Lion Queen Novels & Stories

Once again the cackling emitted from the queen's mouth as she bellowed, "You don't need to apologize to me, my dear, but I'm sure these young ladies will want one after I'm done with them. The Luna Queen shifted into her wolf form, the shade of dark charcoal. Her emerald eyes bore through the slits of her eyelids. She pivoted her head and sharply turned it at Emma, raising her left paw, slicing with her talons at the innocent girl's throat. Immediately, Chelsea shrieked at a harrowing decibel and took off running towards the entryway. The queen even taunted, giving her a few seconds' head start, and then darted over the princess' powder-white bedspread, tearing it to shreds with her talons,

He growled at me. "Both of you, shut up!" Luna Queen growled at us. "No one is dying today. Do you hear me? Bryce doesn't even think of touching a hair on her head. If you ever touch her, I will kill you myself." She warned "...and you!" She turned to look at me, and I immediately bowed down. "Bryce is not only your husband but your Alpha, addresses him as one. Instead of you two fighting you should be figuring out how you are going to give me a heir tonight, which is not negotiable" she said the last part the minute our mouths were about to open.

Mom said, giving me a soft smile. "We" She said pointing to me then herself. "Are of the oldest Luna Queen blood line. The one blood line that is said to have been born from the moon goddess herself” She said a soft smile on her lips. "True Luna queen blood lines can not be cursed for long, Curses will weaken and the moongoddess ensures our bloodline is continued. We are strong and powerful, Though the part of the curse that blocked me from my lycan tried it did not fully succeed."

The mantle of Luna Queen is not just a title-it is my destiny, to shepherd my family and protect the sanctity of the werewolf world from the encroaching darkness. An owl hoots from the branches above, its call a solemn ode to the night. I tilt my head back, allowing the cool air to caress my face, a momentary reprieve from the intensity that simmers within. There is a balance to maintain, a delicate dance between the ferocity of the wolf and the rationality of the queen. It is a balance I must master if I am to lead with both compassion and conviction.

He explains. “We will kneel in suits before an infant and swear to remain loyal as she becomes the Queen Regent of all Beasts. The Lycans will be brought to an end. They will have us only mating to those fated to us. LycanBears, LycanFoxes, our current queen is a wolf.” I snarl in disgust. “Lycan could rise in protest,” He tells me. “We are not strong enough, too many remain loyal to the progressive piece of shit!” I snap.

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

the old woman prompted. "Yes," responded Nadine, a woman with dark hair and a physique that exuded strength and agility, reminiscent of a warrior or a seasoned fitness instructor. Standing at 170 cm, her muscular frame was accentuated by the simple dark singlet she wore. "Luna Queen class refers to a special group of destined Lunas meant to support the Alpha King. Typically, they are bound to their own destined Alphas. However, if their destined Alpha perishes or is slain, these Lunas have the autonomy to choose which Alpha King candidate to support. They can even align with a non-destined Alpha from their own pack, aiding him in his quest to become the Alpha King.

Each movement was filled with affection and warmth, a silent expression of their bond and connection. Satisfied, the lynx stepped back from his mate, allowing John to take in the scene around them. Annie, in her petite fox form, stood gracefully next to a majestic lion—Michael, with his lush mane was the emblem of the king of the jungle, his amber eyes steady on John. Annie's bushy tail wagged with excitement as her greenish-yellow eyes met John's lynx gaze, a silent exchange of camaraderie and mutual respect.

I hope I didn't get myself into too much trouble my first day here. What a way to start things off. "And you, where did you run off to?" The black lion, a very rare breed indeed and thought to be extinct from the earth realm sidled over to my side looking sheepish. "He likes the flowers princess. Whenever he walks in the garden he goes into a daze and it's hard to get him out." "Oh really? You know him pretty well huh."

Those green eyes darted towards me for a fraction of a moment and then resumed their prowl on others. "The she-lion or the lionesses are attracted only to those lions who have the aura of dominance surrounding them. A Queen never likes a weak king. The lion, on the other hand, wants his mate to be submissive in every way possible, and she must submit only to her mate and no one else. It's not easy to find a mate, either. The lion fights for his mate, and he never stops until and unless he gets what he wants." He paused as his eyes made their way to me again, forcing me to look away.