Cast From The White Queen Novels & Stories

Damien had a confused head because his little lover was not the mate that he expected but some unknown woman. Damien gritted his teeth. "You get up for me!" All of the guest and slaves kneeling down and saluting to their queen was startled with this thunderous roar. As they trembled in fear and just got up. Because. What can a Queen do to a King? Especially if they still do not know what this queen is capable of doing? Damien calmed down seeing that all of those guests still listened to him. The Queen, the woman in a white dress had tears hanging onto her eyes after

She felt Damian’s arms holding her, his voice grounding her—but it was distant, faint, against the storm. Not mine. The words came, barely more than thought. But as soon as she whispered them inside herself, the warmth she had touched before—the hidden ember—flickered to life. Not violet. Not silver. Pure white, steady, and sharp as a blade. The Queen recoiled. Mia seized the crack. Her eyes snapped open, blazing not violet, not shadowed silver, but white. The fire burst outward, a dome of searing light that hurled Damian back, forcing every hybrid to shield their eyes.

If I wasn’t so frightened for my mate’s safety, I would be captivated by her beauty. “All shall hail the White Queen,” she says, her voice still a sickly combination of two, “the Ruler of Them All. She shall strike fear into the hearts of men. Destruction lies in her wake, and with it, a new era shall begin.” She begins to lift her hands, palms up toward the sky, outstretching her arms like wings. The moon disappears momentarily behind a cloud. When it reemerges, lighting the forest again, the shock of Ruby’s transformation causes me to stumble backwards and trip over a rock, falling to the forest floor.

“With this knife, and with the blood of the kingdom you have destroyed, I return all black magic to its rightful owner, at the cost and return of all the lives and power you have given me… begone.. begone.. begone..!!!” “NOOOOO000000….!!!!” As I heard the black witch’s cry of pain, I entered the room with a satisfied smile seeing that no one had noticed me here. Turning my hands into wolf claws, I approached the queen and dug my claws into her chest… CRAA***HHH….!!!! Finally…. The white-wolf is mine!!! “NOOO! GWEENNNN!!!!!!!!” One of the white witches who realised too late that their queen was in danger looked at me with horror, but I just smiled, I knew she couldn’t do anything

The car finally stopped at the main entrance of the house I didn't wait for James to open the door, I pushed it open myself and stepped out standing there for a moment as my gaze lingered at the big house in front of me. Rows of new guards stood at attention by the entrance they were all new faces with their heads bowed slightly as I walked past. "Welcome back, Ms White," they all chanted. I didn't spare them a look or acknowledge any of them I just walked straight ahead, my bare feet silent on the cold stone path as I walked to the big front door. Alyssa White is back. The Ice Queen is back. The one who feels nothing, one who will show no mercy, one that will burn everything to the ground i

I blurted out, unable to contain my curiosity. She turned to me, her expression softening. "We have resolved our differences. It wasn't the queen who betrayed me," she revealed, her voice tinged with regret. Inviting me in, she asked for my help in preparing for the ritual. Gathering the necessary items, she handed me a white dress, a symbol of purity and reverence. As I changed into it, I couldn't help but feel a sense of solemnity wash over me. My mother, now dressed in white as well, exuded a quiet strength that was both comforting and awe-inspiring.

Winter has turned into spring. Cassie often spends time with her twin daughters. Although now she no longer needed to worry that Lucia would fall into the hands of Ferin and his subordinates. "Her Majesty the Queen." The white-haired woman gasped for breath, even though she had only run five meters. "What happened?" "There is a werewolf with the same aura as princess Lucia." "A werewolf?" The woman nodded.

"I've spoken to the girl's master, Olaf, and he says that it should be of no issue. He says, however, if the bitch whelps, then the pups are his. Is that clear? He still needs to turn a tidy profit, and red hair like hers is hard to come by. Otherwise, Marisa is yours once I wear the black crown." "That's all I needed to hear. She'll fight me at first. It's in her nature, but she'll get used to it. I think she'll grow to love me." Darius nodded as the waitress came to clear the dishes, our meeting unofficially adjourned. "Shall I tell Alaric anything?" "Only that the White Queen shall make her return on the eve of the full moon three days hence. Oh, and that the weapon he wants shall be fini

I murmured, half asleep, smiling against his ribs, warm all the way through. "My queen," Malik said, quiet, into my hair, like a thing he'd known for a long time and had only now earned the right to name. "My queen of chaos. If you'll have the crown. If you'll take a gray careful kingdom and a man who's still learning how to be a person and a whole city full of people who used to be ordered to fear you, and stand next to it all, not under it, and make it yours too." I lay very still against him, and felt the enormous thing his voice was circling, and decided, being who I was, to make him work for the shape of it.

NANCY'S POV This had to be some sort of sick dream, I thought as I pulled my hair around, staring at it in shock. It was all white. My black shiny hair had faded into pure white. "What the hell are you doing. Get her," David shrieked, and that was more than enough to have the guards and me break in reality. Before they could react, I sprang off the wall, my body moving with a speed I didn’t recognize. I darted past them, my feet barely touching the ground, not looking back.