Blonde Queens Novels & Stories

Kristen said, staring at my front almost hypnotized, "Calves." "Well at least you're taking attention away from my breasts," Ashley laughed. I threw my pants over to Kristen. She looked almost sheepish about her victory. Emma gave her friend a hearty slap on the back, like Kristen had just pulled out the anchor run for the win at a state meet. I slowly sat down, hoping my cock wouldn't just jump right out. It hardly mattered. Two hands later I pulled a Queen. A goddamn, motherfucking Queen. She winked at me as I gazed upon her regal visage. Oh yes. Finally.

The target: Club Basilica — a high-end front run by Don Silvano Velluto, a New Cosa sympathizer who once sent her a wedding gift laced with cyanide. He wouldn't get the chance to apologize. They entered during peak hours, no announcement, no mercy. By the time the first scream shattered glass, it was already over. The Ash Blades didn’t spare DJs, waitresses, lieutenants, or lovers. They painted the gold-tiled floors red and left one message burned into the wall in accelerant: THE QUEEN DOES NOT KNEEL. SHE BURNS. When the security footage reached Lorenzo’s war room, Matteo just whispered, “Madonna.”

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

I shook my head as I pulled my phone out and watched her and Heth come into the house and make some lunch. She had developed into a beautiful woman. Her long black hair hung down to her perfect ass. She had put some red highlights in it and I loved it. She stood at five eight but she was the perfect height for me. Her eyes though they really caught your attention. They were like the perfect shade of blue I have ever seen. When I stared into them I have to pull myself back or I would be lost in them. I closed the app on my phone and put it back in my pocket. Heth truly was the only person I did trust with her. He knew my dirty little fantasy's about making her mine. I knew he would protect he

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' he smirked at me knowing I heard his thoughts. "Maybe one day I will tell you the answer" I teased him. "I look forward to it." He grinned and walked into the living room. "Can I get everyone's attention?" Mom said. Everyone came and stood in the kitchen listening to mom and looking at me. "So you have now all been introduced to Amberlee. I know some of you are very upset that this information was kept from you..believe me when I tell you this was completely necessary. You see, not only is Amberlee our future Queen, but she is also the first female tribrid born in hundreds of years." Everyone's mouths weee practically on the floor... I had to stifle a giggle. "I know you all understand how

you might be wondering how they look like, right? Hmm, mm.... Let's see. Asmodeus has light blonde hair with the tips dyed white. He's dressed like every single person I've seen so far, in the Victorian style but more black and white, I mean he kind of looks like Yin and Yang decided to paint his clothes today. Still, what's really intriguing about him are his eyes. They are golden but with a blue hue in the middle. They look enchanting and mesmerizing. Guess that's why every girl or woman wants to be with him. Lucifer has blonde-platinum hair, like every other demon he is dressed in the Victorian style, but his eyes are another thing. Stormy gray eyes, what a coincidence.

This is the largest pack in the whole world, and seeing this many Weres eating together is amazing. Three petite omegas begin to serve myself and the twins. I feel disappointed that they have their heads so low. I pray my mates do not overwork or abuse omegas. The very thought has Eve and I becoming protective. "Afternoon, Ladies, I am Queen Amelia. Can I please get your names," I say with what I hope is a pleasant smile. The redhead lets her eyes flick to mine. "Im Mia, my Queen. And this is Stephanie and Liz," she supplies, gesturing towards the two brunettes.

I bite my lip, then give myself a firm reminder. Luna Queen Ainslee Bleiz-Brodcraz of Shadowglade. I can do anything once I am the queen. I will be heard.