Lestat Queen Of The Damned นิยาย & เรื่องราว

the seer half whispered. “This is not my mate, Sameen. She died in my arms, and I buried her with our child. I don't know what gibberish you're speaking, but this… this is a human pet brought by the pet hunter,” I scoffed, turning to walk away. I had had enough of the rubbish she was spouting. “You felt it, Damien. Your mate is dead, but this is a reincarnation of her. The one the moon goddess has given you for a second chance. I don't know why, but she is the one,” the seer insisted, her voice earnest.

The elder asks. "I do." Erica replies without hesitation. "With that being said, I now pronounce you as the new Luna Queen of the werewolves." The elder declares while putting a gorgeous crown on top of Erica's head. Alpha King Jacob stands from his place and walks towards his mate before engulfing her in a loving hug. Both then turn their heads towards the crowd and wave their hands before declaring that everyone should enjoy the party. "Congratulations dear." Damian, the former alpha king says looking proud. "Thank you, Damian." Erica replies politely.

My legs shook with fear as I quickly tried to explain, "That's not my responsibility. I'm just a delivery person." He got impatient. Suddenly, he grabbed me and threw me onto the bed. "I don't care about that. You are the woman they sent to me. You're so beautiful, just like a doll." I was so terrified that I almost burst into tears, thrashing and fighting with everything I had. He violently tore open my top with both hands, popping off several buttons and exposing my lace-trimmed bra. "My, my, black lace, eh? I can tell you're a wild one just by looking at you."

I turned around and grabbed her by the wrist. "Let me go. I hate you Damion. Why did you do that? I hate you." She was still struggling to get away from me so I bent down and threw her over my shoulder. She was kicking and screaming and I was loving every moment of it. She was only sixteen though and I would never do anything to her. Not until she was of age. Present day.. She's of age now Damion now what? Are you just going to sit and watch her from a distance because that's what you promised. I shook my head as I pulled my phone out and watched her and Heth come into the house and make some lunch.

I clenched my fists as pain lanced through my mind. Images flashed. I saw Helen smiling, laughing, and touching me. I also saw Clarissa falling, blind, and abandoned. My own hands were pushing Clarissa away and cold words were spilling from my lips. My breath hitched. I saw Helen behind a curtain of black smoke, her fingers glowing with silver light. I saw her weaving threads of illusion around my head while I slept. Whispers in my dreams and false memories were planted like seeds. "She poisoned your mind with longing," Camelia said. Her voice sounded distant, like a wind through trees. "She planted doubt in your soul, made you mistrust the one who holds your destiny."

But he had also taken money from the Lorenzis. Fed them movements. Timelines. Access codes. He’d told himself it was survival. Amara called it betrayal. They were in the old vineyard outside Palermo. The air thick with dusk. Cicadas screaming. A small circle had gathered — Amara’s lieutenants, her generals, Cassian, Luca. And at the center: the Queen. Dressed in black. No crown. No veil. Just eyes like sharpened obsidian and a heart carved colder than stone.

"S​he is my pr​i‌ze to disman​tle. Sh​e humiliated our intelligence app​aratus‌." "S‌he p‍layed us both, Mother," Damie​n cou⁠ntered, h‌is gaze never leavin⁠g Celest​e's face. Ther​e was a strange, terrifying spark‌ in his​ dark ey‌es—not just rage, b‌ut‍ a twisted, d​ark fascinat‍ion. He had spent week‍s huntin‌g a p⁠h​antom, sleepless nights obse‍s​sing over the‌ i‌nvis‍ible girl who had breached his i⁠n‌ner sanctu‌m. To find her here, holding​ the ke⁠ys to his family’s⁠ crow​n je⁠we‍l, wa‌s a profound‍ shock to his system. "But she f⁠orgot one fundame⁠ntal rule of‌ the‍ Vane estate. Nothing leaves this house without‌ my permission."

My body was burning, and my eyes were filled with rage. "Now just leave me alone." I struggled to say it. "Hah, I always get what I want, and I want you right now. You should consider yourself fortunate that I chose you "I was just restraining myself from slapping him when he started laughing. Lucky my foot, huh. Coming even closer to my face, he said, "you are just mine, and you are going to be my queen very soon, just imbibe these words in your head, and I will do anything to make this happen."

he grits out, trying to control his own anger. “Tell yourself what you need, but I will not subject my people to your kind as their King,” I snap, taking a breath before I speak again. “I, Aylin Adelaide Allaneo, Queen of the Underworld, reject you, Damon Marcellus Basso as my mate and King,” I say hastily before he can stop me again. Pain like nothing I have ever felt before shoots through my chest, cracking open my soul as I stagger but refuse to fall to my knees and scream. I grit my teeth as Damon falls to his knees, his hand on his chest.

he said, and pushed inside her in one smooth thrust that made them both groan. He set a steady rhythm, deep and thorough and absolutely focused on her pleasure. Each thrust hit something perfect inside her, and Eve felt another orgasm building impossibly fast. "Look at me," Damian ordered. Eve's eyes opened and locked on his. "You're going to walk into that Court in two weeks and remind everyone exactly who you are," Damian said, his pace never faltering. "The Queen who changed their world. The woman who made them bend. The most powerful succubus they've seen in generations." His hand slid between them, finding her clit. "Say it."