Is The Queen Immortal Novels & Stories

"The chamber is quiet, but the leylines are not. The shockwave of the Queen's departure is already rippling through the western ridges. If we remain locked in this tree, pretending the ledger hasn't shifted, we lose the initiative entirely." Eldrin’s head snapped up, his fractured pride instantly flaring into a defensive, bitter snarl. "The 'Queen'?" he hissed, spitting the title as if it were poison on his tongue. "You style that mortal creature a Queen within these sacred walls, Aelion? She is a disruption! A wild, unpredictable mutation who has managed to lock her short years into the Sovereign’s heart through a cosmic loophole!"

As long as their little princess was happy, what was there to object to? The days ahead were still long.

"Just give me a sign. Move a finger. Anything." I cannot move. I am a ghost trapped inside a corpse. Outside, the kingdom is screaming. I watch through the glass as Betty takes her place beside her mates. The crowd cheers. Then, the vision blurs and snaps forward. Betty dies. The great Lycan Queen falls, and the kingdom crumbles into dust. Immortality is a lie. Everyone rots in the end.

Another thought invades her mind, stopping her from feeling good about the freedom that her death would buy her. The Queen. Meilin is shocked to realize that she doesn’t want to leave the Queen. When did the queen start to matter to her? A question the blonde can’t answer, but feels a great deal of sadness in her chest at the very thought of not seeing the Queen. She snaps out of her thoughts when she feels the figure closer than earlier. The figure is bent at eye level with her, allowing her the privilege of staring into the dark, sinister brown eyes that almost look like an abyss.

he said slowly, "we speed things up." I stepped back. "No. No more of this. I agreed to be Luna, not a puppet. Not your pawn." He chuckled. "My dear, you stopped being your own person the moment you let me clean up your mess with the council. We are bound now. You get the power, and I get the throne. That was the deal." "And if I refuse?" His eyes turned cold. "Then Clarissa stays missing forever. And once Drey realizes you can’t produce her, he won’t just exile you, Helen. He will destroy you publicly. You’ll lose everything you have and ever worked for."

Nash informed. “What is happening?” the voice asked. “I did what you asked, now touch me and let me touch you,” the man growled. “I will be anything for you, Luna…” “Sure, I will touch you, after all, a promise is a promise, but I didn’t promise where I will touch you,” I spoke as I walked up to him, “And I am not Luna…” I growled as I extended my claws and pressed them right where he was pushing a blade on my mate’s throat. “I am a Queen… I am the Alpha Queen…”

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."

Jamie said sobbing. "Meredith Hematite, The Dragon Queen in exile." The woman turned to Leanora. "And the Council's worst nightmare, apparently. Since I'm still alive and kicking." Leanora's face went white. "The Queen is dead. We confirmed it ourselves." "You confirmed what I wanted you to confirm. A body double, enough magic to fool your sensors, and twenty years of hiding." Meredith's smile darkly. "I've been waiting for the right moment to resurface."

“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.