Devilish Queen Novels & Stories

Adelaide’s thoughts flickered to Cael, to the way his shadows had shaken around him, to the way she’d felt something else inside her that wasn’t the Devil’s fire. “One will guard you in silence.” As the Queen spoke, the lights overhead shifted, lines of burning script etching themselves briefly between them—ancient words Adelaide couldn’t read, but somehow understood. Promise. Warning. Choice. Adelaide took a step back. “I don’t want either of them to—” The Queen stepped forward, closing the distance, her hand lifting. “And you…” Her palm pressed against Adelaide’s lower stomach, right over the place where her own flame had first erupted in The Devil’s bed. Heat blossomed there, bright and f

My heart felt like a piece of glass—sharp, jagged, and ready to cut anyone who touched it. “After all this agony, do you still want him? Do you have no pride? He messed with the wrong woman. I am not some weak whore. I am Miroslava Flameheart, Queen of Dragons and Werewolves—” I paused as the realisation hit me, cold and terrifyingly perfect. “—And soon, Queen of Demons. Because I am going to kill their king and take everything he owns.”

Leuvis said, smiling as tears rolled off her eyes. Leuvis cleaned off her tears gazing at where she was. The view alone was really pleasant for her. The dark scream of evil and terror filled up with skelton bones, horrific screams, and hot larva pit sooth her beautifully. “What do you call here?” Leuvis said looking all around in every direction. “Mephistopheles kingdom filled with demon supernaturals and am the queen and ruler.” Queen Lilith said, stroking Leuvis's hair.

but when they look at each other their hearts telling them to stop but for the sake of their congrats they fight till the end king:- so you are the queen who kills my devil queen:- don't act innocent you always kill angel with your black heart and you are and you have st in torturing other king:- what you saying I was struggling to protect my kingdom because if I haven't fight I will lose and my devil will die queen:- so are you telling me that you want peace and you are only fighting for your congrats king:- don't stop fighting because if we stop now our congrats life will we go in vain queen:- nothing less accept from the king of devil

She lunged, gown tearing as she hurled herself at the devil with desperate force, hands outstretched like claws. The impact was cataclysmic. A burst of silvery light erupted from her, slamming into the devil's form. He staggered, wings flaring, the void buckling under the assault. Kael was flung free, tumbling through the air to land in a heap near his father, coughing and wide-eyed. The queen tumbled into the rift with the devil, her spell weaving chains of ethereal light that bound his limbs, sealing the gateway half-shut. She hung suspended in the void's throat, face twisted in defiance, the devil's grip shifting to her throat. His voice boomed from the other side, distorted and echoing l

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

I asked. “I can’t tell you. If I were to tell anyone her real name though, it would be you.” Moran stated. “Go ahead.” I nodded. “Patrick Devere and Solar Flare can never find out the Vasilia’s demon name is Persephone. If that happens, then it’ll be easier for the Vasili to mate with her. Tell no one else.” He whispered. “Got it. I’ll send in Rao.” I said as I left. That wasn’t her name. I knew it was one of the names that would never be given to a Vasilia, just like Hades would never be given to a Vasili. Neither one would accept a demon as their avatar. They were the god and goddess of the desire demons.

I take this time to mindlink my mother to let her know everyone is fine but the girls may need some space for now that Delilah is on her way over. Delilah walks in through the door and looks around the room until she finds us all seated on the lounges she gracefully walks over and the power emitting her keeps growing by the day she takes a seat on the arm of my recliner. Jacqueline bows her head at Delilah’s presence. “High priestess I am Jacqueline of the disgraced obsidian coven” “Yes Jacqueline I’m aware of who you are and where you have come from please lift your head no need to bow to me in this safe space we are both equals.”

"You offered your blood, your essence, thinking it would break the spell. But you only fueled the fire, Davien. The fire that will consume you whole." She circled him, her movements graceful yet predatory. "You are unfortunate, Davien. You loved the wrong woman, the one destined to be your undoing. And now, as your final act of devotion, you will watch as I claim my birthright, as I take my rightful place as Queen of the night." Davien felt a cold dread creeping into his bones. He was trapped, alone against an enemy who held his heart in her twisted hand. But within the despair, a spark of defiance flickered. He wouldn't give up. Not without a fight.

I hummed in response while fixing my shirt. "Prince, the Queen wishes to see you." I rolled my eyes in annoyance. 'Now what it is?' I groaned inwardly. I tilted my head to the side and gave him a curt nod. He bowed and then left the room. I turned my gaze towards the lifeless body laying down on the cold floor. I smirked and flipped my hair while heading to meet the Queen, my mother. End of Zachary's P.O.V. "No, not this one" The Queen of Hell, Delphyne kept discarding all the extravagant and gaudy attires angrily while throwing them on the floor.