Dangerous Queen Novels & Stories

S to seek greener pastures and one of the greenest pasture is the quest before her—Dimitri. As the secretary of one of the top three billionaires and the king of the underworld, Mara is everything, except poor. The boys want her, the girls want to be her. But, greed just had to be a part of human nature and the heart wants what it wants. The elevator dinged when she reached the underground parking lot and she walked towards her black Audi before speeding off towards the Santini mansion. The guard let her in since they'd been expecting her and soon enough, she found herself in front of that place she'd frequented more times than she could count, both with her boss and alone.

"Wait! What?! That's confusing! You said you're the Alpha." "Yes, but so are you." Sage sat up, dragging the sheet around her exposed body. Then she looked over her shoulder and gave me a face of confusion. "Can you please elaborate?" As I sat up, I didn't bother to cover myself, causing my mate's eyes to stare at my chest. I mentally smirked when she blushed but absorbed her question instead. "Well, I was confused too but she said that the previous Queens share the curse with their mate before. Everything just changed when her spirit shattered during the rebellion."

I grit my teeth as I force my claws to stay back, to not dig into Mahl’s flesh. As if the only reason a man would want Calli is because of her connection to me, and thus to Mahl. I bury my face against his chest, letting him think it sisterly grief. “The Queen is overwrought,” Mahl murmurs to Auden, stroking my back. “She’s a delicate thing.” “Yes,” Auden replies, dry. I ignore that. “Send for her maid,” Mahl says with a sigh, turning towards the bed and taking me with him, scooping me up in his arms and carrying me away. “Tell her to bring wine and food. She will stay quiet in her bed tonight.”

Still, I gave her the go-ahead, if only for the entertainment of proving her wrong later. She laid out the cards, and I humored her by picking three. Her eyes widened with each turn. By the time the third card landed, her face had hardened with unease. “You’ve pulled the three most dangerous cards in the deck,” she whispered. I had leaned back, unimpressed. “Then tell me what doom awaits.” She showed me. An empire. Doom. The queen of hearts. She had stared at me with something bordering on dread. I’d wanted to laugh. To me, it was ironic, almost funny. A queen of hearts. How poetic.

He looked like a crazy demon, and I wondered why I had never seen the way he acted so much like our father. "Where is the Queen? I will fucking snap your head off your neck if you do not tell us where she is right now. This is something serious; she could lose her life!" He threatened him as his grip tightened around Rowan's neck. "That is enough!" Anna barked, and Pero dropped Rowan on the floor. Rowan got up and patted himself rid of dust while straightening his shirt. "We can be civil about this and save time. The Queen is in grave danger wherever she is, not just to herself but also to those who are around her. She will continue to do harm unless we can get to her in time to give her thi

Her mind raced with every horror story whispered about Mrs Dylan's ruthlessness. “You are pregnant for my son.” The statement wasn't a question; it was a gavel coming down in a silent courtroom. Chelsea blinked, her breath coming in shallow hitches. For a moment, neither of them spoke. An accusation? A threat? “No…” Chelsea started instinctively. “Don’t you dare lie to me,” Queen warned, her voice low and dangerous. She tilted her glasses down just enough for Chelsea to see the predatory sharpness in her eyes. “I have known your kind from the moment I saw you.”

She circled me slowly, studying me from every angle. "You are not what I expected," she said. "The Council's files describe you as dangerous. Unstable. A weapon that cannot be controlled." "The Council lies," I said. "Everyone lies," the Queen said. "Even you. Especially you." "I am not lying now." The Queen stopped in front of me. Her green eyes met mine. "Why should I help you? The Fae are allied with the Council. I could hand you over to them right now. Collect the bounty. Earn their favor."

Valerius cleared his throat and unrolled the scroll. "Soraya of House Caldenmere, Luna Queen of Kethara—" His voice rang across the square, clear and measured and completely without feeling, the way he spoke when he wanted a room to understand that the matter was already settled. "—you stand before this court charged with conspiracy to assassinate your Alpha King. With treason against the Blood Compact. With the deliberate poisoning of the royal blood line and the corruption of pack loyalty through forbidden bond manipulation." Every word was a lie. I knew every lie by its exact shape because I had spent three months inside a cell picking them apart, turning them over, finding every seam and

Viola. Graceful. Calm. The Queen Mother beside her. Strong. Unshaken. And then Him. Idra. Standing near the center. His gaze lifts. And locks onto mine. The room fades. Just for a moment. Then A voice rises above the noise. Smooth. Unfamiliar. And far too interested. “So,” the man says, stepping forward, his eyes fixed on me. “This is the new queen.” My breath catches. Because there is something in his gaze Something dark Something dangerous That tells me This night Is not going to end well.

The king’s expression drops and he look very upset. “Eve, you’re not supposed to be near the dark forest. How many times have I told you it is dangerous!” “But why dada? Why is it dangerous? I.. I don’t think it’s bad. At least I think I don’t.” She bit her lip feeling scared. The beautiful queen sighed and pull Eve’s hair behind her ear. “Angel, it’s not safe. There’s dangerous creatures out there. Hey will hurt you.”