Characters In The White Queen Novels & Stories

But it never hurt her to try and be like her mother, even though she could never be exactly like her. Maria was not some ordinary girl, she was the Princess of Crasatra until, she decided to marry Arthur, who was just a baker. But she believed that love is greater than any wealth or status, and left everything for love. Then her little sister, Diana became the queen and married the general. Diana also had a daughter, Elizabeth, who was just like her, arrogant, rude, and would always think that she's better than everyone else. But Maria was the exact opposite of her sister, beautiful, lovely, sweet and pure. No wonder, why people wanted to marry Maria so much but her heart was stolen by only

“The light that touched us—” “Belonged to a child,” the Queen interrupted, crouching. Her fingertips brushed the stone floor, reverent and possessive. “A pure White Wolf. Born tonight. A male.” A ripple of dread passed through the coven. “One I can breed,” the Queen added calmly. “No prophecy speaks of a White Wolf returning,” one witch whispered, shaking. “That line died centuries ago.” The Queen smiled—without warmth. “Apparently, their Goddess disagrees.” She rose, cloaks swirling around her legs like living shadows.

said Roza, her lips quivering from both the cold and the strange fear they were feeling. But as the children were about to leave, they saw with their own eyes the white vampires soaring through the air as fast as the wind. At that moment, the only thing they could think of was to run. The whites immediately attacked the blacks, and fresh blood spread across the black land, alarming the Supreme, who was resting in his chamber. The Queen sat in front of the window, a few strands of her hair carried by the cold wind. She had dreamt the night before—a nightmare she had prayed to awaken from immediately. In her dream, she had seen who would invade their kingdom. She was horrified to realize it wa

My lashes fluttered open and shapes loomed above me…faces bent close, watching, waiting. I jerked back instinctively. “What do you all want?” My voice came out gravel-edged, low, dangerous. I forced myself upright, ignoring the pain in my throat. My head swam but my glare cut through the fog. “And who the hell knocked me out?” The woman in white reached for my hand. Her touch was light, reverent, and desperate. “My queen,” she breathed, voice trembling. “Only you can save the entire realm from this darkness. We have to get you into the king’s chamber before tomorrow’s coronation. If it happens…if she’s crowned…we are doomed.”

Although he was walking anxiously, Caspian could see that Que White's footsteps were full of excitement and joy. He didn't look like an old bachelor but looks like someone who could not wait to marry his wife. Before long, Que White came in with a thin girl and a male cultivator with his hands clasped behind his back. The girl's black hair was as black as ink, and her head was slightly lowered. Her facial features were very delicate, and she gave people a soft and delicate feeling. Caspian had heard the White family Ancestor mention it before, so he knew that this girl, who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, should be Sue White.

"I can feel the seed reaching for him." ​I stepped up to his side, drawing both of my obsidian broadswords with a heavy shing. The claim mark on my neck pulsed, burning with golden fire. I was mated to the Alpha of the North. I was the White Queen. And right now, I was a Warlord with nothing left to lose. ​I looked at the twelve Legionnaires, Alaric, and Marcus. ​"You lot hold the line out here," I commanded. "If anything tries to get in or out, kill it. This part... this part is for family."

Königin Zemirah continued. I frowned. Probably seeing the confused look on my face, she gripped the edge of the table hard, and continued. "After my grandmother died, the queen's position became vacant. As the rule goes, only a white haired witch was fit to be the queen." Her voice became shaky, and she lowered it to a whisper. From the corner of my eye, I watched as Alpha Aurel leaned in, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Cringe. Or maybe not. Amber was smiling, even if it was a fleet of smile.

“Signs?” Bianca glances over her shoulder. “Latifa held the seat of Queen Mother for years—without ever truly earning it. But you… you destroyed Arwan. You bound the undead king and took him down. You wielded ancestral power without losing your mind. The seat has been empty since the last true White Witch died. They’re not just waiting to celebrate.” “They’re waiting to bow,” Theon adds softly. Lumina shakes her head, confused. “But I’m not—”

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

"You hid her from me. You protected her. You made a fool of me." "I protected my daughter." Liora stepped out from behind the queen. She walked toward my mother, her golden hair swinging, her eyes bright with triumph. She stopped in front of her and reached up. My mother did not move. Liora untied the satin scarf wrapped around my mother's head. It fell away, revealing white hair. Bright. Beautiful. Glowing faintly in the afternoon light. The crowd gasped. The queen's face went white. "A White Witch," the queen whispered. "In my own realm. At my own court. For years."