All Chapters of CROWNED BY BLOOD: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The silence before the duel was not absent. It was an expectation. The air between us buzzed with the weight of countless worlds teetering on the brink.The Void Hunter leader stood across from me, its form now settled into a shape eerily human dark armor of shifting metal and wings that shimmered with void-stained magic. It was not just a creature of destruction. It was the culmination of every force that had ever sought to end the supernatural.Behind me, Kai stood holding our newborn, our spirit child. Seraphina and Alexander hovered at the edge of the circle, their bodies tense, ready to strike. But this was not their battle.This was mine."Queen to Devourer," the entity had said. A duel for everything. One life to decide the fate of all others.I took a step forward. My breath felt heavier than usual not from fear, but from the crushing understanding of what I might leave behind. My children. My mate. The kingdom we'd rebuilt from ash."Luna," Kai whispered, his voice steadier t

For centuries, the supernatural and human worlds existed like two parallel rivers, close enough to feel the current of each other’s presence but never allowed to cross. That separation was no longer sustainable. Not after what the world had witnessed. The veil was thinning, not just between realms, but between identities.A diplomatic envoy from the Unified Human Nations requested an audience.They had seen the skies fracture. They had seen dragons soar and energy ripple across satellites. Governments panicked. Then, they adapted. Now, they reached out.I stood before the council table, surrounded by my advisors Celeste, Marcus, the fae high priestess Nyara, and two vampire lords who had taken on ambassadorial roles. My children sat beside me, their eyes wide with a mixture of curiosity and caution."They want you, Luna," Marcus said. "You, not just as queen, but as the face of every supernatural being."The thought terrified me more than any war. Representing werewolves alone had bee

He stood beneath the silverheart tree in the Hollowshade courtyard, his form no longer childlike. Silver robes flowed around him like liquid light. The air trembled with his presence. My spirit child, born of love and loss, now looked back at me with eyes that reflected galaxies."Mother," he said, voice deepened, unwavering. "I have made my decision. I will reshape this world through harmony. No more conflict. No more division. I will create balance."My heart twisted. Pride. Fear. Wonder. All at once. "Kai... you don’t need to bear this alone."He smiled faintly. "It is not a burden. It is my nature."Seraphina stood behind me, arms crossed, concern etched across her face. Alexander paced, flames licking at his palms."He’s talking about rewriting reality," Alexander muttered. "That’s not balanced. That’s control."Kai Jr. looked at them gently. "No. It is healing. You see boundaries. I see potential."I wanted to cradle him, protect him from the very power surging through his veins

I watched them vanish into the stream of time my children, my heart, my reason for becoming Queen. They didn't cry. They didn’t hesitate. They walked into the unknown with the kind of courage only born of love. But as the light closed behind them, I felt something fracture inside me. Not from fear. Not even from grief. From the knowledge that in the future they must build… there might be no place left for me. To save everything, my children must rewrite what was. And in doing so, they may erase the mother who fought to bring them here.Just as the Custodian rolled open the scroll, the air fractured like glass and two familiar figures stepped through.Seraphina’s eyes burned with starlight, and Alexander’s hands crackled with the golden fire of time-forged power.“The timelines called us back,” Seraphina said. “Even in training, we felt you break. We’re not done yet.”It began with a tremor in the threads of time, a whisper through the Custodians' scrolls, echoing in dream and prophec

It began as whispers.At first, I sensed small fractures, soul bonds weakening, heart-strings unraveling in realms I once knew as whole. Mated pairs who had survived centuries suddenly turned cold. Children no longer remembered why they trusted their parents. Packs grew suspicious of their own blood.And it wasn’t isolated. It was coordinated.Across realities, supernatural connections were being severed. Not violently, but subtly. Like an infection of indifference.Seraphina arrived first, wings flickering with static wind. “The merfolk courts have collapsed,” she said. “Their bond songs are silent.”Then Alexander, his fire dimmed. “The Phoenix lineages are devouring themselves. They no longer recognize one another as kin.”Kai Jr. emerged from a rippling stream of time, solemn. “This is no accident. Something is hunting love. And it’s feeding.”I searched the threads of possibility, reaching into realms once held together by loyalty, passion, and soul-deep connection. The damage wa