Is The Queen Immortal Novels & Stories

“Sleep together, huh? Of course I'll do it. I am Maia Queen. I will never give up until I die! I will conquer you, Juan O'Neil, until you forget the pain your wife has caused you!” If the Maia Queen is determined, then it will definitely happen.

I explain while shifting my gaze between Raine and Miranda. Lorraine's eyes pop a little at the word immortal, and she freezes. "Wait... Queen? Who are you," Lorraine asks with wide-open eyes? "Earlier, I introduced myself... I must have forgotten the prince part," I reply while trying to recall our conversation from earlier. "Prince! My sister is mated to the Prince of werewolves...yesterday she was in an abusive relationship, and today, you are telling me she will be an immortal queen if she decides to hook up with you," Lorraine asks while looking between us.

He reached out and ripped the silk screen down. The fabric hissed as it tore. It pooled at my feet like a dead thing. I stood there in Ethan’s massive black cloak. My hair was pulled back, my face pale. The torches made my eyes look like glass. "Abigail?" Kael’s jaw dropped. He went to one knee. Automatically. "The Queen never died." Vance’s face crumpled. Not in relief. In terror. "She didn't die in the fire. She’s been here. In the Shadow Gallery. With him."

“No, King. Your queen will be returned to you. Did you not listen to me? She is a part of the fabric of reality. When you marked her, she became immortal.” Lyric tries to stand, fails, and just slumps against me. I hold her tightly, making sure that she doesn’t plant herself in the soft ground. “She can still die, Flora.” “She is an immortal daughter of The Towers. Part of this reality. She will not die.” The witch sounds very sure of herself. “The priestesses inside The Tower will die this night. Tomorrow, we take back what is ours.” Lyric nods, her head bopping up and down against my chest.

He added. "Immortal!" The king burst into laughter. " I am certain you definitely kidding. She can't be immortal because no human had been immortal. She won't even want to be one. Every Chosen with different endowments and specialty in various ways in correlation to their task and what they are destined for." The King said.

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

She is the most powerful queen in Vire. The only queen who has the rest of the nearby kingdoms bow down to her because of her immeasurable prowess and immortality... But beneath her intimidating presence lies a secret that could break her into pieces... A secret of how she had chosen to rule despite the fact that she didn't want to be the queen. --------- QUEEN SEVINA is a witch and an immortal.

“I. Did. Not. Kill. Your. Mother.” The words hung in the air like poison. My breath caught. “She’s out there,” the Queen continued, eyes burning into mine. “In the human world. Wandering. Alive.”

They didn’t know that she came out of her coffin, replaced her ‘corpse’ with a real corpse, then used an illusion spell to make the corpse look like her. As to where the queen, who is actually a witch, did next, she restored her youthful appearance and seduced the new king. In short, this witch is immortal, as she repeated the steps for over a hundred years. This only lasted until the kingdom suffered from drought, and the people moved to another kingdom to seek refuge. Their kingdom was abandoned, and the new kingdom is about to suffer doom.

The queen turned toward Liora. "My sister feared this day would come." Liora blinked. "Your sister?" The queen nodded. "The First Luna." The revelation struck the chamber like lightning. Every warrior stared. Every wolf listened. The queen's gaze softened. "We were born beneath the same moon." Emotion filled her voice. "She chose love over immortality." A strange silence followed. The queen smiled sadly. "History remembers kings because they wear crowns." Her eyes shifted toward the glowing Moonstone. "Yet kingdoms endure because of the women who stand beside them."