Ff7 Rebirth Queen's Blood Tournament Novels & Stories

"No, I haven't forgotten. Just now....I completed the ritual. He quickly dug his fangs into the Queen's neck as he drank her blood, his eyes glowing red. The taste of it flooded his senses and he moaned in delight, a growl rolling from the back of his throat. The Queen was delicious, so unbelievably sweet. The most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his life, he couldn't help but want more. Wanted to drain every last drop from her body but he was not allowed to do that. Blood Link is a special and very ancient ritual of the coven, in which a Moroi Ace who would become King drinks the blood of the current Queen or King to enhance their powers so that they can increase their abilities. The

"Finish your revenge. And watch your son bleed out on the floor before I even hit the ground." My hand shook. The tremor traveled up my arm, rattling the stone in my shoulder. The Ear-Ringing tinnitus of my own failure reached a deafening crescendo. I was the Queen of Rebirth. I had liquidated packs. I had crushed economies. And now, I was held hostage by a dead woman’s heartbeat. The chain at my hip thrummed—a violent, white-hot resonance. Kael’s ghost-voice erupted in my skull, no longer a rattle, but a command line.

I can't help but fear for the mortal, even though the dear Goddess will not abandon him, his body is not used to this kind of combat. A few minutes later, the battle warden entered through a door and stood in the center, bowing to the kings and queens who were present. "Greetings to the cherished and respected queens and kings of the various kingdoms; we will now witness a private tournament to win the hand of the adored princess Vreihya Amely Zecillion!" the warden's loud droning signaled the start of the duel, which increased my uneasiness.

I scream. I rush to chase after when I feel a searing pain throughout my body. Falling to the ground, my limbs twitching, Queenie materializes in front of me, her armor still stained with Faye’s blood. “Tag, you’re it,” she cackles as an icy green power ignites along her fingertips. It forms into a sphere of light before she hurls it at my chest. My screams go unheard as the battle rages around us. Queenie turns towards the direction Mab was headed, disappearing once more, before my eyes close.

The few million people below the battle stage looked troubled at each other upon hearing Celine’s words. Celine was way too powerful, who would dare to challenge her? However, only by winning the tournament could they receive the right to deal with Queenie. Whoever managed to get hold of Queenie meant they would get the Heavenly Flame Core and Goddess Tears as well! No one wanted to give up the chance! “Everybody, let us all go up together!” A man below the battle stage walked out and yelled out loud right at that moment.

In her hand was a dagger, its blade dripping red as she faced an opponent cloaked in shadows. "The darkness cannot be killed," the Queen said, her voice carrying over the battlefield. "But it can be bound." Nicola's heart pounded. The vision shifted. The Queen stood before an ancient ritual circle, her hand pressed to a stone much like the altar Nicola had just touched. Runes glowed beneath her fingers, the power around her crackling like a storm. Then, Nicola saw it - the sacrifice. Blood. The Queen’s own blood, spilled into the circle. She was binding something.

I was shocked to the core; I ran my fingers through my hair and went up to change for the baby home coming party. I stood under the hot water of the shower and the flashes of my teary mate kept coming to mind, I was the one that started all this, I should have just been honest with her; why was I so afraid that she would not accept the monster I had become. I got out and put on my white shirt, not putting my buttons up all the way and navy blue suit pants; I looked in the mirror and my eyes were red from crying in the shower, I combed my hair into a pompadour and put on some cologne; tonight I would make Athena fall in love with me again and I will claim her. She is mine and mine only; I wil

“I am sure.” “Very well.” Selene seemed to rise up higher, and even more ethereal, if that was possible. “I pledge my help. I will send my own white wolf to help you when the time is near. She will come in the form of a daughter of my own kind. She will be unlike any other from your own time. She will be mated to your last son. And she will bare the name of the flowers that you grow here. And together they will become the last Alpha King and Queen to rule these lands. They will both make sacrifices to defeat the darkness. But defeated he will be.” “But surely my eldest son will become the King?” My eyes widen in surprise.

He knelt on one knee before me on the day of his victorious return and announced me as the tribe's queen. The others all knelt and bowed in allegiance. I smiled and told Sean to rise. Then, I declared in public that I would never take another mate; I would only have Sean alone. He was instantly so touched that his golden eyes turned red with sentiment. "You don't have to do that, Lynn," he said. "Hush, Sean. Listen to me. You are enough in this life," I said. 'Well, duh. I'm not foolish enough to take on more mates and tire myself out,' I thought.

"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! Her Highness has taken Rebirth!" The air seemed to freeze. The Queen's expression stiffened, her pupils contracting sharply. For a moment, she seemed unable to hear or process the words. "What?" The Grand Steward pressed his forehead to the floor, his voice shaking. "Her Highness took Rebirth from the royal treasury and gave it to Ms. Vancrest. She has already left Karsden with it." A deafening shock struck the Queen. Her body swayed, and she clutched the throne's armrest to steady herself. Her commanding gaze shattered, replaced by raw shock, disbelief, and rising, catastrophic fury.