Harleen Frances Quinzel Novels & Stories

"She thinks... she thinks he wants her. The broken... the freak. He will never want her. He will hunt her. He promised me! The Hunt! She... she will die at the Hunt! I will wear her skin." The rest was cut off by a heavy, wooden thud, like her door was yanked open, and her voice faded as she was presumably dragged into the hall. ​I slid down the wall, my legs giving out again, and landed hard on the floor. My blood had turned to ice. That... that was the real Luna Quinn. Not the grieving, perfect wife. But a raving, murderous, unstable... thing. She will die at the Hunt. I will wear her skin.

Harriet stroked both of her ears, mumbling tiredly, “Come on... why this again...?” Harriet spread her . She muffled all noises from the Castle and its surrounding completely. After that, she spoke for them to listen. “This is me, Harriet Goldlane. Queen Lela Sclera, don’t tell me you forgot I am supposed to come today...” Harriet said. Ezekiel, who felt his ears ringing, squinted his eyes. “Oh, it’s the persistent, Cursed Unicorn Heir...” another voice, which now sounded manly and calm, was heard.

Nodding her head slightly she said ‘’I still don’t know if I should trust you or not but right now I have limited choices and if you claim Hazel to be your mate then you must know a couple of things about her first’’ Pretending to concentrate on her words I nudge her to carry on so I could continue listening to her heart beat to know if she’s been truthful or not . ‘’ We’re a secret Agency called SQA , we work for both the supernatural council and the government. Some creatures and People need to be killed for the better good that’s where Hunters and agents come in . You can either be a hunter and work for the council or you can be an agent and work under the government or you can do both li

It could even put her in his good graces to offer up the new information; it may even push her even closer to the elites. So why couldn’t she tell him? What was this heavy feeling in her chest at the thought of outing him to her boss? Francis Wells was well known for his hatred of every supernatural creature, but the creatures he despised the most were the vampires. He was merciless and often cruel in his ways with them, making them suffer the way they made their victims suffers. That was something she had always idolised him for, the way he brought justice to these creatures. So why did the thought of him being anywhere near Cassius tie her stomach up in knots?

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

This swine told you that? "She's definitely delusional." "I would never send her to a horrid place like the isle of thorns." She snickered. "She's right your majesty, my mom would never do that, she's the nicest being on earth, with a heart of gold." Amelia said in her mother's defense. Her face had turned pale when she saw me in Derrick's arms. "Our queen is a wonderful person your majesty." "Gwen is a known liar, our queen would never send her on such a dangerous quest." Morgana who had been static all along chipped in. "I read minds too." Derrick reminded them. They all turned pale with fear. "Consider this a warning, don't touch a hair on Gwen's head." He warned the flustered wolves.

“I need you to ask her if Phineas has made any attempts to kill off wolves in power that might go against him. If he has, I need their names.” I wiped the taste of vomit from my mouth and stormed back over to Riley. “How many wolves in power has Phineas had murdered? There has to be some. I wouldn’t put anything past him at this point. I want their names.” “He’ll kill me for telling you. Oh, Goddess.” Her breath hitched, “There’s only two that I know of, but there could easily be more. Alpha Ryland Orion Huxley was the most recent, but the first was Celeste—Celeste Griffin.”

“I have been resting for days, Killian.” “Good, then one more wouldn’t be making a difference.” I winked at her and she shook her head. Truth be told, I have been working day and night to dig out the number of Bernardi associates that were sprawled around my city. The man believed that he could find her this way, he just didn’t know that he was going to have to deal with me sending him back headless bodies as a present from the Alpha of Alphas.

he gently inquired, his voice filled with compassion and understanding. Drawing in a shaky breath, Killian mustered the courage to speak, his anxiety evident as he nervously bit his lower lip. "It's the rogue," he started, his voice trembling under the weight of stress. "Please, go on," the Elderly encouraged, his eyes fixed on Killian , eager to unravel the entire story. He had known the young King since his childhood, witnessing the joy that once radiated from him. Despite the constant pressures exerted by his father to mature quickly, Killian 's mother, Queen Elizabeth, had shielded him from the darkness, ensuring his innocence remained intact. She embodied the essence of a remarkable que

I can feel the tension of the wolves and then feel them relax a bit when she takes control. When she’s given enough blood, I lean down, licking her hand as she did to mine, my eyes on hers as she did with me. Then, I step back and hand her the cup, watching as she takes her place as Queen. “My clan, my family, my friends, I am Leana Holstin-Castien, Guardian of the Realm, Councilwoman to the Supernatural, mate of King Drake Cazien, and now Queen of the Undead. Rise and come, swear your oaths to me. Know that I will always keep my oaths to you, and you will be bound to keep yours to me.”