Chaotic Allure Queen Novels & Stories

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

“- Ahhhh that’s it, go on, don’t stop, fuck me harder, harder! - Ah, you filthy bitch, I am going to cum! - Not yet! Fuck me, you son of a bitch! Harder! Do not stop! - Yeah, yeah, yeah… - I am close, go as fast as you can! - Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…… - Mmmmm…. aaaaaaaahhhhh…. I am done.” My name is Andrea and I am the Futanari queen, the goddess of sex, and whomever I choose is my submissive bitch. I go to the bar where you can ask for any drink your heart desires. The bartender is a beautiful siren with beautiful blue eyes and red hair. I ask for two shots of tequila and three slices of lemon, drink it fast, and go on to the dance floor.

Rue says, opening a door just a smidge and poking her head in. The moment she does, the doors burst open and we’re all pulled inside by magical force. I curse inside for not asking Oloron to check for traps before letting Rue touch anything, but done is done, and I can only do so much right now. My whole body locks, making it impossible to look away or move. Inside the room is the Queen, sitting on a throne looking chair, her eyes distant, her aura off. At her side is a young male dragon with a sinister smile, an older dragon with cold eyes and a smirk and Miriam of all fucking people. She laughs, looks over our group, frowns quickly and moves in front of the men.

And to make it all the more heart wrenching, knowing that she was putting herself and her happiness last and the care of the pack first. When I felt the ripple of something hit me, I couldn’t quite believe it. I thought that maybe I had died and gone to hell. Then to feel her wolf come for me, but it wasn’t her wolf, it was something else. The power that radiated off of that beautiful she wolf that was urging me to follow was nothing short of mind-blowing. I knew then that Kaeleigh had unlocked the bond; she was the Queen in the prophecy. But then, who was her king? Was my mate lost to me, trapped in a bond with that bastard Asher? Because I didn’t know if I even wanted to live, if that was

“I am sure.” “Very well.” Selene seemed to rise up higher, and even more ethereal, if that was possible. “I pledge my help. I will send my own white wolf to help you when the time is near. She will come in the form of a daughter of my own kind. She will be unlike any other from your own time. She will be mated to your last son. And she will bare the name of the flowers that you grow here. And together they will become the last Alpha King and Queen to rule these lands. They will both make sacrifices to defeat the darkness. But defeated he will be.” “But surely my eldest son will become the King?” My eyes widen in surprise.

The fog itself seemed to shiver, pulling tighter, until the figures were so near Mia could see the glint of eyes—silver, countless, unblinking. The pendant pulsed again. Slow, rhythmic. A heartbeat that wasn’t hers. “They’re here,” Mia whispered. Her voice broke like glass. “The ones who rewrote it.” The eyes blinked all at once. Then a ripple of sound, like parchment tearing, cracked the air. The mist split open, revealing not the clearing, but a throne towering in the distance, veiled in shadows. On it sat a figure crowned in violet flame. The Queen. *“For me,”* her voice thundered—not loud, but absolute.

Chloe roamed her eyes around and finally landed them on Aiden, his smile shot the blood flow through her, even from a distance, his seeking blue pale eyes and pink lips seemed to be a great force of attraction for her but she couldn't let her emotions take the better of her, she was about to be ruined and that was the only thing she should keep on her mind, she thought. Each time she tries to resist his eyes and looks but she feels his balls on her body staring at her every move and turn, she couldn't help but look right back, there was nothing she could do now to plead with Prince Aiden to tell the seer not to announce her as his Erasthai, she has seen that the prince was a person of will a

The Nexum - the ritual union of fated mates under the blood moon. The nocturnal cast an inflamed glow through the cave, enough for me to see the woman in front of me. Her wavy blonde hair was like a curtain, sheathing the night, while her entire form exuded elegance. Against the backdrop of shadows and light, Val's presence shook my existence, and I could feel her passionate desire for me as she lightly touched my skin with her hand. Her eyes shone like a pair of aquarius gemstones, weakening my resistance to her dominance. Her gaze of desire was determined to possess me, and I, too, longed to be possessed, as long as it was by her. I could no longer deny this bond between us; it was too str

Kara smiled and she enjoyed the chase and she seemed very energetic and strong suddenly. Beta May chased and caught up with me and said, "My Queen, I apologize for my behaviour and I am so happy for you both." He was running and saying all this. I was very shocked at how he could mind linking me. Kara stopped and asked him away, "What you are talking about, and how can you link me." Beta May stopped and suddenly bowed to her and said, "My Queen, your changes and the color of your hair changes to match Alpha King." Kara confusedly asked Beta May, "What changes?" Beta May replied while he was still bowing, "If I am not mistaken My Queen, you have accepted our Alpha King."

Their lips met passionately, and their bodies intertwined, succumbing to the undeniable attraction that fate had woven between them. Unbeknownst to the King and Aurora, Queen Nneka, still stood just outside the chamber, her ears pinned to the door, eavesdropping on them As the echoes of their ardent kisses and whispered moans reached her ears, her heart shattered into a million fragments. Jealousy and rage surged through her veins, a tumultuous storm within her heart. Part of Queen Nneka yearned to flee the scene, to shield herself from the painful sight and the torment of their passion. But another part, consumed by a dark curiosity, compelled her to stay. The desire to know every detail, t