Bloody Queen Idv Novels & Stories

Ivana’s face twisted. She looked like she wanted to slap me. To scream. To spill poison. But she didn’t. Instead, she spun toward the door like she couldn’t bear to stay in the room where she was losing control. She yanked it open and stormed out without looking back. Her shoulders were high. Her head lifted. Her arrogance and pride slid back over her like a shield. And just like that, the queen was back. The tears were gone. The vulnerability erased. Only pride remained, sharp and untouchable.

Her footsteps were slow, deliberate, every breath measured. The snow underfoot crunched like brittle bone. They reached the main square, where the village bell tower stood crooked, dusted in frost. A bloodstain marred its base. Elira’s eyes swept the houses—windows shuttered, doors ajar. Then movement. A shadow slipped behind one of the cottages. Elira raised her hand. The others froze. She moved forward alone. “Who’s there?” she called. “This is Queen Elira of the Lycan Dominion. You are under royal protection. Come forward.”

"I have no interest in whatever happened on your side. So you do not need to be so nervous. I contacted you for only one reason. You need to speed up the war against Holtrien. Winning or losing is not important, but there's a special individual you must investigate thoroughly." Azrael was startled. "Your Majesty, please enlighten me." Silvio paused for a moment, then said coldly, "The progenitor of the Dark Clans, the Vampire Queen, came to see me. Not just me. The emperors of the other two empires also received notice. "The Vampire Queen believes that someone has awakened within Holtrien who poses a fatal threat to her. She's deeply unsettled right now. Or rather, she's afraid. She has stro

The Nexum——the ritual union of the fated mates under the blood moon. The nocturnal cast an enflamed glow through the cave enough for me to see the woman in front of me. Her wavy blonde hair was like a curtain sheathing the night while her whole form spoke elegance. Against shadows and light, Val's presence trembled my existence and I could feel her lascivious passion towards me as she lifted her hand on my face, touching my skin lightly. Her eyes shone like a pair of Aquarius gemstones, decreasing my tenacity from her dominance. Those gaze of desire was determined to own me and I certainly wanted to be possessed as long as it was her. I couldn't deny this bond between us anymore, for it was

the queen uttered and looked at her son before turning to Agnella. “If anyone comes to you and doesn't smell like me or Draven, don't go with them or trust them. Draven has my scent just like the rest of my children therefore you can recognize them that way. Thank goodness Jamarion came in time,” The queen sighed. “I am going to kill that bitch, cut her throat, and have her dangling on the flags outside the palace,” Draven growled, his hands folded tightly. The queen placed her hands on the side of his arm and gently caressed it.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

He then turned to me and smiled again “My Queen,” then his eyes closed and his body went limp. “No!” I screamed. I couldn’t accept it. I refused to believe that there was nothing I could do. I was supposed to be the all powerful queen and yet one of my oldest friends was dying in my arms. Dayna looked up to say something and screamed. I followed her gaze to behind me and saw Malcolm bearing down on me, a dagger in his hand and pure evil in his eyes. I tried to turn to defend myself, but I still had Adam on me and my movements were too slow. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact that would undoubtedly end my own life. When I heard a surprised yelp.

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

Leo let out a huff as he ran a hand through his hair. “In order to become the Werewolf Queen, you’re going to have to slice your hand with the ceremonial dagger and let your blood drip into the pillar. It will then mix with my own to solidify our bond. Then, your hand joins with mine, mixing our blood and you will officially become part of the pack and Queen,” he said. “And the Vampire Queen?” I said, turning my attention to a now smirking Alistar. “You’re going to press your thumb against this box, and make your offering,” he said, “You’ll also have to drink my blood, as well as I’ll drink yours.”

she says sympathetically, wrapping her arm around me and guiding me into what smells like the packhouse. “Thank you,” I sniff as I try to hold it together. Just as we approach the stairs I see two auras approaching, one I recognise as belonging to Beta Vitali, the other belonging to I’m not sure who. “Hey, Yildiz! Visiting us again huh, we must be special,” he gloats. “I won’t deny that Invictus is a very special pack.” “You hear that, Calix? And she can’t lie, so you know she’s telling the truth,” he says proudly as he nudges the person next to him.