Cal Red Queen Novels & Stories

He obeyed her every order and aimed to please her to her utmost satisfaction, in all ways. The Red Queen's castle was as her name implied; the curtains were red, the hallways were red, some walls in the main hall were painted red and a mix of white and black. Her silk sheets were drenched in blood red dye and there, her general ravaged her body in passionate sex.

the queen sniggered. “Let’s see who’s the real b**ch now,” Eureka said and she held up a second red fusion igniter. And she added, “My mother is not a deceptive b**ch like you, b**ch— you remember the name: Carol Riley.” The queen summoned all her energy and she diverted the destructive white force at Eureka, Eureka held the other red fusion igniter towards the onslaught of approaching destructive force, and it sucked it, the destructive energy from the queen was sucked in, the intensity and the heat was too much but Eureka gritted her teeth and she held on. Determined to see the job through.

"But she does." Charlotte staggered on her heels. Her eyes widened while lips twisted in disgust. "It's her, isn't she?! She's the Rogue Queen that everyone's talking about!" Red looked at me with a "do something" demand in her eyes. She probably wanted to stay out of any kind of conflict, but I was about to drag her into the middle of the fucking storm. "Yes," I confirmed, "She is the Red Queen." I still held my hand on her waist even if she tried to free herself. Finally, she gave up on that and confidently gazed at Charlotte.

“You think it’s the Red Queen?” It could be. She marked Rizakeal once. Maybe she still can. The thought made my stomach twist. The Red Queen the first witch who’d blessed Sheetal with rebirth, the one who had once defied the gods. If she was back, and if Krav had crossed her path, this could be worse than any prophecy or curse we’d heard. The water stopped.

Patricia gave a wry smile before wiping her tears off. She became aware that she was beginning to lose her strength and immediately regained her evil posture, saying, "Soon, I will put an end to your mate's miserable existence and marry you. And do you have any idea what my first order will be as a queen? I will wipe out every ant in your mansion that has ever been condescending to me and I will do it with no mercy." She explained while licking the blood that was pouring out of her palms, "Red is my favorite color because it represents blood," she said.

"I-i think you are the one overthinking it, Ash. Everyone is apparently involved and delighted with how the Queen is winning to care about such obscenity." I grunted and lugged back, huffing, "Perhaps, it's in my head, it won't still stop me from having a chat with the rogue concerning his true intentions." "...and now, as we have all seen, our dear Queen have proven herself a warlock by defeating every member of the nude and blue group. Now, who among the RED group, thinks she is worthy of facing a woman of this notoriety?" The rogue’s voice drummed dramatically through the air.

“Is she Yntreia, the future Queen of the pixies?” The princess was already awake. Caeruleus carried her closer to the Queen. “I am glad to finally meet the new Queen.” “And I to you. If you need my help or advice, please don’t hesitate.” “I’ll keep that in mind.” The Queen turned to the merman, “And you are?” “My name’s Caeruleus, my Queen. I’m from Atlantis.” He smiled. “Yes. I reckon the eyes and smile familiar, the salient feature of the merclan.”

The lady bowed to Queen Feyre who was putting on a black gown and a skeleton-looking crown on her head, a crown made of bones, her ears were thin but had edges that stretched forward. Same with the lady, they all had long pointy ears. "Kalika..." Queen Feyre smiled at her as Kalika made her way into the room. "You are doing well My Queen, With the King's seed in him, he'll be a great being and a good tool for us to utilize to help fight against the vampire community " She smiled widely as she walked towards the alter and gazed into the hole to see a large stream of blood that was moving circularly in a rapid speed.

“It doesn’t matter if a foreigner comes in and steals the throne. It doesn’t matter how old you are. And as Kalendria just proved, it doesn’t even matter if you’re female. As long as you kill the crown first, you can rule. And she’s obviously been killed.” He pointed toward the impaled queen. Her head and chest were arched back at an odd angle with a huge vine growing through her neck, one end rooted to the floor and the other nudging the ceiling. It had pulled her feet a couple inches off the ground to leave her dangling oddly with her arms dropped limply at her sides in defeat and blood trailing from her gaping mouth. The crown slipped and tumbled off her head, clanging to the floor as if

I couldn’t help but clap my hands at them as they stood in front of the stage. But, instead of Caley receiving the crown for the prom king, Emma stopped Haley as she moved beside him. She removed the queen’s crown on from her head and put it on Caley. She handed him the wand, as she wrapped the homecoming queen sash around him. He grinned at Emma in delight, placing a hand on his chest and muttered thank you to her. She gave him a hug before both of them faced everyone. And I thought that was the most wholesome thing I’d ever seen in my entire life.