Evil Queen From Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

he winked at her. "Sure, I will check it out." Becky said with a smile and Daniel nodded before entering into the house too. __$ "Three days, I give you three more days to give me what I want else." "Else what?" Kara's voice sharp with frustration. "Don't feel you cannot be touched just yet Kara, only I know what you are capable of and the whole world gets to know about it." "I gave you a large sum of money last time-" "It wasn't enough!" He interrupted.

It's my mother who deserves to wear those smiles but now she's gone and he doesn't seem to be affected, not even a little. It won't be easy for me to be a queen. I have to train for months and compete with others who are interested in my mom's throne and if I'll live, then I'll be crowned as their queen and if I'll die, then I'll gladly accept it because I'll finally be with my mother without waiting for a long time and I'm already accepting that as my fate. "All hail for the next Queen, huh? A half-blooded werewolf doesn't deserve to be a vampire queen," My cousin on my mom's side said in an insulting voice as if that was pure stupidity for her.

Elena laughed and shook her head as she continued to pace. "That is where you are wrong; once you are dead, no one will ever know that you existed, not even Damon. They will all bow down to me as their Queen and Sylvester as their king. Besides, if he remembers you and tries to kill us, I promise you I will make his death painful," Elena laughed evilly. "You are one sick bitch along with Sylvester; you betrayed your sister, and he betrayed his brother for power! You are an evil, conniving bitch!" Charlotte gritted out.

I completed, watching as she wiped a tear from her face. "It's not important. What you must know is this. She has killed many people. Black magic requires life to be taken and she has done it without remorse, the witches working for her disillusioned by her plans of godhood. She calls herself the queen of rogues and when she breaks your curse, she'll become the savior of the hybrids. Unstoppable. You must make sure to not trust her. No matter what." "Do you know where Caleb is? Where my father is?"

Above, the full moon shone brightly, casting a silvery glow over the carnage below. From the ethereal light, a figure materialized. I gasped as I realized who it was. The goddess Selene!! She was just like we always saw in visions. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and compassion, gazing upon the devastated Moonlight Pack. Her gaze then fell upon me, and she spoke with a voice that seemed to echo through the very fabric of the night. "Eva, my child," she whispered gently, "you fought with courage and honor, and your love for your pack has touched my heart. I cannot stand by and let your story end like this."

Vallezarii would be unseated and dragon blood would rule the land. Hegi watched her make her way to the bed where she crawled on it, the gold chains holding the cloth together parted to reveal her bare body. She didn’t seem to care. Emboldened by the knowledge that she, a dragon descendant, commanded a beast, she went to sleep with a smile on her face. She was disturbed in the early hours of the morning by the sound of running feet, the horn of alarm, and the tolling of the bells. They pealed once, twice.

"I've always been curious about who chose that name. Why Black Queen?" Picking up the knife on the table, I twirl it around in my hand "Because my heart is as black as coal. Have you seen the American show that goes by 'Once Upon a Time?' the evil queen who coincidentally goes by Regina too has a black heart. The difference between us is that I'm not trying to be good. I won't hesitate to stick this knife in your throat and watch as you take your last breath" "Why does that turn me on?"

She was already defensive. I took a slow sip of my wine, hiding the smirk that tugged at my lips. Looking at her, all I could think about was how I’d get rid of her once I clawed my way to the top—Alpha King of this pack. She was in my way, a stubborn stone I’d have to kick aside. And then, like a spark in the dark, an idea hit me. One I hadn't thought of before. If I couldn’t track down a witch from the Capris coven, maybe a hybrid would do just fine. Eleanor, with her power, her blood—half-werewolf, half-witch—could be the key to my plans.

I, who had come to avenge, was now being introduced like I was some beloved queen-to-be. “Everyone,” Axel said, his voice proud and smooth, “meet Eve, the woman who has stolen my heart.” I nearly tripped on the last step. He climbed the first tier toward the throne, but I froze. I couldn’t go any further. I didn’t bear his mark. I hadn’t been crowned. Only marked mates or wives could walk that line. And I was neither. "Let’s not get ahead of ourselves," I whispered quickly, low enough for only him to hear.

But duty and responsibility often clashed with my desire for solitude and control. Walking to a small drawer in my desk, I pulled it open and withdrew a letter bearing the seal of the Blue Moon's pack. The sight of Eva Grey's signature brought forth a flood of memories and conflicting emotions. Eva represented a past I had tried to forget, yet her presence in my thoughts refused to be ignored. Opening the letter, I read aloud its content: “Greetings to the Lycan Alpha, I’m Eva Grey, Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. I’m writing in hopes to get an audience with the Lycan Alpha, in order to talk about a possible alliance between our packs.