Archer Queen Smut Novels & Stories

“I choose you.” Then I kissed him, tasting death and forever, and pushed the shadow blade into his heart myself. The beast roared once, victorious, and poured into me instead. When I stood again, the courtyard was silent. Every vampire, every wolf, knelt. Because the Queen they saw wore one face now. And she was smiling with too many teeth. I looked up at the moon, red as the heart I’d just consumed. Then spoke, voice layered with both Elaras and something older than both.

Even Liam, usually the picture of unbreakable arrogance, is subdued, his face a mask of exhaustion and wary respect. The Queen follows at a measured distance. She wears her wounds with the same studied dignity as her robes: blood from her temple dried into a perfect crescent, her shattered crown replaced with a simple iron circlet. She walks upright, every step regal, but there’s a limp now—a flaw in her machinery.

’ He replied and she leaned forward to nip his ear, ‘Then I’ll make you choose my beautiful sexy husband’ She slipped her hand between them stroking the front of his pants and he had no control over his lengthening cock, her eyes locked onto his, ‘Mama or Lover?’ She smirked sliding slowly down his body and popping the button on his jeans her fingers on his zip, ‘Choose wisely Luca’ She licked her lips and her green eyes darkened with lust as she pulled his hard cock free, ‘Zaya’

"No child of this realm will ever have to live in fear of The Brood again, not while the blood of the royal house Whitlock remains!" Archer roared, unleashing a wave of shouts. "Long live King and Queen Whitlock!" "May the Goddess bless our princess!" "Health to our powerful Queen Tempest!" Tempest’s heart was beating so hard it felt like it might burst out of her chest. From being a humiliated, imprisoned she-wolf to Queen of these lands, now blessed by her power. The wind whipped, tossing her blond hair, and her Alpha’s hand never left hers. "We’re going to make it, together. Always together." Archer stepped in behind her, shielding her with his body, both hands settling over her belly whe

I get so close to the werewolf that I feel its breath all over my body, and then the beast talks. "I am Manure, the maze keeper and you have trespassed my property and no one gets out alive!" I start laughing a bit and then introduce myself as the Queen of Futanari, soon to be the ruler of all the lands. Manure gets angry at my laughing and roars like a lion. I let him know that he won't scare me whatever he does. Manure slowly approaches me, testing me, to tell the truth, that I feel no fear toward him, and gets one of his paws up with very sharp claws and heads it toward my neck.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

This woman could easily pass for the evil queen in the story because her beauty did not reach her eyes as it didn't get to her heart. "Why, my queen, you mean to say that you wouldn't recognize me if we were to meet in the street?" Alaric asked her, smirking. She gazed at him coldly. "Step forward," she said. He took only one step toward them. Isn't he supposed to go up to them? Kurt asked himself. Just wait and observe, his wolf said. "I said step forward," the queen repeated. Again, he took only one step to them, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

The magic queen entered the house, which was full of calm, then she went to her room, she heard a scream coming from , so she entered to find Martha tied up and almost naked, and on her body were signs of cruel torture. She saw around her three magicians laughing in a state of drunkenness, among them the magician of the Kingdom of Ark, who raised his cup in her face and said: "Hello, Queen of Magic, here you go." "What have you done to my girl?" The three laughed, and a group of black shadows appeared behind them “We were enjoying it as was the deal.” The Queen of Magic felt angry, and what increased her anger more is the presence of those black shadows in the place, which means that her mov

“Elora made you soft. She has taught that the wolf should eat grass so that the sheep sleep in peace ‘ She put him in the air with a single arm. The great hybrid waved his Legs were in the air, but he couldn't resist the alpha command. “I will purify this valley from weakness,” the Queen called, and her voice swell to an ear-powdering boar. She pressed her own, bleeding Hand surface against the end of the hybrid. The carmesin red light shot in its Skull. The doubt in his eyes burned immediately, replaced by pure, sadistic Loyalty. “You are my first hunter. Find the seeker Raven Carter. Find the

However, the expression on the Lycan King's face when he witnessed his mate using that fire? That was the triumph. The Architect muttered, "Good," with a smile that pierced the shadows. "Little queen, burn for him. Burn until he is unable to determine whether he fears you or loves you.” Only the faint echo of laughter on the winter wind remained after they disappeared.