Evil Ice Queen Novels & Stories

" Cancel the wedding. Me and Valerie are no longer getting married, “ I tell her. She retorts shocked by my response. " What? But why? “ She questions surprised. " Because Valerie is not the rightful queen.” " So you just woke up and decided that? Since when is Valerie not the ' rightful queen' “ she speaks, even mocking my voice. " Since from day one. This arrangement should have never happened. Yes she has the qualities. But the crown is not hers.” " Just because you're the king doesn't mean this kingdom is your playground. You just change things according to how high your () is. Valerie will be a great queen, and you know it, “ she rages.

"I thought you were dead in some English ditch!" Caleb groaned as she squeezed him, a rare, genuine wince of pain crossing his face. "Lenochka... can't... breathe." She dropped him, laughing, a loud, raucous sound that filled the cramped hallway. Her eyes, the same piercing silver as Caleb’s, landed on me. She looked me up and down, her gaze lingering on my silk robe peeking out from under the wool. "And this must be the Ice Queen," she said, her grin widening to reveal a chipped front tooth. "The one who made my brother leave and never came back."

​"Malphas is leaving. Escort them out. The treaty is signed and bound by blood." "Gladly," I mutter, standing up to my full height, letting my massive frame cast a shadow over the room. Cillian pushes off the pool table, sharply straightening the lapels of his designer jacket. "A pleasure as always, Prince," he sneers softly. "Enjoy your victory. And your human. I hope she's worth the price of admission." Little does he know she is no mere human, she is the Lycan Queen of Legend, one day she will lead us all.

I raised my eyes to match with the land, but I guessed my little speech had not gotten to him in even the slightest form as the same frown remained frozen on his lips. “I don't know hi, but you of all people seem to be getting this… Clara is a princess, Emily was a maid, a poor omega, weak and powerless, but most of all, parents are the alpha king and queen, and you think for a minute they would spare your life for making a fool of them? Canceling wedding plans? Oh… you have failed to understand that this is bigger than you and I know. And they would not think twice to cut out anyone who is an obstacle to their daughter, even if it means sitting your mate's throat, or cutting me out of the

My chest tightened at the sight of her, safe and smiling like nothing in the world could touch her. “Mama!” she said, reaching for me. I took her from him and held her close for a moment. She was the only person who could calm my racing heart. “Hey, baby,” I murmured. “We got ice cream,” she exclaimed excitedly. “And I didn’t spill it this time.” “That’s good,” I answered, forcing a small smile. Rosa appeared from the hallway. “Come, Millie. Let’s get you cleaned up.” Millie nodded and slid out of my arms, taking Rosa’s hand and heading upstairs without any fuss.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

Brandon lowered his head, pressing his lips against the warm skin behind Robin’s ear, his voice loud enough to echo in the private box: "The necklace is fifty million, Robin. But the queen wearing it is priceless." Up on the balcony, framed by diamonds and draped in emerald fire, Robin rested her hand over Brandon’s forearm, looking down at the ruined, terrified faces of Dane and Nicole below with a chilling, victorious smile.

Suddenly, a presence invaded his senses, a distinct feeling that someone was watching. "Who's there?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Well, well, aren't you perceptive," a playful voice chimed in, as a captivating figure materialized before him. Emine, the Devil Queen, observed him intently, her gaze fixated on the files strewn across his desk. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Emine, the enigmatic Devil Queen. And I have a proposition for you: cancel your deal with Aiden Clark."

With a snarl of frustration, the Evil Queen grabs Teago's hand, her grip tight and unyielding. In a burst of dark energy, they vanish from their previous location, reappearing in front of Tonya and Alaric in a whirlwind of shadows and smoke. As they materialize before their adversaries, the queen's eyes blaze with fury, her anger a palpable force radiating from her every pore. She releases Teago's hand, her gaze locked on Tonya and Alaric with a mixture of hatred and determination.

The beast recoiled from its light. She smiled. Good. Let it learn limits. But even as she thought it, doubt flickered. Because something else had begun. A pulling. Not the beast. Something older. Deeper. From the east. The vampire empire. Her mother’s voice—Queen Isolde Valcour—whispered across impossible distance, carried on blood magic. Daughter. What have you done? Elara did not answer. Not yet. Instead, she walked back into the palace, through halls of ruin and kneeling subjects, until she reached the queen’s solar.