Evil Ice Queen Novels & Stories

“You should rest too, unless you don’t need resting since you’ve got enough of it on your way here, eh?” And then they are all striding away, except for me. “Good luck in standing up for your made-up lies, Elise,” I crossed my arms and made my tone harsher. “It seems you’ve grown far longer claws, Evadne. Good luck to you too. Enjoy your final days as the Luna Queen,” she gave me a sneering look and knocked me down on the snow when she bumped my shoulder. I debated going after her but as the Luna Queen, I realized I should be the bigger person. She’s just the bitchier version of Elodie and I can’t deny their similarities. But Elise is a Beta, and Betas can’t be one one if they don’t know how

She had no choice but to listen, her body too tense to do anything else. Demeter began to pace, the soft clink of her golden sandals against the marble floor filling the room. “Not too long ago, Zeus and Hera decreed that balance must be maintained between the realms. The Underworld requires a queen—a goddess to rule alongside Hades.” Her voice softened mockingly as she glanced at Persephone. “And my daughter was chosen to be that queen, bound by agreement to spend half the year in his domain. It is a matter of cosmic order, not mere convenience. But Persephone is a creature of light and life… what good would she be with the dark and dead?”

Saying nothing, we teleported into the ring, next to Lilith's body. "You summoned us," Stefan spoke, I said nothing, I stared down at my mate's lifeless body, Oh Lilith... My sweet girl, "Don't you have respect for your queen, you shall bow in my presence," "Eve," I finally spoke, "Lucifer is forever king... You are no queen, not the queen of hell... Not my queen," "Very well," she smirked, "See what happened when you think faith can somehow save you, or a little girl with powers... I am Eve II, and I am the queen of Hell!" She wailed,

The room went dead quiet. That was the first time our so-called Ice King raised his voice. Oh wait—he didn’t look so superior anymore. I scoffed. Bastard. I licked my dry lips. “You chose not to be patient. But guess what? Albena, the long dead queen will crush you now. You’ve heard of her legend, right?” The great white wolf lived through her. Oh, it absolutely did. The power Tobias and I witnessed… that wasn’t anything short of the Moon Goddess herself. And that wasn’t even the craziest part.

I climb into the back of my waiting limousine, my body aching with a beautiful, heavy pain. I look in the vanity mirror. My eyes are the same, but the woman looking back is a stranger. I touch my neck, feeling the ghost pressure of the Guard’s hand. I taste the Priest’s sandalwood on my lips. I feel the Judge’s weight in my bones. The Ice Queen is going back to her palace. But she is leaving her heart on the altar of the sanctum. And I know, as I watch the city fly by, that I will not be waiting for the next gala.

Jeffery slowly lifts his head to stare at her; the one woman whom he extremely hates and wishes to kill. "How could you be so evil? How could you kill that poor girl and blind her father?! Just because they stole, huh?" He says meanly, and then, he chuckles as if mocking the foolish queen. "How dare you talk to me like that!" Queen Isle yelled, she lifted her hand and swipe it across his face. Princess Danika flinched at the sound, she cowered away from the two souls as she cried bitterly. "Get me the torturing tools!" Queen Isle yelled at Shawn, and instantly he disappeared in front of the throne hall. ".....let's see how you will overcome this pain I'm about to cause you!" She smiled.

PLEASE RUN, RUM! “Listen here, young woman—.” The Ice Queen pushed back at me—. I leaned in and hissed into her ear, “If you shift here, the Goddess will be terribly upset with you. There are rules, you know.” Her eyes flew open in a new shock—shock that I knew about the Goddess and her true identity—and then they rolled around furiously to search my face for evidence of me lying. The housekeeper had also grown very still, wearing a helpless look.

I said threw gritted teeth. “Again, revenge for what?!” Alpha Nik boomed pressing his Alpha command out. It wasn’t until just now that I realized that Derek had stepped out into the hall, and I heard him on his phone. “This bitch got everything and we got nothing! We don’t even have mates yet and she gets a mate and get’s to become a fuckin Queen?! It’s bullshit!” Ella answered.

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.”

“My son… I am scared that he might follow the same destiny as mine.” I looked down, intertwined my two hands. The weight in my chest. The painful sensation. The sorrow and grief. “I can truly see the gladness in his eyes every time he looks at you.” Queen Ice held my hand and placed it on her cheek. “Promise me, if you love him, fight for it. Get away from this bloody place. Create a wonderful family. Time will pass by and you can’t pull it back.” The tears were in the side of her eyes. She brought her hand down and rested her palm on my cheek. “Colden is as kind as the blossoming flower. He can’t hurt you because he knows what I experienced in loving the wrong person. He might look weak, a