Evil Queen Novels & Stories

but somewhere within Sera, she couldn't deny the thrill and pride of being the one to provoke jealousy in such a gorgeous woman. “Well..... that was quite something... Who is she?” Sera asks curiously. Grace gave Sera a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry about that darling.... that’s Lady Eve, ... a Lycan lady of Royal blood that makes her think the world revolves around her. She’s Alistair’s ........ special friend.” Grace informed her with a grimace of disgust. “I honestly don’t know what he sees in her.... Very vile creature, just watch out for her, in fact try to stay as far away from her as possible. Because she’s the closest thing to a demon that I’ve seen.”

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."

Another figure. A woman. Stepping from the ruins. Dressed in flowing silver and black robes. Skin pale. Eyes glowing gold. She looked almost identical to Lily. But older. Sharper. Royal. Dora gasped in Lily’s head. No… Callum growled. “Who the hell is that?” Victor smiled weakly. “That... is the original Eclipse Queen.” The woman smiled, her gaze locking on Lily. And then she spoke. “Daughter.”

'Go, I will handle them,' she insisted, moving forward with a regal confidence that demanded respect despite the damning accusations. However, one of the elders finally snapped out of her stupor, pointing a finger at Eva as she screeched, "Abomination! Sorceress! She practices the forbidden dark arts!" Others quickly joined the rallying cry again, their voices rising in a crescendo of outrage and demands that the queen mother be apprehended and made to face judgment before the council for the unforgivable crime of practicing dark sorcery. "She must be a dark mage to wield such powers! An equal punishment awaits her!" another elder bellowed self-righteously.

They still view that wretch as their heroine. Fools! “My Queen, I think you’re mistaken. Evolet? No, that’s impossible.” “If you had mention any other person, we would have said yes, it could be true. But Evolet? No way, Queen Chriselda. That girl is the pride of this pack.” The elders said, defending Eve. That’s when Thelma uttered, backing me up again, “That’s exactly what she wanted from you all from the very beginning. She has made you all her disciples, so that if such problem like this ever arises, she can easily escape her act by using your innocence!”

"Didn't you know? It's Elvira! She's the current Queen of the Underworld in South Ilyria. They call her the Dark Rose! She's gorgeous but also highly capable!" "Oh my God, is she really here? I'm obsessed with her!" Vincent halted the second he heard that name. It was a name that was carved into his very being. His gaze followed the noise to a massive advertisement hanging over a support column across the hall. The woman on the poster was none other than Elvira. For a moment, he felt like he had taken a brutal blow to the heart. The sudden ache took his breath away for a second. He stood rooted there, eyes locked on her poster. There was no one else in his sight but her.

“She’s from the Moonbane pack.” The room tilted. I stood so quickly my chair scraped against the stone, toppling backward. “What?” The soldier flinched. “We—we confirmed it. Our scouts say she was seen recently patrolling on lands—injured but alive.” “Is she some kind of scout for that goddamn pack?” I groaned. My fists clenched at my sides, veins bulging. Moonbane. The name curdled in my mouth like venom. That was our enemy. The ones who slaughtered my people. The ones who would rather see my kingdom in ashes than ever see peace. And she—that sweet-faced, soft-spoken woman—was one of them?

The silver light from her own forehead flared defensively, casting a pale, defiant glow against the creeping black fog. "Mother," Gina whispered, the word tasting like ash on her tongue. "A biological technicality, dearest," the Queen purred, stepping off the windowsill with a weightless, lethal grace. Her bare feet didn't make a sound against the glass-strewn floor. "You may call me Evangeline. Though 'Your Majesty' also suffices." "You sent Julian to kill us," Gina said, her voice shaking with a volatile mix of grief and rage as she thought of Lucien lying cold in the library behind her. "You let Selene tear the island apart. You destroyed your own people!"

Seeing both father and son are still upset, Dominic move closer and starts to interrogate her, "Ariadne, do you know Queen Eve Carissa Zhatiera?" She blink, confuse at the what is going on, "No. Who is that? What queen?" Adam was furious from the way his brow wrinkled and eyes glowing. "The Sviatoslavich are evicted from the throne, Ariadne. The Sviatoslavich is not in charge anymore. Your mother is not just any human, she is Queen Eve Carissa Zhatiera. The only child of king Aidan and Queen Aleeyah of the now extinct kingdom of Zhathiera, daughter of Goddess Khione. She's an ice goddess. We are powerless now because of her."

"If he did, we wouldn't be under that witch's control. Now that I think about it, she has had us under control for all these years. We just didn't realize it." "We have to obey her. That's our only choice." Olivia said resolutely, earning a laugh from her daughter. "You want us to be her slaves?!" She would rather die than be that woman's slave. "Of course not! We only have to fool her for a while." Olivia's lips curled into a sinister smile. How could she agree to permanently work for the woman who her son had fooled for ages? Besides, she still strongly believed that it was Gemma who had caused Ethan's death.