Killer Queen Requiem Novels & Stories

Ryker says, almost as proud as I am. The elder greets us and whispers. "Shall we begin?" She nods, and he turns to address the crowd. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today to witness the crowning of the new Queen of the Southern Werewolf Kingdom and her ascending to the throne. And with her, the ascending of Lady Jessica as the new Female Beta." He says, and the crowd cheers.

The Queen looked toward him slowly. Emotion flickered across her face so fast it hurt to witness. “I couldn’t leave yet.” God. The grief in those words nearly cracked the room apart by itself. Kael glanced awkwardly between everyone. “I suddenly feel extremely underqualified to be here.” Reasonable. The First Queen’s attention returned to me. “You awakened the full bloodline.” Not a question. I nodded slowly. “And remade the seals.” Another nod. Her expression tightened briefly. “I hoped that would never happen again.”

The right state council let out a deep breath, “The Queen promised to set everything right and she did in her own way” The right state council scoffed, “Everyone believed that it was the Queen mother who killed Skylar but it was actually the Queen.” “What are you saying? Do you mean Grandma didn’t kill Skylar?” I questioned, “Was it the Queen who killed Skylar?” The right state council nodded his head, “Why didn’t mother want them to be together? And why did the Queen mother forbid the name if she didn’t have anything to do with the killing?”

Maybe the incubus who taught me about our people was right, concubae were heartless bitches. When she left the bathroom, I got up to get ready for the day. She stopped me with a gentle hand on my chest. I looked down at my tiny mate as she gazed up at me through her lashes. I knew I’d win her over. She just had to see how much better I was than the fucking wolf king. “Don’t take too long. I want to get the kitchen cleaned up before your dragon gets here with my harem candidates.” She whispered. “Sure.” I responded as she turned to the door to leave my room. “Don’t forget your robe.”

At those words, Zayden starggard backwards, Erika immediately trying to hold him from falling. Zayn didn't move from his spot, he was just staring straight at the doctor, as if he had lost his sense of hearing and listening. Erika bit her lips to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. Their mother was dead. "But how can she die?! She is the Lycan queen!" It was Daphne saying and tears already drenched her face. The doctor sighed and replied, "The Queen was poisoned with a demon orchid before, we managed to remove some of it from her body, but this attack on on her again suddenly triggered the poison's effect and that was how the sharp silver stones from the chandel

Caspian introduced him before turning to me. "Zeke, this is Luciana Archenbow. My mate and the Queen of Vampires. Otherwise known as the Killer Queen." Zeke stood dumbfounded for a second before averting his gaze from me and instead settled it on the floor. He bowed deeply. "Your Majesty!"

I sighed and shook my head as the reality of his words sunk in. “Exactly. Not only that, you are to be Queen of the dragons which gives you claim to all that the dragons have. Which is a substantial amount. The Island is hidden and just for dragons, but our mainland claim is in Europe and it is extensive. You have effectively become the most powerful leader the supernatural world has seen in a very long time. The black wolf wasn’t wrong in saying you are important. You indeed are, A Queen, an Alpha and a Luna.” Cadmus said as he watched all of us from behind the desk, pacing the floor slowly as he talked. “So…the council already sees her and by extension us as a threat doesn’t it?” Laris ask

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

Her lips curved , not in a smile, but something deeper. Something ancient. “My name…” she said quietly, stepping closer. “Is Cercie Bloodburn.” The name hit me like thunder. My breath left my lungs violently. Bloodburn. The name from fairy tales. From forbidden lore. From bedtime stories meant to warn children about monsters in the dark. The Thunderstorms. I laughed weakly. “Right. And I’m the Queen of the Stars.” She stopped directly in front of me. Close enough that I could feel heat radiating from her body.

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.