Blonde Queens Novels & Stories

I looked straight into his eyes and said bluntly, and he scoffed. I put my glass away and left to go to the restroom since he won't let me be. Since Alexa was still busy drinking and dancing, I had to find my way to the restroom myself. "Look who we have here. The bitch who is full of herself." Leilani and her girls double-crossed me on my way to the restroom. Leilani, Lucy, Kylie, and Amber were all friends who named themselves the queens of Queen's college. They are known for bullying the weaker students, especially the less privileged ones. Leilani has a crush on Derek, and she always parades herself the whole school as Derek's girlfriend even after being humiliated publicly when she conf

After finishing her words, Queenie hopped into her Ferrari and drove off. Brittany squinted her gorgeous eyes and said, “If I’m not mistaken, this Lord Bale of Hydra Group is interested in our Lush Cosmetics.” Alex huffed. “He can dream on.”

His sheer presence produced a flood of joy, and his leadership served as a beacon for the pack's oneness. His two queens, Freya and Seraphine, sat alongside him. Freya wore a gown that shimmered like moonlight on fresh snow, her ethereal beauty heightened by the festival mood. Seraphine, who was vivacious and engaging, was dressed in a flowing scarlet gown that matched the fire in her personality. They embodied warmth and brightness as a pair, their togetherness a living monument to harmony.

Tiffany's words drips with scorn, her disbelief evident. "It's utterly preposterous, a feeble, insignificant human presiding over the entire dominion of the Werewolf kingdom as Queen! Do you genuinely believe the council would tolerate such a ludicrous scenario? What you require, Blaze, is a Queen of strength and resilience, a formidable female warrior within our pack, much like myself. I am destined to wear the crown. I've earned the right to be Queen! If you're so infatuated with her, you're welcome to keep her as your slut! I couldn't care less!"

The most quiet pillar, who also had blonde hair, said, “We are the Old Queens of the witches’ realm, and there’s no way we’re going to let one of us go.” Her blue eyes burned. I thought in my head, “Oh, so they are all old queens. No wonder they all have blonde hair and blue eyes, just like Anna.” I walked up to the pillar that first spoke and said, “We are going to take Queen Selene, but we really need your help. Look, we’ve been fighting Roosevelt, and I fear he might wake his demonic side soon because of how we’ve been defeating him.”

she exclaimed and Jensen started grinning. “Oh great, like you didn’t have Alpha complex enough already,” he laughed. I shook my head. I still wasn’t getting it. “Chase, Kaeleigh is the Alpha Hybrid Queen and as her fated mate, you are fated to be the King!” Isabella squealed, and my jaw dropped. “Me king of the wolves,” I smiled at that and Isabella shook her head with a giddy excitement “Not just the wolves,” she said clapping her hands. "This is the official merge of the werewolves and the witches.”

********************************************************************************** *Unknown POV* Two cars arrived at the pack house. The pack members immediately made way for their Alpha and Luna. Vanessa greeted everyone as she entered the pack house. It was more well furnished and embellished than last time. She looked at the interiors with awe. On one of the walls was a picture of a beautiful woman sitting on the throne. She had same silver eyes as Damian and her hair colour matched Liam's. She must be their mom. She was an eternal fountain of love. " your mom was beautiful" Vanessa said intertwining her fingers with Damian's.

My wolf howls in my head, the sound he is making sounds a lot like a mating call. The energy shifts around me. The dark cloud over my head brightens and I hear a roar, or was that a thunder? I don’t let myself think about it too much as I take after her. Running to catch up because while I was trying to get my brain on board, she got further away. This woman has long brunette hair. It reaches her lower back in perfect curls. Adriana is blonde but hair color is something measly. The way my body reacted is not.

“Aunt Queenie with the yellow hair, why are you looking at the ground? Are you looking for something?” Queenie looked at the girl. She tried her best to hold her anger back and said, “My hair is blonde, not yellow.” “Yellow is blonde,” Isabel said as she protruded her lips. It was as if the girl wanted to provoke Queenie, and she continued, “Why did you dye your hair yellow? You look like a lion.” Sylvia almost burst into laughter. The others were rendered speechless and things got awkward again. Queenie flushed. She was angered by the remark.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”