Blonde Queens Novels & Stories

the old woman prompted. "Yes," responded Nadine, a woman with dark hair and a physique that exuded strength and agility, reminiscent of a warrior or a seasoned fitness instructor. Standing at 170 cm, her muscular frame was accentuated by the simple dark singlet she wore. "Luna Queen class refers to a special group of destined Lunas meant to support the Alpha King. Typically, they are bound to their own destined Alphas. However, if their destined Alpha perishes or is slain, these Lunas have the autonomy to choose which Alpha King candidate to support. They can even align with a non-destined Alpha from their own pack, aiding him in his quest to become the Alpha King.

I shake my head with a smile on my face from the memories from earlier today. "Cali, we need to talk about something," Dominic sighs, his lips form a thin line. my forehead creased, "What about?" "As you know, Winter is the oldest Girl. So she will be the first Queen to rule the Kingdom," I nod. Of course, I know Dominic has talked about this since I told him I didn't want to try for a boy. All of our Girls got black hair. Rayne and Tara both have blue eyes. Winter was born with bright emerald eyes.

Bob length brunette with light but bold makeup, white crop top paired with high waisted pants and a black blazer on top, it was easy enough to tell the kind of person she was. The wild type. Her lips were curved into a smile as she reached where he was, and he extended an arm to her, which she looped with hers and together, they made their way over to us. They seemed close, and for a moment, I wondered if she was his Luna Queen. But there was no news of the Alpha King finding his mate. It is such a big deal to the entire werewolf kingdom, I am sure he would not be able to keep it a secret even if she was.

Questioned young lord Jake, Quinn twitching her eye brown with her face flash in anger before composing her self, this man has a thing for Felicia and would not even look properly at her Oh, speak of the devil " Quinn pointed at a goddess young lady, with Blondie curly hair like gold thread, she was dressed on a most exquisite lovely dark red gown with roses on it, she had light rosebud makeup on her lips and her beauty can not be explained as every young men and woman turn their faces to watched the damsel walked in. why some in awe at her beauty some thought differently, Especially three mothers who had a jealous heart towards her tangling in gossips.

But it's mostly out of curiosity, no one seems to like her, I notice. Landon places his hand on my shoulder, softly steering me to his side rather than his back and let his hand drape carelessly over me. “And that, people, is my Queen, whose blood you greed for — Brooklyn McBroom.”

“Good morning, JK.” Amused and more, but with the mix of dismay, yet his pin character and inevitable destiny. He watches everything unfold as his interest is taken by his own presence in the beginning of the last and seventh loop. Then, a sweet scent of rose pave as a tall and slender beauty owning a pair of sky-blue eyes, short wavy blonde hair, a lady in every way and considered as one of the queens, took her steps to close and greeting. “Good morning, Alliah, Daniela.”

No one could touch them. The Queen herself was flawless. She had the best poreless skin that was a shade darker than Brittany's tannish brown skin tone. Her eyes were a piercing blue that was bright in the darkness. Her hair was in waves of reddish-brown hair that had slightly a redder tint to it. On her head was her crown that was woven from the best trees that London probably had to offer. It was a mix of red, green, yellow, and orange, all braided together. Her wrists also had the same woven leaves on them as well.

They dropped to the ground light on their feet in front of all of us. Rynyxon bowed, in which case Harmon, Brandon, and I did too, even though I was just getting bored too. I could feel raw power from this couple, letting me know instantly that they were in charge, but for some reason, I was not as threatened by it. It was.... peaceful, yet strange. The queen had light brown hair and purple eyes like Rynyxon, with smile lines that framed her heart-shaped face and rosy cheeks. She wore a beautiful silver dress that clung to her body like a second skin. She looked so young, it was hard to tell if she was Rynyxon’s mother or his sister.

A bunch of queens line up, with the extreme having a cluster. I tap a random queen. “Did you see my stuff? It was packaged…” “You own that wicked shit?” She rolls her eyes. “Men, I need your plug.” The other queens laugh. “I don't have time for that.” I rap. “I need it.” “Sheesh.” She hisses. “Your shit knocked my girls out in seconds.” She points to two ladies dozing off on the cold floor. “But I got something on me.” She pulls out a wrapped substance from her bra and dangles it.

“No, I didn’t want to. I don’t want to follow in Rebecca’s footsteps. Honestly, when my hair is blonde, as it usually is, I don’t look all that much like her. At least, I don’t think I do. Anyway, that’s not all they wanted from me. I’ve already told Alpha King Maddox all of this.” “What do you mean?” She’s going too fast for me. I can’t keep up with all of the details she’s telling me, mostly because she threw me off when she said she’s usually blonde. Why does she have red hair now? Because her family thought it would be better? So that she could somehow trick everyone into thinking that she would be the best next Luna Queen because she looks like her cousin, the last Luna Queen. Obviously