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“Read that, it’s a legend about the Moon Queen and her five lovers. It explains how she was appointed queen, and a bit about those lovers as well. It’s an interesting read. Legend has it that the Moon Queen was able to speak to any shifter in their animal forms and she was respected and worshipped by all. She kept the peace for a long while before her untimely death. When she died, the supernatural world fell apart and war took its place.” I stiffened at the word ‘queen.’ Carefully I grasped the book, looking at the faded title, and image that can’t really be seen clearly. “Your total is $606.66, minus the return for your previous books which brings your new total to $302.89,” she said as sh

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Emma, Dave, and I stood around as I flipped the first page. ’To my beloved Alana, my best friend, my wolf' My eyes widened as realization hit. The queen's name wasn't on the book because she was the one who had written it. Page after page spoke of her affection for Alana, her powers, her strength, and everything she had done for the queen. ”I’m not sure whether to think this is cute or creepy,” Dave said and winced. A vicious growl escaped me without my consent and the pages of the book flipped one by one quickly without anyone touching them.

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers. Warning: This book will contain the following •Sibling-rivalry •Cussing •Abortion •Sexual content •Triggering issues ~*~ Blurb The story about Kourtney Devaraux, the what-so-called Queen B who is misunderstood by a lot of people. She's overlooked as someone who will come for those who threaten her. But it's the other way around.

If no one was willing to teach me, then I would have to take matters into my own hands. With a resolute mindset, I walked over to the bookshelf in the corner of the room and began browsing through the collection of books. I selected a thick volume titled "The Duties and Responsibilities of a Queen" and settled down at a nearby table. I flipped open the book and started reading, absorbing the knowledge and insights it contained. As I read, I realized that there was so much more to being a queen than I had initially thought. It wasn't just about wearing a crown and making appearances at royal events. It was about leadership, diplomacy, and making difficult decisions for the betterment of the k

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

' 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

Margot bursts into laughter and then helps me, flipping to the back and tapping on an image of a slim, blonde figure, naked and trembling and knock-kneed next to the King. I burst into laughter, looking at this, kind of…well, unable to deny that this is the image of the timid doe-maiden that I’ve worked hard to put out to the court. “What do you think of the likeness, my Queen?” Margot asks, laughing along with me as I page through the few most recent issues, my eyes going wide at some of the things that the pornographers have imagined for me. Me crying, and cringing, and wailing in all sorts of positions – mostly on my knees, or with my ass up in the air with Mahl’s well-endowed form behind