Killer Queen Requiem Novels & Stories

How their supposedly dead Alpha King suddenly came back alive, and now he seems to have a queen who is none other than Kyra. "Alpha Ruric, did you attend my funeral yesterday?" Kaiser inquired camly. Ruric looked troubled. And finally Kyra recovered from the shock of getting caught with Kaiser. 'Let go of me. Everyone is watching' she muttered in his head. 'Let them. What's the harm? You are my queen, remember?' he replied too camly. She didn't had to know that he is a sly Lycan. "You are alive?" finally Sharon opened her mouth.

At a glance, it seemed they had materialized from thin air but then I noticed they’d been standing at the sides all along, still as statues blending in with the hall’s decorations. “For contempt against the throne, I, Alpha King Killian the First, sentence Dowager Queen Cordelia to de – “ A scream rent the air, cutting off his words. “I’ll kneel!” The words were wrenched out of the queen followed by a burst of bitter and chilling laughter. “If the king asks me to kneel, who am I not to kneel?” With grace and dignity, she gathered her flowing apparel and lowered herself to her knees. Murmurs broke out around the hall. Some people gasped and others dared to point at the queen on her knees. I c

When they’re done, King Eldric approaches the pyre, casting one last longing look at the only son he ever had before he places a crown on his chest and retraces his steps. The Queen Mother Seraphina finally makes an appearance just before the funeral ceremony concludes, flanked by her maids. She’s dressed in the color of mourning—a plain gray gown, her face covered in a netted veil. Her maids direct her, and her feet tremble as she makes her way to the pyre. At one point she collapses, eliciting united gasps from the crowd. Ruelle rushes to help her to her feet. Sobbing, she hovers her hands through empty air before she finds Kian’s face. She kisses his forehead, mumbling a silent prayer to

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."

"The Queen of all Queens has passed along. She is now reunited with our father." "We should inform the Kingdom." Alistair said as he hugged our sisters to him. "I shall announce it." Julian said. We all followed him out, he picked up the cane mother had used for the last few years as she had begun to struggle to walk. We lined up along the balcony and he banged the cane on the marble floor bringing a stop to the orchestra and making all the Alpha's and Luna's and their pack members turn to us, along with our children." Julian cleared is throat. "It is with great regret that I must announce, Her Royal Highness, Queen Kari Marit Doyle, the Queen of all Queens and our mother, has taken her last

The light flickered and died, leaving behind a pile of grey ash on the table. Silence followed. A heavy, suffocating silence. "One mate must fall?" My voice was a whisper. I looked from Kai’s stony expression to Ryder’s pale face. "What does that mean? A sacrifice? Does... does one of you have to die for me?" "It’s a riddle, Jess," Ryder said, though he wouldn't meet my eyes. He reached out, his fingers brushing the back of my hand, but for the first time, his touch felt cold. "Old lore. They used to say the Queen’s power was fueled by the grief of her lovers. It’s just... it's just words."

Knowing what was going on in his mind, she leaned her face towards his, and he could smell the mildewy and sickly passage of her breath. "Welcome buddy," she said, jabbing him. In his thoughts, he was at ease as he gobbled up Kate like food and killed Jackson, flashing him a happy expression. Jackson will fall, the Latina queen murmured to Ken as she stood by the mirror and used it to visualize him. Ken nodded excitedly, eager to witness Jackson crying out in pain for having hurt him so severely. Queen Latina chuckled more loudly and suddenly as she vanished, leaving only her voice behind: "I'll come tonight."

flash in his. “It is NOT my fault my father, YOUR King, was a man whore! I did not ask for this bullshit but hey if the shoe fits, wear it right? So here I am bitch! If you have a problem with me or my wolf, we will be on the training grounds until lunch.” I looked away from Koda who had looked past me to Jax, probably questioning if I could challenge him like that or not. I had everybody’s eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted. “That goes for anybody else here who does not think I’m worthy enough. Rather you like it or not I will be your Queen soon enough and you will all bow to me. Maybe once I rip a few of your throats out, you will learn to tread carefully.”

"You said you’d see me! You said to kill him! How do I kill the dead?" Silence. The regal figure of her father did not materialize. The warmth was gone. In its place was a rhythmic, haunting vibration—a low-frequency hum that seemed to come from the very roots of the world. She turned, her breath hitching. Along the jagged, misty tree line stood a row of shadows. Dozens of women, draped in heavy, ink-black cloaks, their faces obscured by hoods. As one, they raised their heads. Their eyes were not just blue; they were burning, sapphire suns that pierced through the gloom. They didn't speak with mouths, but their voices began to weave together in a dissonant, ancient chant—the McKinnley Requie

He rose from his seat, leaned in and placed a tender kiss on her forehead, whispering tender farewell to her. He wiped at his teary eyes and although they were red with rage and from crying hard. There were no more tears, no more weakness, and no more trying. The Queen was dead, and hell birthed.