Novel & Cerita Evil Queen From Once Upon A Time

In the center of the room was a single, large throne made of black glass. "Put her in the chair," a voice said. I looked up. It wasn't Thomas. It wasn't the Board. Sitting in a chair in the corner was Evelyn. But she was young, maybe twenty years old. And she was holding a bloody knife. "The cure is a lie, Hazel," the young Evelyn said. "The red smoke doesn't make her a Queen. It turns her into a bomb." She pointed the knife at the vial in my hand. "And I’m the one who has to trigger it."

She walked up to him and placed her hand on her hip. “What do you mean by “I act and think like the mortals do”?”Eva asked with confusion and curiosity Zeiran sighed deeply, bored of her cluelessness. “Do you really still need me to spell it out for you? You’re a demon… one of royal blood in fact.”

She tilted her head, her gaze flicking from the unconscious Devon back to Elena. ​"The blood of the First Queen," the witch hissed, her voice sounding like grinding stone. She pointed her gnarled finger at Elena. "So, the servant girl has the scent of the mother upon her. How convenient. I do not need to hunt two nests when the marrow is concentrated in the Omega." ​She raised her staff, the green fire intensifying until it illuminated the entire nursery in a tomb-like glow. "Hand over the celestial seed, daughter of the disgraced line, or watch your brother’s blood coat these floors before you take your final breath.

“Come, you’ll meet them all at once.” The room stills. Beside her, a woman appears, pale hair catching the light like fire spun into gold, storm-grey eyes cutting through the space with quiet devastation. Her presence is soft and sharp at the same time, a silence that demands attention. Eva. The Alpha King freezes. His friends fall silent. Even my father straightens, his jaw tightening, as if he knows the storm that just walked into our midst. My wolf goes utterly quiet, trembling in recognition of a power older than all of us.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

she asked. " The Alpha's are planning an attack to have your head by tomorrow. "I said this time I was the one biting my lips in nervousness waiting for her reaction. Her face became relax making me more confused than I have ever be in my life. " Oh, thank the moon, I thought it was something serious. "she said with a soft smile . "Emerald, I'm being serious, they are using dark magic, with dark magic there's nothing we could do ." "Well baby did I forget to tell you I am the queen of dark magic. "she said and for the first time ever I saw an evil look in her eyes. Who the fuck is my mate?.

When I held its hand I felt something like magic from it. "I am the goddess of the moon." It kept stopping me. "G-Goddess of the moon?" I asked him curiously. Is this true? I thought only in my book could I read and see about the goddess. It nodded and smiled. "What did you do to our home?" "I am here to fetch the woman appointed." It says. "Women set? What kind appointed? And what do I have to do with it?" I asked in astonishment. "You are destined for the first prince of the Kingdom of Vlademort." He said seriously as he watched my reaction.

Penelope: You're going to kill me like this… it's cruel… too cruel… have mercy… Evangeline: No, no mercy for you. Didn't you understand when the one you first sent didn't return? When did you learn that she died of suffering after a week exposed in the public square? Don't deny it, I recognize the floral scent you gave off when you arrived. Lilac and rose, the same scent she had used. You sent it! I know, that's all. You use your power for evil; you use your gift to corrupt minds and deprive wolves of their free will. I, Evangeline Knight, descendant of the Goddess, revoke your power. This is my will; this is the will of the Daughter of the Moon.

The pain I expected never came. A loud bang rang out. I opened my eyes and stared in disbelief as the glass slipper, blazing with brilliant light, flew up on its own and blocked the sword. The slipper then erupted with a blinding white light that instantly flooded the entire pumpkin patch. From within the light, a commanding, furious voice rang out. "You evil creature! How dare you lay a hand on my daughter?" When the light faded, a woman wearing a magnificent gown and a crown appeared in midair. She was none other than the current queen, Elena Vale. Beside her stood a fully armed unit of royal guards.

Her eyes turned completely white. From her woman like voice, it changed into voices of different ages and gender. An old man, a child, and a lady’s voice came out of her mouth when she spoke. “The time has come, that when the moon blankets the sun, the Herald of the embodiment of evil shall be crowned as Queen. A woman with bright purple eyes,” Cassiopeia said. Taylor turned her gaze to Felix, “amethyst eyes,” she said. “The crown will grant her powers beyond her forefathers and shall bring chaos and peril to us all. She shall come to destroy our land and the away the heart of Nuella Sangre.” Stefan and Taylor turned their gaze to Felix once more.