Golden Queen From Skylanders Novels & Stories

"But for it to work, I need a direct connection to the First City’s spire. And that means one of us has to get inside the city walls." "I'll go," Leo and Ace said in unison. "No," I said, looking at the black streaks beginning to appear on my own palms. The "Tithe" was spreading. "I’m the only one who can carry the frequency. I’m the Silver Queen. And it’s time I went home." I was standing at the cave entrance, looking down at the First City. It was a dark, obsidian star in a world of grey. But as I touched the hilt of a makeshift scrap-metal blade, I felt a familiar hum.

I growled. “Just a princess?” dad narrowed his eyes. “Are you so naïve?” he demanded. When I did not reply, he stood up angrily, and added, “Let me narrate your titles to you – you Jayden Esperanza Whitaker La Gualias, are the first born princess of La Gualias clan and Whitaker clan. You are next in line for Africa and America in case Jared abdicates or is rendered incapable of ruling because of whatever reasons. You are mated to the sole male heir of Indian subcontinent, making you Alpha Queen of Shakti Clan. You are the brains behind enhanced security of entire Africa zone… do I even continue?”

"Because you brought it back to where it was born." Ariana looked down. The enormous golden eye beneath the platform remained open. Another eye appeared beside it. The darkness around them began moving. Not like a creature. Like an entire sky coming alive. The Star King stepped forward. "Get away from her." The first Queen laughed. "You still don't understand." "I understand enough." "No." She pointed toward Ariana. "Look at her." The Star King did. Ariana's body was glowing. Half silver. Half gold.

My wolf didn’t like the proximity of another wolf so close to our mate and it took everything inside of me to hold back a growl. “That’s odd.” The doctor said as he took a step back from Quinn with his eyes focused on something on her chest and I moved in to see what he was looking at, worried that maybe the bear had hurt her before I was able to get to her. But when I moved around the side of the doctor my eyes too focused on the necklace that she wore around her neck. I had never seen a moonstone like it before encased in silver. Moonstones at that size were extremely rare especially one of such purity which told me that Quinn wasn’t just some normal wolf. “What?” Quinn asks as she looks d

I ask. “What are you doing?” Dad asks whilst looking like he wants to kill all of them. “The alpha king ordered all packs to get rid of all female omegas. Today's your lucky day, you won’t be staying in this dungeon anymore.” One of the guards says and smirks. “She won’t even be staying on earth.” Another one of the guards says and they all start chuckling like it’s funny. “No please… don’t kill her, kill me instead!” Dad pleads.

“Her name is Cara Wylder.” “Wylder? You mean the family that has the golden luna?” Luke asked sharply, his eyes suddenly scrutinizing me. “Yes.” Lucien answered and continued moving. The guards arranged themselves around him and started to follow him. Sean went after him as well while Luke and Emily continued to stare at me. “The golden… she doesn’t even have a wolf!” Emily shrilled. After a moment of studying me intently, Luke turned around and went after his brother. Not wanting this Emily woman to rip me apart like she clearly wanted to, I went after them all. I heard her vicious curse behind me.

“I haven’t seen anything or anyone kids, now you 7 need to leave because you aren’t allowed back here." “-The Masked Queen is a brand built by the Slim-Jim agency and from my sources, the image alone costs twenty million dollars, and with L.K being the representative it’s ten million dollars on the twenty million. That’s a lot of money to lose people!” Her loud exclamation can be heard through the speakers so I cover it in panic. “Hearing that you were able to get rights over your brand makes me curious how you did it, Slim-Jim isn’t an agency that would like to lose that much money without putting up a damn hard fight. The world is curious L.K, how the hell did you do it?”

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

Ysabella ultimately decided to go. Everyone in the room could finally exhale a sigh of relief. The previous hour had been so tense that they thought the runway, which was used for the catwalk, would be a catfight arena. They were relieved it did not happen. All of the staff members were relieved that Clarissa was able to maintain her composure and act so gracefully. She was so composed the entire time that she didn't even raise her voice when Ysabella attempted to provoke her. But even before Ysabella left the room, she shouted “Remember this Clarissa – there is only one queen here in BC Models. And definitely, that’s not you. It’s me!”

It was clear that he couldn’t fathom someone he’d trusted so much stabbing him in the back so definitively. “Yes,” she said, her voice soft and understanding. Seeing the shock in his eyes, she wasn’t sure whether or not she should tell him what else Gator had revealed, but she also didn’t want to let it linger, either. “He also told me about the princess.” Slate’s dark brows furrowed as he stared at her face. “Princess?” he repeated. “What princess--other than you?” Nya’s heart began to pound in her chest. Had Gator just been messing with her, trying to convince her that Slate didn’t care about her, when he really did? “The princess of Handar.”