Killer Queen Requiem Novels & Stories

I put down my ponytail hair and continued, “Hmmm, maybe you are right, I was a little bit influenced by Bryan, you know, I finished all the books he brought to me, those great myths, wolf history, poems, Oh! And a few romance novels. “ ”Stop your great speech and go to the shower.” Levi walked toward the door, and I hurried to follow. “Come on, Levi, it is not wrong with books. You are a knight for me, aren’t you? Besides, Mother won’t choose me for the next queen, right?” I spoke casually, but he suddenly stopped and turned to ask me, “How did you know?” His tone was a bit strict. “Everyone knows, Kate almost done all the paperwork for Mother these three months. She already took the respon

When he was right in front of her, he took a knee too. “Long live the new Queen of Assassins,” said Nathan. “Long live the new Queen of Assassins!” the crowd in the restaurant echoed. “What the fuck is this?” Keira asked, letting go of Aaron's hand as she stepped forward to pull Nathan back up. “Madz is dead, Keira. I know you said you were out, but if it's not you, then Kate's coup will finally be successful.” Keira looked out into the crowd, into the eyes of The House of Dormer's most influential allies, young and old, all taking a knee, the way they used to for Madz. She willed herself not to look back at Aaron.

“Don’t do this to me. Not you. Not our baby.” Kali’s lashes flutter weakly, her lips parting in a soundless plea. Jack pulls her tighter, rocking her against his chest as if his strength alone could keep her tethered. His head tips back, and his roar this time isn’t fury. It’s grief. It shakes the trees. It shakes the sky. And still, the Queen’s body remains motionless, her spirit gone.

KEILAH My knees trembled beneath me. The Queen’s words echoed again and again in my mind like a bell tolling for the dead. She’s out there. Alive. My mother—alive? I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it hurt. But before I could ask anything, before I could reach for that sliver of impossible hope, the Queen’s face twisted into something crueler. Colder. “Tomorrow, you’re going to watch me kill the vampire and the wolf.”

She fought, but they were too many of them. Queen Eleanor was killed and the rogue lycans and werewolves retreated into the woods. King Kanyon found his naked wife lifeless in a pool of her own blood. He was never the same again. He memorized all of their scents, and he used the last thirteen years to hunt them down so he could torture and kill every last one of them, all except for one. No one was willing to disclose the identity of the person responsible for orchestrating the hit on his wife, until he crossed paths with Retford Dooms, a rogue lycan who had been trading with werewolves for many years.

“Listen to me, Ryker. My life…my soul…is bound to the curse. I was the one who forged this bond. I will be the one to end it. You…you must live. You must lead our pack.” Tears streamed down Ryker’s face as he held her. “You don’t have to do this. There has to be another way.” Selene shook her head. “There isn’t. Not if we want to protect everyone. Not if we want to end this darkness once and for all.” The Keeper’s voice resonated through the chamber: “A queen’s sacrifice…rare and powerful. Proceed, Luna Queen.” Selene knelt before the altar, her body trembling with emotion. Ryker knelt beside her, hands clasped in hers. The moonlight seemed to concentrate above them, as if the heavens themse

"There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen." A smile tugged at my lips. Wicked and sweet and cunning. No one would stand in my way, even if it took me years to get back what I had given up. For Katharine, I would lose it all. For my flesh and blood and the girl who had brought me back to life, I would kill and torture anyone. Even those I loved most. "Long may she reign." ***

A slow breath. A final decision. Romero’s voice was quiet when he spoke. Deadly. "Kill them all." Quinn’s breath hitched. "Romero—" "Every soul inside and outside this room. The secret dies with them." Quinn hesitated. Romero turned to face him fully, and his golden Alpha gaze burned. “I will not ask you again.” A tense silence. Then, finally— Quinn nodded. The order was given so he could do nothing but obey And one by one, the midwives, the healers, the guards—everyone who had seen what had happened here tonight—fell.

“Detective… I’ve been at school.” “I know.” “Then why would you even suggest that?” “Because,” he says quietly, “this killer is starting a war.” My stomach turns. “And somehow…” His voice tightens. “You’re standing in the middle of it.” I hang up slowly. Aretha is staring at me. “What happened?” I swallow. “Another body.” Aretha’s eyes sharpen. “Medusa again?” I nod slowly. “What message this time?” My voice feels strange when I answer. “The Queen is rising.”

Behind her, she didn't realize the 11 pairs of eyes following her, nor the shadow that snuck after her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Caliana shut the main door of the house, sneaking in quietly and going to her room. Making sure no one was awake, she let out a breath of relief as she closed her bedroom door. "Long night?" **Trigger warning. Skip if desired** Caliana jumped and nearly screamed at the sound of Seth's voice. Spinning around, she was suddenly pinned against her door by her throat, his firm hand squeezing the air out of her. Her hands gripped and scratched at his wrist, gasping softly for air. He leaned in close, his breath smelling of ale. "Your a little whore. Sneaking into