Blonde Queens Novels & Stories

Inside me, Asher let out a savage, territorial roar that vibrated in my throat. "How can she smile at a Beta like that?" Asher howled, tearing at my mind. "That smile belongs to us! Rip his throat out!" "Shut up," I muttered under my breath. "Oh, wow," the woman next to me loud-mouthed, her voice cutting through my thoughts like a dull saw. She had followed my stare right up to the upper tier. "The Rogue Pack queen has found a new toy already. She moves fast, does she not? Mind you, she has good taste. That kid Lorde just debuted last month and went viral across every network. The queen really knows how to pick them."

This was an Alpha King who had been betrayed by his own, and he was ready to excise the rot. Rebel joined him a heartbeat later, and a collective gasp rippled through the court despite everyone’s best efforts to remain silent. She stood tall, her spine a straight line of obsidian, her chin lifted in a way that was neither defiant nor soft. She looked unbreakable. The moonlight kissed the silver threads woven through her hair, and the subtle glow of her hybrid power shimmered just beneath her skin like a living, breathing thing. She had chosen to wear white and silver, the traditional colors of sovereignty and judgment. She carried no weapons and wore no armor. She did not need them. The Quee

She was so stunning she completely eclipsed the brunette with her beauty and he quickly saw the men’s eyes shifting to her as Mylene spun her around making her red/gold hair swirl out before settling around her slender shoulders. 'Come on girlfriend, shake that petite little ass of yours.' Mylene jiggled her ass making Lissa laugh out loud, 'I can't do my ass is too small.' Then yelped when Mylene slapped it,

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

The same place I found this she-wolf. After we stole Ryker's sister from Red Moon I decided to go back and look at their prisons roster. There were many wolves that didn't appear to be hard criminals, deserving a life sentence of beatings and filth. Especially not the warrior goddess we took. As I approached the last cell I watched intently at the lean women with her long blond hair in tight braids. She was the image of a Viking Queen. I thought how perfectly her ass fit in the black yoga pants and how scrumptious her large breast were in a grey sports bra as I followed her body moving up and down in push ups. Much better then the oversized dirty shirt and slacks from her previous prison.

"Of course my Lord! And will you need hot meals and entertainment? I will provide all that I am able to ensure your comfort." "A meal would be nice. I happened upon this mountain lion on my way here and I believe it would be well served roasted and shared among your people." Jesu noticed the lion and nodded, whistling loudly. A moment later, a girl came out of one of the houses. She had light brown hair with golden highlights, cream white skin and a delicate face. Her eyes were blue with hazel flecks, and her lips had a natural pink tint to them. Her face appeared flushed, as if she had been working hard or running, giving her cheeks a rosy glow. Liam stared at her for a moment, and then loo

As I opened the photo, I realized there were more words on the caption. “I don’t care if your Mother is Nicole Parker, who is known as the Queen of Bullies back in the day. I will have my man away from your claws and paws. Just watch and see!” I frowned. I could not believe what I was reading. So, I leaned back to check the words clearly from a good distance, afraid my eyes were playing with me. I looked at the text sideways. I tried blinking my eyes after giving them a good rub. But the results did not change!

They would have been four just like the males but Alphine had longed given up on the throne and escaped the palace. Initially, Ivy thought that was the last of the humans, but she was proven wrong when another batch was brought. Even before they spoke the rules, Ivy knew herself too well. She won't be able to do it, she can't drain or rape anyone. But the rules were different this time. Instead of draining or anything, the humans were grouped into three. Fifty humans in each group. “Since any of these women might be our future Queens, we need to get their abilities!” Elder Mason spoke in his old gruff voice.

On a norm, blaze would have slapped me for talking back at him but he keeps his cool with me. "Whatever how was the mission?" He asked calmly. "The usual, I wasted the dickhead and left no trace." I said with confidence and blaze smirked nodding as he was pleased. "That's what makes you the best serial killer who ever worked in my racket." He smiled even though I didn't return the smile. The clicking sounds of heels were heard, Queen walked in. She was on a Jena bum shot and rainbow crop top, her hair falling below her shoulders. "Hey, boss" She waved at blaze and greeted him customarily.

Not a bride. > A queen.