Mage And Demon Queen Novels & Stories

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

"Well since you know how dangerous I can be, let me introduce myself. I am the Dragon Queen. This is my palace. Thorne is my mate. You are nothing. A bitch from the past who has overstayed her welcome. If you ever cross my path again, if you ever speak to me again, you will get more than a burned neck. Do you understand?" I released her. She stumbled back, clutching her red, blistered neck, her face pale with terror. She couldn't even speak. She just turned and ran down the hallway. I closed the door, my heart pounding, but my hand was steady. Later that night, I stood by my window. The air was cool on my skin. She deserved it, Veylara said, her voice satisfied. She challenged us, Seris agre

The beast recoiled from its light. She smiled. Good. Let it learn limits. But even as she thought it, doubt flickered. Because something else had begun. A pulling. Not the beast. Something older. Deeper. From the east. The vampire empire. Her mother’s voice—Queen Isolde Valcour—whispered across impossible distance, carried on blood magic. Daughter. What have you done? Elara did not answer. Not yet. Instead, she walked back into the palace, through halls of ruin and kneeling subjects, until she reached the queen’s solar.

She was one of the notorious mages and recently she topped the Academy and claimed the Archimage throne. “C’mon. I am not going to eat her. Also we need her for the ritual. I have to—” I looked at her and it was enough for her to shut up. “Don’t make me repeat myself. Anyone who dares to approach her with ill intention… you will have to go through me first.” The air turned heavy and cold as nobody dared go against my words. Lazarus glanced over us but his attention went back to his device. Mother Queen, on the other hand, cleared her throat and looked at me.

Rain opened the huge mahogany doors with all her strength and in stepped my grandmother, Cecelia Von Speltsper. Lady Cecelia, or grapy, as I liked to call my grandmother, was the woman who found me. She said she had been out riding when a ray of light fell from the sky and there I was. I don’t know if that story was true or if it was made up to cover my origin as a hybrid, but she was the one who discovered I had the mark of a phoenix on my back and that I was to be the next Demon King. Lady Cecelia was King at the time and none of her five sons and two daughters had the mark.

Hell, he needs more time to enjoy his family and be a better King! The Demon Realm, is his weakness. He can’t fail there, or they would be released upon earth. Imagine how that burden can weigh heavily on any being. As a Dark Witch, with dark magic lingering through my whole body, I should be able to fix an imperfection in the world that demons escape through. Right? We must be able to do something about it! We don’t need his birth mother! I’ve studied many demon spells too, I KNOW, I can do something!

It shattered against his shoulder, throwing him off balance long enough for me to close the distance. In one fluid motion, I disarmed him, the gun skittering across the floor. I grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, slamming him face-first into the wall. Blood dripped from his nose, and his eyes burned with rage. "W-who the heck are you?" he sputtered, struggling to rise. Releasing him, I let him stumble to the floor, gasping for air. I chuckled, brushing my hair out of my face. "Just a random pretty lady," I said nonchalantly. "Although, my fans call me the Queen of Doom. Can you believe that? What a ridiculous nickname. Personally, I’d have gone with..."

I said, which made her eyes widened. “I can't believe that you love a demon, Jace. She's a threat to the entire werewolves.” Jace just shook his head from what Liezel had uttered. It seems like he's not interested in whatever she's been saying. “Margaux is not a demon, Liezel, for your information. She's better than what you think and whatever plays inside of your little brain is not true. Margaux is a daughter of Damon, but it doesn't mean that she's already a demon.”

“Lock her up!” Mare stopped fighting as the men dragged her like a sack of grain into her room, bolted it, locked it, and even stood guard at the door. Two men had been stationed in her room. She approached the bed with Hegi behind her feeling elated despite her imprisonment in her chambers. She ordered a dragon. Her voice and words brought a mighty beast of the old world under her command! But where had those words come from? She wondered. “What you did…” Hegi was breathless.

She slammed a book on the coffee table in front of me causing me to flinch. "Sorry, I forgot. Werewolf hearing," she said sheepishly, "Now let's see. There is something about you here, about your dark magic powers, all the answers and special abilities." "Did you say dark magic?" "Yes, Emerald after me you are the next queen of dark magic, more stronger and to open that chapter of your life ,first you have to break the curse." I was the next queen of dark magic, ,unbelievable, now I have always wondered why I was able to remove the evil out of people which wasn't one if the special abilities of a werewolf.