Black Butler Queen Victoria Novels & Stories

He then said, " Thank you my Queen for the gift. " Victoria tries to explain herself and said" No No your royal highness it's not my...." before she could complete her words two cats jumps there and started fighting like wild animals. Victoria becomes scared and stands back to Alexander. Alexander looks at the two wild cat fighting in front of him and a scared cat beside him. He smirks and takes out his sword to kill the cats but Victoria stops him and said:" Your royal highness you can't kill them".

Alexia's Point of View " The Black Queen!! " She whispered. So she follows the Black Queen and shoots it. But the Black Queen seems impervious. She's bulletproof and strong. Alexia just runs towards the Black Queen. She can't catch her but she keeps on running until she reached a house. The Black Queen stopped in there and turned her back to Alexia. Alexia can't still see the Black Queen's face. Alexia slowly walks towards her. She's studying the Black Queen's next move.

Considering Victoria’s fractured mental state, the fact that warriors were willing to obey her madness was a threat to the pack’s stability. Consequently, Blake had personally shattered the leg of the lead aggressor and exiled every wolf loyal to his sister. Following the scent of the conspiracy, Blake found the butler had been the architect. The butler was reluctant to lose the rank and the tribute of his high position within the Montgomery manor. Left with no choice, he turned to Victoria for sanctuary. Despite the previous night’s failed assault, it was ultimately Hudson who had intervened. Since Hudson and Victoria were bound by the Mate-Contract, the butler surmised the failure wasn't e

’ She demanded crossing her arms over her chest and tapping her foot her temper rising they just smiled at her she always looked so damn cute when she was angry and shook their heads, ‘No can do Princess, now be a good little girl and go to your room and the Pakhan will see you when he has the time. Viktor tried to shoo her away and she slapped his hand away angrily, ‘Get him the fuck out here or I am going in and you better not try to stop me.’ She clenched her fists and challenged them defiantly, it was ridiculous, they were both six feet four and towered over the tiny-looking young woman. With a sigh Viktor stepped forward and picked her up slinging her over his shoulder he strode up the

I am deeply sorry ma'am, about the other day, we just had to make it look real", he apologized. I nodded, "I understand, it's okay I forgive you". ", What do I do with his body?". "Put it in a package and send it to the others, tell them Blu said hi", I said and then turned to the boys. You could see the shock, surprise and even horror on their faces. Damon walked up to me. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked shocked. I smiled, "Oh me? I'm the Queen".

Brent's POV If one had told me that this palace holds so many secrets, I wouldn't have believed it. Vincent had thought he had everything under control. What I just witnessed in the Queen Mother's room almost got my aching head blown off. Mrs Black is having an affair with one of the elders in her son's council.

When the poofs of smoke appeared one after another, heralding the arrival of his butler, the housemaids, and Roz, he didn’t so much as flinch. The butler was the first to step forward, his face pale with apprehension. He was an older man, with a neatly trimmed beard and a posture that spoke of centuries spent in service. His name was Chryson, a title as old as the Underworld itself. Despite his dignified air, he looked uncharacteristically nervous, his hands wringing together as he awaited Thanion’s words. The housemaids, three in number, stood silently to the side. They were spectral in appearance, their translucent forms shimmering faintly in the low light. Though their features were beaut

Valeria's smile faltered, and as she opened her lips to speak, her gaze was drawn to a figure behind Ares. It was a woman. She was tall and stunning, dressed in black flawless gown, her hair was curled to perfection, and her presence demanded attention. The woman stepped forward, her white heels clicking against the marble floor. Valeria’s heart clenched as Ares turned to her with a familiarity that sent a cold dread washing over her. He reached for the woman's waist. “Baby, what’s going on?” she asked sweetly, resting a manicured hand against his chest. “I don’t know,” Ares replied, glancing around the decorated room like it was all some elaborate mistake.