Date A Live White Queen Novels & Stories

The noisy living room fell silent in an instant, and even the air seemed to have frozen over. Overwhelming Alpha pressure radiated from Leonard, forcing everyone present to bow their heads instinctively. "The…The Alpha King?" Timothy swallowed hard, trying to suppress the terror welling up within. Even so, his hand clutching the slave serum trembled. "Sasha has already been marked. She cannot marry you. Who here is your Luna Queen?" "Beta Timothy Newsom." Leonard sneered. "Who gave you the right to address me like that?"

I didn't know how long I was planning to hide in this room but I wasn't in the mood to see Laura or Bryce again tonight. "I am sorry, but the Queen mother requested your presence and it's not negotiable." I almost groaned at her words. What more did the Luna Queen want? I already married Bryce, had sex with him. Couldn't she wait two days for the pregnancy test like everyone else? What more does she want from me! I really should have read that contract. I made a mental note to do it after dinner, if I survive it. "Okay, give me five minutes." I told her. I quickly freshened up, changing only the now dirty white top into a blue one, and then went to the door opening it.

I did. I stand up from my chair immediately. My mouth hangs slack and my arms are stretched at my sides. He leads me out the door, beckoning me to follow him. Today is the day of the funeral. We walk down the hallway and to the outside of the castle. White Lion is positively beautiful, dressed in white robes adorned with blue ribbons and jewels. She wears her crown on her head like the true princess she was. I can see the pain in Cesar's eyes as they roam

watched me with doubt. My own Beta, Kade, stood with his arms crossed outside the strategy tent. “Is it true?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. “And I made a mistake. I trusted the wrong person.” He nodded slowly. “The warriors are divided. Some still think Clarissa was manipulating you.” “She wasn’t,” I said flatly. “She was the one person who saw clearly. Even when I couldn’t.” “What do you want us to do?” “Prepare,” I said. “Crescent Moon will not wait forever. If Clarissa isn’t returned by sunrise tomorrow, we’ll march to get her.”

Reaching the coastline at the same time, the sun decided to call it a day, and there it was: one of Victor's babies. So, hopping on it, he winced at the blaring music and the chants, vibrating his eardrums. Something was appealing about gunshots that wasn't in blaring music. But the guests weren't thinking the same way. Victor's party's approved colors had always been white, and the obedient guests had their fingers around glasses as they chanted words he couldn't place his fingers on. Standing with his back turned to the stanchion, active pupils set to work, searching for her among the crowd. There was every chance she wasn't a part of the dancing bodies shaking the ship.

Some were looking at her with admiring eyes, and some were talking to each other after seeing her again in white. After listening to Queen Clementine, Rook Theia took a look at her and looked across the ground, where all the vampires were looking at her. It seemed as if the entire ground had suddenly gone dark, and the faces of the vampires had disappeared into the darkness. In the white light, she was standing as if today was her coronation, not Ace Denzell's coronation. "What are you saying, queen?" she asked, hiding her nervousness. "I mean today is the coronation of my future husband. If I am not here, where will I be?"

It was a girl. "She is a girl," the crowd murmurs. "The one who defeated Nora is a girl". Ivan exclaimed in shock while Dev beamed in pride and joy. The person in white was indeed Akshara. The white queen praised Akshara while Akshara bowed to show her gratitude. But some past memories flashed in her mind with a replica of the White Queen, but Akshara was unable to recall it. Akshara fixed her eyes on the White Queen and tried hard to recall her past.

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

"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

flash in his. “It is NOT my fault my father, YOUR King, was a man whore! I did not ask for this bullshit but hey if the shoe fits, wear it right? So here I am bitch! If you have a problem with me or my wolf, we will be on the training grounds until lunch.” I looked away from Koda who had looked past me to Jax, probably questioning if I could challenge him like that or not. I had everybody’s eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted. “That goes for anybody else here who does not think I’m worthy enough. Rather you like it or not I will be your Queen soon enough and you will all bow to me. Maybe once I rip a few of your throats out, you will learn to tread carefully.”