Jean Grey Goblin Queen Novels & Stories

***Evangeline point of view** The Great Hall sparkled with darkness. I stood before the massive mirror in my chambers, staring at someone I barely recognized. The woman looking back at me wore a gown made of midnight itself, black silk that seemed to swallow light and shadow flames dancing along the hem. Her dark hair was twisted into a crown of braids, and her eyes... her eyes were no longer brown. They were silver, cold as winter stars. This was Lunara Blackthorne. The Shadow Queen.

We step through and the chamber seals behind us with a sound like a heart breaking in slow motion. The Ghost-Queen is waiting. Not the ruined version from before. This one is whole. Young. Maybe twenty-five. Armor polished, crown blazing, eyes the exact violet of my lightning. She is me if I had been born three thousand years earlier. She is also the woman who failed her people. The chamber floor is a shallow pool of black water. Every step sends ripples that become memories: - Her standing on this very ziggurat, refusing to kneel to the Sky Court.

They all look at Mom likes she's crazy before assessing us over. "I thought Bane-" "Long story, will explain it all later." Mom says, interrupting the pretty lady. She rolls her eyes at Mom before turning to, what we assume, her mate. The man stands there with a stoic face, though you can see a glint of humour behind his eyes. "Theo, this is Charlotte and her mate James. Charlotte is the Witches Queen, while James is the Rogue King. Then that is Gabriel, and he's the Dragons King." Mom says, pointing towards everyone. We nod our heads and smile at everyone.

He asked in a teasing manner. She wanted to throw her macaron at him, but recalling Agathus’ warning voice she held back with a frown. Alastair was glad to see that Alexis didn’t return his behaviour with a smile. ‘I should give Agathus that bonus’ he thought with a smile. ‘But more importantly…’ he frowned, knowing how difficult goblin infestations were to control. Countless deaths had been at the hands of those extremely small but strong beings. A goblin was the result of a feral dwarf. They lose their mind and shy away from the sun and then their skin changes colour and they attack any humans on sight.

"he said The goblin explains even feather he told Eros that they service under one Queen that have baby for them. The Queen is worship by the male goblin and doesn't need sex contacts To have a baby. The Gobling are seen as slaves to the other goblin. The other pure breed is seen as noblemen. The slave can't have kids from the Queen.400 years ago there was a war and the pure breed worn. Now the gobbling wants revenge they have taken over a few land around the area of werewolf and vampire.

I felt his lips turn up into a smile against my skin as he let out a low chuckle. "I haven't even shown you how cruel I can be."I let out a frustrated sigh before pushing away from him. He was right; I did have needs, and no one here was making it worth my while. "I Dela Greyhill, Queen of the Dark realm. Accept your terms and agree to your payment." I groaned. I went to give him the jar, but he shook his head. He reached for my hand and placed a finger in his mouth. He bit down on the tip allowing blood to drip down it before placing it in his mouth again, sucking up the blood. His hands glided under my ass and lifted me before grabbing my legs and wrapping them around his waist.

the imp asked and everyone nodded and hummed with a mixed expression. the goblin knew everyone was waiting for him to talk and do he did , well for the past few years I have been observing some people including the royals , I found it so tempting that they had put a stranger in to the kingdom..why didnt the queen and queen chose one if the creatures to take them in to the kingdom if they really loved babies ...but one day from a far I was passing by but was met with the sight of a very beautiful little girl with shining bright eyes and she glowed and reeked of power ...

I shook my head as I pulled my phone out and watched her and Heth come into the house and make some lunch. She had developed into a beautiful woman. Her long black hair hung down to her perfect ass. She had put some red highlights in it and I loved it. She stood at five eight but she was the perfect height for me. Her eyes though they really caught your attention. They were like the perfect shade of blue I have ever seen. When I stared into them I have to pull myself back or I would be lost in them. I closed the app on my phone and put it back in my pocket. Heth truly was the only person I did trust with her. He knew my dirty little fantasy's about making her mine. I knew he would protect he

Furthermore, she was telling stories about how expensive the jewels Alan brought to her were. Her ugly voice was able to reach my ears even when I was far away from her. I blame it on the werewolves' super senses. The moment the Queen was done introducing me to all those she knows, I took the chance to escape her hold. I'm not trying to be rude, but all of this isn't my kind of thing.

I looked at my guards, who nodded as we made our way through the forest, hoping the distance would be shorter, following the figures and hopefully catching up to them before the Goblins do. If that is who the Goblin army is after, then I must bring them back to my father. We were able to get closer, but they were fast. I could make out glimpses of their appearance. Each one looked so different from the other. A woman with long white hair was yelling at them to keep going. She looked like a ghost the way she moved and drifted through the trees. “The Goblins are closing in. What do you want to do?” Ezryn asked as he assessed the situation.