Bloody Queen Idv Novels & Stories

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.”

Jade POV Well, this is total shit, my plan clearly worked in splitting them up by sleeping with her mate but I’m not sure why she was able to make her voice sound commanding or why she didn’t really feel any pain with the rejection, I know that it hurts like hell from experiencing it twice before, but she didn’t even blink an eye. I was hoping she was going to burst into tears and beg him to come back to her, I wanted her to look pitiful and broken while she begged on her knees that he didn’t leave her, unfortunately there was nothing, no emotion whatsoever during the rejection. The damn annoying thing is that I’m currently in this situation due to making them reject each other or because th

I make myself think that I have helped her, that I have actually, in my own way, saved her from years of mental worries. With that in mind, I take another step until I am standing next to the bed, where she is lying, asleep. Her comatose frame, inside the duvet, looks so pretty. I have never allowed myself to admire my own mate this way, talkless of if she doesn't reject me, the Queen Of All Vampire's Kings. Anastasia, The Queen Of All Vampire's Kings: my monster tastes that phrase in our head. It is nothing but absolute perfection. I smile. Afterward, I watch her intricately. Anastasia is a beautiful human. I have seen many in my lifetime, and yet, she strikes me handsomely.

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.

“And you shall wait some more. After the Blood Moon, she will be all yours.” Jyris smiled, then placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, promising to return before he took his leave. Dogori said nothing. The doors swung open and the presence of the Queen was announced. Her bloodshot silver eyes were her lost defining features, along with her glowing silver hair. She looked like she had been crying but when her gaze laid upon her daughter, she didn't seem pleased. “Is this your trade?” She asked the White King scornfully. “Not in front of our daughter.” The White King said tightly, before he smiled. “Are you not happy to see her?”

flash in his. “It is NOT my fault my father, YOUR King, was a man whore! I did not ask for this bullshit but hey if the shoe fits, wear it right? So here I am bitch! If you have a problem with me or my wolf, we will be on the training grounds until lunch.” I looked away from Koda who had looked past me to Jax, probably questioning if I could challenge him like that or not. I had everybody’s eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted. “That goes for anybody else here who does not think I’m worthy enough. Rather you like it or not I will be your Queen soon enough and you will all bow to me. Maybe once I rip a few of your throats out, you will learn to tread carefully.”

Tapping their vessels together in a type of toast, they simultaneously held the blood filled cups to their lips and drained them of their contents. Kendra’s stomach twisted into knots as she watched the a****n queen wipe a dribble of blood from the corner of her mouth while smiling with satisfaction. She was in such shock that she almost didn’t grasp the fact that Minerva had rushed forward to lay claim to the body of the woman. A battle of words finally led to physical violence as Minerva’s followers joined in to support her. Their queen stood and watched until the struggle got out of hand and then she ordered her guards to stop the madness.

The Queen, although surprised and angered at the outburst from a human, she didn't take offense to it as she needed something from the scientist. “I need blood,” she stated blandly, which seemed to confuse the scientist as he furrowed his brow. With a questioning brow raised, “Your majesty, I do not understand what you mean,” he responded, his voice stuttering as he was pinned by her intense gaze. “Blood of those rebels, I hear you may have some of them,” Queen Megan continued. This seemed to catch the old scientist's attention, his heart skipped a bit as he was afraid the queen night knew of his little experiment he was carrying out, he was under strict instructions by the king that his exp

Brandon lowered his head, pressing his lips against the warm skin behind Robin’s ear, his voice loud enough to echo in the private box: "The necklace is fifty million, Robin. But the queen wearing it is priceless." Up on the balcony, framed by diamonds and draped in emerald fire, Robin rested her hand over Brandon’s forearm, looking down at the ruined, terrified faces of Dane and Nicole below with a chilling, victorious smile.

Sworn enemies yet, she is the only woman who can put out the fire in our bloodlines. “What are you waiting for, Leo? A fucking invitation? Shoot her knees!” My father orders. I cock the gun, waiting for Zeyneps’ jaded-coloured irises to meet mine, and when they do, I wink at her. Quickly, I lift my arm and press the gun in my grasp against the side of my father’s head, with my index finger resting on the trigger. “Long live the Defiant Queen, Zeynep Volkov, heir of the true Artemis ‘Wolf’ Volkov,” I say in a firm tone and pull the trigger, murdering my father.