Cal Red Queen Novels & Stories

At nearly fifty years of age, her beautiful face was still capable of moving people. “Eden Callilarie greets the little sun of the Drachentia Kingdom, Your Majesty the Queen. May Lord Drachen blessed your day.” Eden, the only daughter of Marquees Callilarie, the Queen's older brother, was one of the three most beautiful women in the capital, alongside Fuschia. With her dark brown hair that flowed like honey and smooth unblemished skin. Her dress is a deep green that matched the color of the garden. The unique color dress and the design were so ingenious they would capture the eye of anyone.

"A word?" I nodded and followed her into the corridor. The Queen stopped a few paces away from the door, turning to face me. "I've summoned Kalali." I frowned. "Kalali?" “Yes,” the Queen said. “You know what Kalali was capable of. I won’t claim she can fix this—but I’ll allow her to try.” I stared at the Queen. "You trust her? After what she did to Rebecca?" "Trust?" The Queen's lips curved slightly. "No. But I trust her skill. And right now, skill is what we need."

It would have been peaceful if it didn’t hold a sinister tinge to the air. Adelaide allowed her eyes to change to a deeper red as her eyes picked up on any possible threats that could hinder their way. She pulled in a breath at what she saw and the beast of her mind fell silent. Purple hazes should have filled her vision but instead thousands of red and yellow figures did. Humans. Alive and living. “What is it?” Adam asked her in concern. She did not respond to him, she began to move forward, her eyes focusing on one light in particular. It shone out brighter than the rest, a pillar of gold against her eyes. Grace was there. She was alive.

She wished Reyes could see the beauty in her shades of grey as he wanted her to see the reds, oranges and yellows of his sunset. "You see the colours?" he asked. "Si, Reyes, I see them through your eyes," she told him. He used her hair to tilt her head to the side and pressed the brand into her neck. She breathed deep, taking the pain into her soul, knowing Reyes had her. Siempre. Forever; the king and his scarred queen. END OF BOOK ONE

The iron kingdom is also fond of using their three-pronged tridents, wielded out of the strongest iron to skewer three men at once. In the east lies the land of Pateros, where fairly odd customs take place. Protected by the Vibrant Mountains, the peopleof Pateros are ruled by a queen instead of a king. The people there have taken to calling it the "Vibrant Queendom" instead of a kingdom. They are obsessed with colours, and each noble family would be dressed in all one colour. The queen's family favours the greens, and thus they never wear any other colour except greens. The noble

Rune sighed in satisfaction and disappointment, "Adler, there are countless women worldwide with that hair and eye color. How would you find her if she's real when you don't even know the size of her titties." Priest, on sensing Rune was about to get punched, pushed him aside and stood in front of Adler instead, "I'll hate to see you like this for somebody that doesn't exist." He tightened his hold around the paper, "She exists." "So?" Rune laughed. "I'll make her my queen."— *** Now she was here. "wait... WHAT!" He didn't know how to feel, standing close to the door. What should he do? Go to her? Ask her why she would think he would go to that extent. Yell at her; why she'd think he'd ever

He reached for it, almost afraid it would vanish if he hesitated. It clicked open with a soft pop, revealing two rings nestled like twin secrets against deep indigo silk. One was unmistakably the legendary engagement ring of Queen Zenobia a perfect oval red diamond formed from the blood of the first dragon, embraced by twin dragons wrought in platinum, their tails intertwining to form the band. The other, simpler yet equally striking, was Prince Richard’s, a signet of the same red diamond encircled by the intertwined royal crests of Alynthia and Asterin.

the slightly plump king of red deers, who had antlers on his head, scolded the dwarf king but the latter simply scoffed and decided to play with a dagger, twirling it in his fingers. "I pity your wife. Does no one laugh or make jokes in your kingdom?" the mermaid queen asked. "When do you want to die?" the dwarf king, Martin Hildred asked while glaring daggers at the unbothered queen. "I think you're asking about yourself, little fly," she sniggered. "Let's see if you can handle my dick then," The mermaid queen, Coralissa Thaxter, immediately sported a look of disgust, "Ew! I'm not letting a smelly thing like you touch me,"

the queen said with a smirk on her face. "My queen, does that mean that you have found a way to get rid of the second prince and the red blood?" "Aye, that's right" the queen said, slowly making her way towards the window of her chamber. "They will not see tomorrow's sun" "But, how? How will that happen, your highness?" Guma asked. "A maid has been sent to the black blood wih a tray of food" Clarice stated Guma's eyes went wide. "Is the food poisoned? "

The Queen said, "You know in my native culture red signifies vitality, long life, and happiness. Honestly, Princess, I can now see it. You may be a little rough and edgy for normal people but you do have an intrinsic nature of being good. The King, I am afraid is much fickle in understanding the deep meaning of things. He is driven mostly by what can be seen by the naked eye. To my disappointment my older son is more like his father and the younger one is too lost in his own shenanigans." Queen Chang turned around and held Nezeira's hand softly and said, "I am glad that I met you, Princess." The stylist came back and in a disappointed tone said, "I am so sorry Princess there is no red dress