Bridget Queen Of Hearts Descendants Novels & Stories

Not a bride. > A queen.

The remainder of the room still waits in confusion for Seth to continue. “Gwendolyn and Alpha King Lothar Crescent crossed paths sometime during the war, and he discovered she was his mate. She became pregnant, and instead of risking her baby dying in the war, Gwendolyn faked her suicide and fled to the Emberi Empire, where she raised Aurora in secret. Your Dema Queen is the daughter of Alpha King Lothar. She is an alpha in her own right, and you will treat her as such.” Seth sits back down after his speech, and gives Aurora’s shoulder a gentle squeeze, as she is currently the target of everyone’s widened eyes.

Something piques my interest and I’m definitely going to pry as soon as I get the chance. “Oh, my. Oh, my. This generation of alpha heirs and lunas are extraordinary, to say the least. I’m very fortunate to have watched them all grow up. Bridget, let me introduce you to Kensington Lynn Crown. She is the Blue Blood Pack’s beta’s daughter. Most likely to be their future Luna, if I’m not mistaken.” Miss Bethany pulls everyone’s attention to her. It’s what she does best.

James laughed along as well. Did they just make fun of me? Oh! Sounds like these kids do not believe me! An exciting idea flashed in my head. Starring at them like this, I couldn’t help myself but sigh and wonder if my plan would work well. I am the Queen of Slytherland. Reigning Monarch from the Bree Dynasty, no other than Queen Alexandra III – I was named Donny Alexandra Zachy upon birth. Right after my father, the late King Arthur Mcflurry Linkoln Zachy died, I was enthroned by my legal right as the oldest child, heir to The Crown. I am the Twenty-Eighth ruler of this Kingdom celebrated Diamond Jubilee just this week.

Without hesitation, the entire gala went on its knees, bowing to me. I looked all around me, fully taking in the scene and the power which I now held. Ronan urged me forward. I approached the Goddess. Surprisingly, I did not cower or shrink back in her presence. Instead, I felt peace and oneness. She placed a crown on my head. The crown sat upon my head like the weight of galaxies. “I hereby crown you, Aria Valenhart, Descendant of the Moon, Daughter of the Moon Goddess, Queen of the Lycanthropy” The Goddess’ voice rang out like a cruel lullaby. Soft, yet fierce.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

I’d be afraid of being a bad mother like Jane was to Naomi and Irene when I was little. Conor started to mumble in his sleep which interrupted my thoughts. “Kay… Mother to my… Elizabeth… Four more…” He rolled onto his back and kept sleeping soundly. Elizabeth… That was the name of a past Queen of the Lucevkin dynasty. Anne was another Queen from close to the start of the dynasty. That was an interesting book. I learned a lot about Queen Delia and her family. She had a little sister named Melissa and Nathan was married to her. Lizette was their only surviving child. They didn’t mention that Delia and Winholt had any children though. Had the attack not happened, Lizette would have been the nex

She plans something in her mind and smirks evilly. Sujata (in mind):- I know Swara you aren't aware of my son's , oh sorry, step son's craziness for you. Even he is unaware of his own emotions. And I can't make him understood too. As I don't know of lossing in my own game. So I've to take one step ahead and for that I've to do nothing. As that obsessed girl is enough to do everything just to get one loving gesture from my son. How ironical it is ! One is ready to do anything for his love but gets nothing. Other hand, one person is getting his every attention without doing a thing. But it makes the game more interesting. For my children and their secured future, I can sacrifice that step son

Only few were scattered amongst Lourve, a town that was under the Braille territory. The mystery lady was here watching for one reason only. The fifth sister. Consistently for millennials, the mark had chosen from a particular set of families. The Braille and Puhvel have been one of the longest. Only Laar, Ilves and Jackobson have been interchanged in the subsequent five hundred years. So definitely, after the death of Helena, the next sister will be her descendant. Kristine had been getting anxious since none of her daughters has borne the mark, nor do the other females from the matrilineal line show such inclination. However, there is one more female from the direct line that was still mis

They couldn't pry into my mind, but god, to feel them was to drown in my own blood. Focusing more, I found the only calm mind in the place. Serenity washed over me. Blank pages were easy to cling to, but who could silence themselves from even me? "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the future Queen. Princess Katharine Archenbow of house Ashby." The room broke into applause, making me smile even brighter. Be polite. Mind your manners and above all, respect your elders. No one needs a scandal right now. My own sanity was too fragile.