwanted.
She is royalty.
Dragged from prison into a world of ancient magic, Alina learns she is the lost daughter of **Cercie Bloodburn**, High Witch and Alpha Matriarch of one of the most feared bloodlines in existence. Her awakening is brutal. Bone and flame twist her into something beyond wolf—silver-furred, fire-eyed, crowned by thunder.
A **Mega Alpha Queen** is born.
But power is never given without price. The Thornbrooks—ruthless killers who destroyed her childhood and slaughtered her family—still rule in shadows. They believe the Bloodburn line was erased.
They are wrong.
Banished to Europe to train under storm clans and witches who speak dead languages, Alina becomes more than a queen—she becomes a weapon forged in grief and ritual. When she returns two years later, she does not come for mercy.
She comes for genocide.
Yet beneath the fangs and fire still beats the heart of a girl betrayed by fate, yearning for truth, loyalty, and love in a world that only respects dominance.
Power threatens to consume her.
And the Alpha Queen must decide…
Will she rule the beast within—
Or become it?
Basahin
Chapter: CHAPTER FOUR;THE WORLD THAT FORGOT HER ****NEW CHAPTER *******THE WORLD THAT FORGOT HER***The city glittered like a jewel washed in gold and silver, its skyline a cathedral of ambition. Streetlights traced the arteries of power, and the Thornbrook estate loomed at the summit of a hill, as if daring the heavens themselves to challenge it. From a distance, it seemed serene, untouchable, a monument to the family’s dominance. Every light in its tall windows, every polished marble surface, every sweeping staircase whispered authority. Yet beneath that veneer of perfection, years of careful construction of wealth, politics, and influence had hardened the family into something colder, sharper, and more insidious than the streets below could ever imagine.Luke Thornbrook walked the main hall alone, the sound of his polished shoes echoing faintly off the marble floors. He paused at the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the city that now bent in subtle ways to his family’s will. Governors bowed, business congl
Huling Na-update: 2025-12-17
Chapter: CHAPTER THREE. CHAPTER THREE…….( Please note that different scenarios tell the same story but put in different testaments and records and they're combined together as a testimonial.)Darkness has a way of remembering you.It clung to the corners of my cell tonight like it knew something I didn’t. The walls looked closer than usual. The air was heavier. Even the silence… it felt alive. Watching. Breathing.I lay on my cot, staring at the cracked ceiling where moonlight spilled through a tiny barred window. It cut across the floor like a blade, pale and lonely.Twenty-two.I turned twenty-two tonight.No cake.No song.No laughter.No loving arms to pull me close and whisper wishes into my hair.No family.I swallowed, not allowing my eyes to burn. I had cried enough in this place. Tonight, I would not break.Instead, I whispered into the dark,“Happy birthday, Alina.”My voice sounded foreign in here.For years I had imagined this day differently. In Europe, with champagne and candles. In my old bed
Huling Na-update: 2025-11-28
Chapter: CHAPTER TWO. The iron doors slammed behind me with a sound that rattled my bones. I flinched, half-expecting the walls to collapse and swallow me whole. The air smelled of cold stone, sweat, and despair, a scent that clung to my skin and would follow me forever if I let it.I swallowed hard, my wrists still stinging from the cuffs. The officer shoved me down the hallway, past rows of cells, each one holding someone with eyes as hollow as mine felt. The clanging of metal echoed endlessly, a rhythm of punishment I couldn’t escape.“Your cell,” the officer barked. “Move.”I stepped inside. The space was tiny, barely larger than a coffin. The walls were cold, unyielding stone. A single cot, a metal toilet, and a thin blanket that smelled faintly of mildew. I pressed my palms to my face, trying not to sob, trying not to break.They shut the door behind me. The key rattled in the lock. The sound reverberated inside my skull like a death knell.I sank to the floor, knees pulled to my chest, and finally l
Huling Na-update: 2025-11-28
Chapter: CHAPTER ONE. The taxi rolled to a slow stop at the Thornbrook estate, and I felt my chest tighten. For a moment, I didn’t want to open my eyes, didn’t want to see the place that had always made me feel like I didn’t belong. But I had waited too long for this moment to hesitate now. I was now eighteen, just returned from Europe, and my heart was brimming with hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, things could be different. That Kael would look at me the way he had before I left, that everything I had imagined, every rehearsal of this reunion, could finally come true.The house loomed ahead, massive and pristine, like a castle frozen in time. Its marble steps gleamed in the late afternoon sun, and the faint scent of roses drifted from the garden. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stand tall. My fingers gripped my phone tightly. I had spent the entire flight home replaying this moment in my head. I would walk up, knock softly, and step into his arms. I would record his surprise, capture the raw emotio
Huling Na-update: 2025-11-28
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