Long Live The Pumpkin Queen Novels & Stories

A he-wolf spoke up. “Yes.” Another shouted from another angle. “You're the best Queen we could ever ask for.” “The Queen one can only dream about and see in the movies.” Another said. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” Someone else yelled. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” Some of them chorused again, and then the entire multitude joined in. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” It was loud and mighty. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” It shook the grounds. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!”

The queen was beyond frustrated. She looked at the crowd and spoke in a serious tone, "I fear failure!!! But that doesn't mean I will deny failure. Now that we have lost three army members, we need to fasten up the process as we are lacking time." She announced, "In order to rectify my mistake, I shall take this worthless life and bring more into our cult." The crowd cheered on the announcement and without wasting another second, The queen dug her long sharp fangs in the neck of the man and drained him completely. The man fell back in shock but the queen wasn't satisfied.

Queenie glances at the clock on the wall, which reads a quarter past two. "It's two," Queenie says. "We close at six," the woman repeats, unbothered, "for people we like. For people we haven't decided about, we've been closed since this morning." She dots a line with a small flourish, and then, without the faintest change in tone, "Pumpkin, is the kettle on?" "On and warm for you, my heart," says the old man at the back, without breaking the rhythm of his pestle, and then, in the exact same gentle voice, to us: "Don't touch anything or I'll have to hurt you."

(Third Person – pov) Morning light spills gently into the eastern wing of the palace, soft and golden, touching everything it finds with warmth. Here, there is no sickness. No smoke. No fear. Only laughter. “Kiana, stand still!” The Queen’s voice carries across the chamber, firm but filled with affection. Kiana laughs, though she tries to obey, her hands lifting slightly as two attendants circle her, adjusting layers of fabric that seem to grow more complicated with each passing moment.

"We celebrate the return of our king and his mate our queen, by the power vested in me I hereby proclaim Axel Alamander our king and Lianna Redwoods our queen." The cheer continued with series of chants that shouted " long live the king." I felt so happy and so fulfilled. This is it, this is the life I was created to live not the one of hardship, worries and constantly being on the run and I will make sure that no one has to go through all of that.

While I… I sighed because Hayden had made me look seductive and more mature, too, especially with the fake small mole he drew on the bottom of my left eye’s outer corner and the upper corner of my right lips. “Hayden… and Char?” Livie was the one who asked. The rest laughed and welcomed us to sit. “Why do you guys look different?” Livie kind of complained. “Livie, Char is now the Alpha Queen, and Hayden is the King. They will be swarmed if people know they are here,” Luis explained gently and patiently to her. “That makes sense…” Livie nodded slowly. Their words made me speechless. When had I agreed to be the Alpha Queen?

Everyone did as told And he continues. “First I want to thank everyone who has come to celebrate this day with us. And we are happy to see so many packs here. As Elder Andrews told you I lost my fated mate. And so did the queen. When we found each other, we never thought that we would be here today. But we grew and healed together. And the day this beautiful Woman said yes to be my chosen mate, my wife, Luna, and queen. Was the happiest day of my life. It is with happiness and great love, that I announce that the Queen, is pregnant with our pup.”

The right-hand seat was for the Queen, who is no more, so it was empty. “Great creatures of the night!” exclaimed King Herod. “Great!” The whole crowd echoed in unison. “It's of great delight I welcome you all. Today marks the twentieth memorial of our dear Queen, my late wife, and Luna, Her Royal Majesty Maya knight. Even though she is not here with us, she continues to live in our hearts because we night creatures are destined to live forever.” Dad said as he addressed the crowd. The entire room was utterly quiet as only Dad's voice could be heard.

Looking at the endless darkness of the ocean, I couldn’t stop thinking how terrified my little Celeste must be at the bottom of the sea. As though I were a broken doll stripped of its soul, I stumbled step by step toward the water as if in a trance. A quick-acting police officer pulled me back, forcing me to return home under their watch. The entire villa was brightly lit, and the garden was adorned with flowers and decorations. Dressed in a pink princess gown with a crystal crown, Queenie Lane stood at the center of a lively crowd. My husband, Sutton Cook, stood by her side, lovingly holding her hand as they cut the cake. “Here’s to you growing another year older—may you always be safe and

Those who witnessed it understood the true meaning because it was the night a Queen was born to take her place amongst the Kings. As the applause continued, the women got to their feet, stamping and cheering loudly so that no one noticed the small figure slipping out of one of the side doors, hurrying away with a cell phone to their ear. ‘What happened?’ The voice on the other end of the phone asked, ‘She’s joining the Shadows.’ The woman said quietly. ‘Anything else?’ It was a low growl, and the woman felt her panties dampen. ‘Her Aunt is going to train her to be our Queen.’