Deimos Queen Novels & Stories

“This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…” I scoffed and muted the screen. "The Monster Queen. What a ridiculous name." "She’s efficient, Kaelen," Silas reminded me. "No DNA. No footprints. Just bodies." The elevator opened to the penthouse of Lord Aaron, a man who had spent his life hoarding riches and looking down on the weak. Now, he was slumped over his desk, his eyes wide with a terror that had frozen on his face. The room was covered in blood. Whoever did

We just needed to keep an eye on everyone twenty-four seven. "Aside from that, I'm proud to tell you that Sage, being a Wolf Grave by blood, will come next week to propose a solid alliance with their pack. With their additional help, we're going to be formidable than ever! And we'll make sure that we will win this war!" "Long live, our Queens!!" Oscar hooted out of nowhere, raising his fist. And they all chanted in support, howling their approval at us. I didn't want to be called queen but what else could I do? Oscar was exaggerating though!

Nash informed. “What is happening?” the voice asked. “I did what you asked, now touch me and let me touch you,” the man growled. “I will be anything for you, Luna…” “Sure, I will touch you, after all, a promise is a promise, but I didn’t promise where I will touch you,” I spoke as I walked up to him, “And I am not Luna…” I growled as I extended my claws and pressed them right where he was pushing a blade on my mate’s throat. “I am a Queen… I am the Alpha Queen…”

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

She snapped her fingers and her chanting materials which were a big beaded chain, a gong, chalk and a mirror. She began chanting , " Terbatum Ham Sku Lohnt Kodhnun Zambrano Seriousna ..............." The chant went on for about a minute when she stopped and began moving her head in a confusing manner. Rodrigo sat quietly and was wondering why the chant was so long. Abby started moving around hysterically like she was about to fall and started talking with her eyes closed "Very very soon , less than a month, his destiny would begin. A beautiful lady ......not in this country.... In another country..... Beautiful with blond hair... Eyes as blue as the ocean..... Their destiny is inter connecte

He smiled, offered his arm, and said "that would be my pleasure as long as you don't try to run away from me" I rolled my arm in his and walked with him passing through the corridor where my room was. Everyone on the way kept greeting me and calling me queen. I had to play along even though I liked being called queen, I didn't want to be a part of this world. This world was nothing like the world I come from. I had enough drama in my life already and the supernatural world was overwhelming, everything was new to me, wolves, vamps, witches, and who knows what more...

“Mare, you are a gift from the gods. You are the chosen one, sent to save us from our sufferings. Use your gifts and your opportunities wisely.” “I am the king’s slave, how can I possibly save my people when I myself live in a golden prison?” One of his hands dropped from her face to her belly. “I have heard talks about dragon kings of the past and how they ruled 6 kingdoms. The blood of the dragon kings runs within your veins. Give birth to dragons, seize the throne, unite the 6 kingdoms, and rule. We will call you Dragon Queen sitting on a throne forged from steel by fire.” He sounded lost in his imagination and in his eyes, Mare could see her foolish dreams as a child. She on a horse albe

Aakifahlynn Mathiasen stepped into the light, and the world seemed to inhale. Her gown flowed like liquid moonlight, spun with Ayacquean spell-thread that moved as she did, whispering softly with each step. Her crown rested not as a burden, but as a promise, a Queen Luna who had survived betrayal, grief, and war, and had still chosen mercy. She met Demarion’s gaze, and smiled. Gone were the walls. Gone was the fear. In their place lived something fierce and fragile and breathtakingly real. When their hands joined, magic stirred.

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

“I almost did.” “Please, Leon. She was just messing with you. Concubae are selfish, cruel, bitches. She was using your attraction to her to distract you. And it worked.” Another man spat angrily. I grinned. Sounded like my type of woman. Over the last couple months, I’d heard bits and pieces about the demon queen. All the incubi who trekked through the forest did was complain about how she’d stolen their king and made him weak. Turned him against them. Part of me wished I could’ve met this queen, but she’d died fighting. Like a true warrior.