Fangs Of The Blood Queen Novels & Stories

I said weakly as tears flowed freely down my cheeks. "I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed, her voice raw with emotion and exhaustion. Despite her prior determination, Vanessa collapsed in a puddle of blood. "I can't die, not here!" She screamed. I crawled towards her. "Get away! Stay back! Le-leave me alo-" She suddenly started gurgling and flailing like she couldn't breathe. She's drowning in her own blood, she's gonna die... I crawled towards her as she drew her last breath and lay next to her. Her dark red eyes stared lifelessly at the moon, the reflection making them look lighter, like when she was young and innocent.

"Who... who are you?" She laughed, and the sound made my skin crawl. "You know who I am. You wear my face. You carry my marks. You've been living in my shadow since the day you were created." "Circe Nola..." The vampire queen rose from her throne, moving with liquid grace that I had never possessed. She circled me like prey, close enough to touch, close enough to smell. Her scent was blood and roses, thick and cloying, nothing like my honey and rain.

she urges, raising her wrist closer to my mouth. I look into her golden eyes, temporarily crippled by fear, “I can’t,” I say in a pained whisper. Her face shifts to one of annoyance, “Would you stop being so Gods damn stubborn,” she says as she thrusts her wrist into my mouth. The sane voice in my head is telling me to pull away and run, but it’s too late. The moment her blood hits my tongue the curse takes over and I’m lost to the hunger. I capture her wrist and begin sucking her golden blood into my mouth. The moment I feel its warmth coat my mouth I swear I see the galaxy exploding before my eyes. In all these years I’ve never tasted blood like hers before. It’s like sweet warm vanilla wi

I offered; not wanting to admit that I was anything but cold. “Yes, yes, I should have realized,” he said, thoughtfully. “It explains the ‘something’ that we feel around you.” “Truly?” I gasped with surprise. “Do not be alarmed, my lovely queen,” he purred as he lifted my hand to his lips again. “There is just a different feel about you. We must remember that you were only recently turned from human state, as well as the fact that you are the daughter of a mutant vampire queen.”

Why is she being treated like a criminal, furthermore? I leave the structure they refer to as the citadel with my hands in my pockets since I don't feel comfortable with the entire affair. I have a tingly, crawling sensation on my skin. I must be getting over the wolfsbane since I want to reach out and touch something soft and lovely as the full moon emerges. My wolf has been considering going back up those stairs to get the princess in her tower, but I know I'd be in big trouble with Brian and all these irate Southerners if I even dared to consider doing so. She must remain behind.

Fangs: Alpha King Book 1 (COMPLETED) SYNOPSIS Born as the revered and respected daughter of Alpha Lester Fangs, Zane grew more and more domineering and proud. She had thought that as the only daughter of the alpha, her father would pass the throne to her. But the sudden appearance of another child, claiming to be her father’s child with his first love, became a problem. As the wedge between the two daughters grew, so as their hostility and the deep contrast of their characters shone.

The scream she unleashed wasn’t human or wolf—it was something ancient. Gregor pounced. He tore into her neck, ripping deep, his teeth sinking through fur, flesh, bone—until blood gushed like a waterfall. The Queen thrashed, snapping, claws raking him open, but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t. He was vengeance made flesh. And then—with one final wrench—he ripped her throat clean out. Silence. The Queen’s body collapsed, twitching once before going still. The red snow steamed where her blood pooled.

"Your highness, the last time Ava came, she told me she was curious about how it tastes like. So I sneaked her a jar of blood from the kitchen. She drank it and her fangs came out." "What! All of these happened and you kept it secret? Evena! Ava! Have I been too lenient?" "I am sorry for keeping it secret your highness, I was just following Ava's request." "So why are you telling me now? Why not still keep it a secret?" the queen asked. "She can't control her thirst. She constantly thinks about drinking blood and she recently attacked a deer in their pack and drained it of blood. She is worried about attacking an innocent person just to quench her taste."

​"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.

“By the blood of your house, the bond of your oath, and the spirit of the Moon, you are chosen.” He raised the crown high for all to see. His voice rang out across the hall: “SHE IS THE AWAITED LYCAN QUEEN.” For a moment, the world held its breath. Then the silence shattered. The hall erupted with a powerful, primal cry. Growls, howls, and roars came from every corner of the chamber. The sound was ancient, wild, and full of pride. The very stone beneath their feet seemed to tremble beneath the force of it.