Lady To Queen Manga Novels & Stories

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

Kiyiya shot the maid a look. "How do you know that?!" The maid raised her eyes. "Yes,my lady.The Queen is really dead.We tried to resuscitate her but it was too late when we..we realized she wasn't breathing anymore." Kiyiya stood rooted to spot. Her purple skin was enough evidence.She stared at Nina's cold face. "No..take her back into the room." Kiyiya ordered. However,the maids didn't move an inch. She gazed at them "I said take her back!"

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

Like sisters, maybe? “Pshaw,” the queen flicked a wrist and the sirens around her cringed back, “This is nothing. That infernal bird riled everyone up again. We had to do something.” “You mean the Lightning Bird, Astrapi?” said Ilyria. The queen’s eyes widened. “Delightful,” she said, walking toward Ilyria. Ilyria sensed Madame Skia’s panic but stood her ground. Up close the queen was disconcerting. Her flesh hung grey and loose but her eyes were sharp and of a quite beautiful mauve hue, edged in long dark lashes. “I smell it on her,” she said, sniffing Ilyria. She turned to Madame Skia. “Have she and the bird been … intimate yet?”

“I want you to be Lisa’s maid.” “Yes, my queen.” “Not just that. I want you to feed her this.” “Ah! My queen.” “Are you rejecting my offer, Lily?” I asked. “Before you answer, take a look down.” She glanced at Linda, who was still naked and covered in blood and bruises. “I’m sure you don’t want to end up like her, do you?” Lily trembled and fell to her knees. “No, my queen. I don’t want to end up like her, please.”

Mara wouldn’t be likely to find me here, at least not right away, giving me a little time to read unbothered. I settled down, brushing the leaves and pine needles off the bench, then opened the book on my lap and continued to read where I had left off last night. The chapter on documented reincarnation accounts was dense and slow-going in places, and a lot of it still didn’t apply to my situation in any direct way. But I kept reading, skimming over the sections that seem irrelevant. I was about three quarters of the way through the chapter when I turned the page and found the heading: “The Lycan Princess and the Throne of Ashmoore.”

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

She groaned and managed to get herself up on her knees. She lifted her head up and hovered her eyes around where she was. This is the Vampire Lord's throne room. The Vampire Lord's men filled the room, gazing down at Luna. She looked at them all, then back at the Vampire Lord and Cecilia. "I can see you're admiring my place. You can't help but feel jealous that it's better than your lover's place," The Vampire Lord bragged. Katrina growled at the Vampire Lord. She attempted to charge at him, but was pinned down by a Vampire. Making her stay back on her knees.

Her fingers partly let go of the rolled paper, exposing its contents to her mate as she held up the edge for him to look at. “Who is this, Your Majesty?” Kaiden opened his mouth, and she suddenly cut in, “You’d better not lie to me.” Kaiden sighed; his head fell forward, and when he looked back up again, he had a resigned expression on his face. His gaze fell on the portrait, staring at the woman in it, her eyes full with joy and her cheeks coming out from how hard she smiled. “She’s Kyra. My Queen Kyra.”

The weight in the air? It was suffocating. “I’m done with riddles,” I snarled. “Show yourself.” The mirror shimmered. A woman stepped through, barefoot, wearing a gown of ash and ember. Her skin glowed like obsidian carved by lightning. “I am the first queen,” she whispered. “The Flame that bore the line.” Lily’s breath hitched. “You’re supposed to be dead.” “Flame does not die. It waits. It chooses.” Her gaze slid to Logan. “And it has chosen again.”