Blonde Queens Novels & Stories

My girlfriend was a chess prodigy while I had trouble playing checkers, but she always let me win. When others questioned if I deserved her, she would tell them with unshakeable conviction, "I'd rather lose everything than lose him." Later on, she joined the national team while I stayed in a local college. Despite being apart for four years, we were always on video calls, and I'd travel over to visit whenever I had a break, even if it meant watching her from a distance through the training camp fences. We never thought we'd drift apart until one competition, where she blundered across seven rounds because she was playing a certain handsome youth. I knew right then that it was over betwe

“I’m sorry to say, but this queen is a little bit of a romantic. I just haven’t met the right King of my life to retire from my throne.” Hearing that Queenie wanted to retire, many hardcore ‘beasts’ protested, further proving the point of the romantics. In retaliation, the ‘beasts’ donated enough to fill almost eighty percent of Queenie’s fourth jar for the night. Nobody complained about the results, and Queenie took the chance to remind them about what was at stake if they did overflow the fourth jar by crossing her legs ridiculously high so that they could catch a glimpse of that black stocking. “Oh dear, the next section is a little more shocking. I hope you’re ready for this. Answer for

"If you get carried away again and let this happen, I will have no other choice but to terminate the mission and send someone else who can do it better." Anne's eyes widened at the threat. The queen nodded, staring directly into her eyes, and Anne's eyes returned to normal. She shook her head slowly. "Mother, please... You don't need to send another mermaid to Earth to do this. I can handle it," Anne pleaded. The queen took a deep breath, her anger still evident. "I will say this again: the werewolves are not your enemies. Stay a million kilometers away from Yvonne Brooks, or..." The queen's voice trailed off, her rage palpable.

I force myself to look at the egg. “How do you know it’s a female?” I ask. She looks at me like I’m stupid. “It’s a blue egg. All blues are female,” she says slowly as if I’m too stupid to keep up. “I know that. How do YOU know that?” “I’m not blind. Golds, reds, and blues are female. Silvers, bronzes, and greens are male. Silvers only mate with queens, so I’m guessing these two have mated with Ylys.”

She is cute and tall with her blonde curls that made her stand out and look like a real queen. Whereas I’m a bit short, chubby at the back side and busty. And I don’t have blonde curls like her and mom, I have a red head that annoys the queen each time she sees it. So I’m forced to hide my hair always. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not ugly and fat, I’m just not as beautiful as my sister and also not as confident as her. A competition is organized to chose the girls that would be auctioned to the alpha’s. The winners will stay back in the pack to bear more she-wolves to grow the pack while the losers are sold out to kings and Alpha’s to be their Luna.

Solomon added a bit of red wine to the chalice and passed it to the girls who each took a sip. They immediately felt a rush of power along with the voices of the pack members congratulating them. Selene and Nahla turned to their mates proudly with huge smiles, the brothers just stared at them with so much love and pride. “I am honored to present to you, the Queens of Lycan’s and Werewolves. The Luna's of Silver Moon, Queen Selene and Queen Nahla”, Solomon boomed to the pack. Howls of acceptance erupted and those who could not shift clapped and hollered. The girls were quickly engulfed by the strong arms of their mates who kissed them passionately with abandon.

Ysabella ultimately decided to go. Everyone in the room could finally exhale a sigh of relief. The previous hour had been so tense that they thought the runway, which was used for the catwalk, would be a catfight arena. They were relieved it did not happen. All of the staff members were relieved that Clarissa was able to maintain her composure and act so gracefully. She was so composed the entire time that she didn't even raise her voice when Ysabella attempted to provoke her. But even before Ysabella left the room, she shouted “Remember this Clarissa – there is only one queen here in BC Models. And definitely, that’s not you. It’s me!”

In his rush of adrenaline, he had completely forgotten that there were still males around the castle, now, about twenty guards surrounded him with their eyes fixed solely on Daphne. “Move”, he growled with so much authority, it shook the atmosphere but none of them did as they were told. It was simply the power of the Heat of The Luna Queen. It gave all men immunity to orders, even those straight from the alpha king himself. The luna queen was said to have the strongest and most capturing scent out of all the female lycans, this made all the want her and their eyes were fixed on the prize. “Move”, he repeated, just to receive the same reply.

However, he noticed the ambiguous undertone in Adrian’s voice—it felt out of the ordinary. Just then, one of his subordinates pulled open Sarah’s blouse, revealing a vast expanse of fair, lustrous skin. The bruises and purple marks left by kisses stood out starkly, especially the plum-blossom-shaped mark above her collarbone—it was exceptionally vivid and conspicuous, clearly fresh.

Not again no! ~•~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~ So here's chapter one of Queens Dynasty. What do y'all think? Its not edited BTW so forgive my errors.