Jolene The Plunder Queen Novels & Stories

She declares, “I don’t want any problems so we will make our way out of here. Thank you and we will remember you when I become queen.” They all gasp in shock and Vlad explains, “ Jolene here will be the queen of the werewolves, and I will be the king of the vampires.” The alpha forces himself to bow down. It’s obvious that is not something that he wants to do, but he knows that he must. Jolene shows her appreciation, but rushes to leave. Vlad is unloaded, “Jolene, wait up!” Jolene doesn’t slow her speed down, “We need to get out of here!”

The only one to not have confessed looks down and starts to cry. “I was supposed to get the silver and wolfsbane,” Jolene admits. “I have the wolfsbane plant at home. I live alone, so it was easy to hide. The silver was coming from a human supplier. I ordered it as a human jewelry maker.” “Your sentence will be longer than the others,” Oliver orders. Oliver mindlinks Rhys and two other warriors. “Take them to the cells. Kristi gets three days, Sonia five days, and Jolene gets three weeks. The three of you return here, we need to go to Jolene’s house once they are secure.”

“Yes! It’s like all light comes from her.” “So do you think that’s how the other’s found out about her?” I asked. “Absolutely! You couldn’t walk down the same street as her without knowing. If any of them saw her they would instantly know. When you can see her she just shines.” “We have no right to keep her here, if she is the Queen. She’s an orphaned rogue, what do we even do about that.” I said to her. Miss Evens smiled. “I have an solution to that problem. You see WE can’t really do anything about that but thanks to that big heart of yours I do know someone who can.” Her smile getting bigger.

--- ~Maya’s Pov~ I watched them take Damon, and I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. Selene was dead. The Queen—my friend, the wolf who'd saved us all from being rogues forever—was lying on the throne room floor in a pool of blood, her eyes open and empty. And Damon, the strongest Alpha I had ever known, had just… given up. “What about the rest?” someone asked Valen. “The warriors are now prisoners of war. The women and children will be sent to labor camps. Anyone who resists will be killed,” Valen said casually. “And find the traitors—Victor and Kael. They get their rewards.”

The same place I found this she-wolf. After we stole Ryker's sister from Red Moon I decided to go back and look at their prisons roster. There were many wolves that didn't appear to be hard criminals, deserving a life sentence of beatings and filth. Especially not the warrior goddess we took. As I approached the last cell I watched intently at the lean women with her long blond hair in tight braids. She was the image of a Viking Queen. I thought how perfectly her ass fit in the black yoga pants and how scrumptious her large breast were in a grey sports bra as I followed her body moving up and down in push ups. Much better then the oversized dirty shirt and slacks from her previous prison.

Sirens wailed in the distance they were too late. They hit the alley running A black van screeched to block their path. Door slid open. Inside was Victor Kane’s former head of security dead for weeks smiling like he had never left. “Get in,” he said. “The Queen’s ride is here.” Aurora didn’t hesitate She climbed in, Lila enter right behind her. As the van drove away, the safe house collapsed in on itself, a controlled implosion that left nothing but burning rubble. Lila stared at Aurora. “You planned that? She asked

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.

Intense pleasure swept through her entire body, as if all her senses were concentrated wherever the man’s large hands touched her, constantly stirring up wave after wave of lust. While Adrian greedily lapped up the juices from her honeyed mouth and bit down hard on the tip of her tongue, he savored the soft, supple, and slippery feel of her breast flesh in his hands. Her entire nipple had been tormented until it was as hard as a pebble, standing firm and lasciviously erect against her round, full breast. Seeing this, Adrian bit down on Sarah’s tongue and murmured hoarsely, “Are you really this slutty?”

"I can't believe she talked about short-term gains when she's obviously sleeping with a married man. How disgusting!" "Jojo," Tatiana signaled, reminding her that Dylan was with them. Jolene sighed. "What company are you going to sign with? You really need it." "The Kings company." Hearing Tatiana’s response, Jolene choked on her saliva and began to cough. She quickly grabbed the water and drank from it. "Such a drama queen. Weren't you the one who said I was good enough?" Jolene's cheeks burned red. "No, I just wasn’t expecting it. You deserve it."

Step two: Use Adrian to sign off the last of Castillo shares. Step three: Remove Adrian. Step four: Rewrite the legacy her family stole from her. Jolene may have worn the crown. But she would wear the ashes like jewels. And that would be her empire.