Date A Live White Queen Novels & Stories

Adelaide let her eyes move over the people that filled the pristine white space as their eyes all turned to look to her. Familiar faces stood out from the crowd next to Theo and she quickly made her way over. The tall female was dressed in traditional wear that stood out from the crowd that had gathered and her hair was auburn and long, reaching to her lower back. Her eyes were blue and wild, full of the wolf that lounged beneath her skin. The wilderness clung to her skin and was a drug to her senses, like a song pulling her back to the true nature of their kind.

“Get in place. Meredith saw a missing pawn and assumed she must belong there. She looked around at the board and the knight leaned in her direction and told her to get the queens crown from the other side as quickly as possible. Meredith nodded and the game began to move in accordance. Meredith wasn’t sure how but she knew when to move and when not to. Somehow she made it to the other side and was crowned the white queen. She turned around to face the board and saw the white king was Brayden dressed very royally in a white decorated military jacket and an elaborately decorated crown with diamonds set in silver. Besides him was the real white queen. Meredith stared at the White queen that sto

Sitting up abruptly, she scanned her surroundings, realizing she was in the altar of the Witch Queen Mother of the Ocean. "You're so lucky, Anne," the Queen Mother remarked, pouring a substance into a calabash. Anne turned around to see the Queen Mother behind her. The Queen Mother was a beautiful mermaid adorned with a golden crown atop her head and holding a golden scepter in her left hand. "All hail the Queen Mother," Anne said, bowing humbly. The Queen scoffed. "Not yet." Anne lowered her gaze, expressing her regret. "I am sorry this happened, Mother," she said humbly.

He simply raised his glass in a silent toast and waited. ​I didn't rush. I finished my conversation with the Mayor, took a slow sip of my drink, and eventually navigated my way toward him. ​"The White Queen is currently on my nightstand, Mr. König," I said, stopping a deliberate two feet away from him. "I wasn't aware we were playing a game." ​Matthias stepped closer, invading my personal space with a confidence that made my pulse quicken against my will. Up close, he looked even younger—his skin smooth, his jawline sharp enough to draw blood. But his eyes were ancient.

The immediate threat of internal rebellion had entirely vanished, and the territory appeared, from the outside, to be completely secure. Elena was officially reinstated as the undisputed Luna of the pack. The three pack elders, led by the blind Elder Corin, had publicly bowed their heads to her on the grand royal dais in front of thousands of watching warriors, declaring her fully awakened White Queen lineage to be the absolute spiritual anchor of the Vance dynasty. She wore the fine, heavy southern silks of the sovereign once more, and her private chambers were lined with the softest, most pristine white furs from the northern hunts.

When her father woke up, Queenie wanted him to feel proud that his daughter had managed to bring him back from his eternal sleep. Queenie requests that all access to the Bright River Royal Palace be closed. Until she came back later. She didn’t want an intruder to come when she wasn’t there. Riding a white horse in clothes commoner, Queenie left the Bright River Kingdom. Fewa, in the form of a lizard, dangled spoiled on the shoulders of the Princess. Everyone in the kingdom was stunned as the white horse Queenie was riding slowly walked away from her kingdom. On the back of the horse, a beautiful girl dressed in blue color sat like a goddess from heaven. It looked deadly at the same time.

" I looked at the woman and surely, I could tell using so much of her light had drained so much life out of her. "As you can see..." the queen spoke. "She's dying. And that's where you come in." She turned to face me. "You're going to be our new white wolf. Whether you like it or not."

Daniel asked serving as a mouth piece to both William and Emma. "You don't know?" Alisa paused staring at the ignorance in their faces. "Emma here is the queen of the white witches," she then turned to William. "I thought you knew, that white witch that killed Rex wasn't surprised because she couldn't hurt you, she was because only a queen white witch's protection can be invulnerable to attacks from other white witches." "Wait, I thought it was all white witches?" Daniel asked. "No, only a queen has that power, and Emma has it, the pure white light. All the others has yellow."

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

Kael “Yes, my king.” “Who is that, sire?” Darius, one of the oldest elders, asked, his wrinkled face twisting with suspicion. “The Tenth Queen who arrived three days ago,” I replied, a mocking scoff escaping my lips. “The Tenth Queen? But... isn’t she dead?” “Dead?” I leaned forward, my gaze cutting across each of their withered, pale faces like a scythe. “Since you old dogs seem to know exactly when a tribute is brought into my castle without my permission, you should also know she survived the blood sacrifice.”