Marceline The Vampire Queen Adventure Time Novels & Stories

“She called on Selene to help her. But how, I have never heard of anyone calling on a god like that before.” “Do you know many powerful witches?” Morag scoffed. “Some.” I said rather defensively. She made a strange sound at the back of her throat, scoffing in disbelief before continuing. “Melinda was a se’er as well as a powerful witch. She was able to see and hear things that no one else could. Calling on Selene would have been child’s play for her. Selene. Of course, was not happy to be commanded by a witch, but even she could see that this was no longer a matter for witches alone. Her being mated to a wolf, and the King of Wolves at that, posed a problem for her kind. Her followers who sh

ZANE I smelt the sweetest thing in this entire world! Freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.. I have never liked them but smelling them right now, I'm kinder drooling. 'Where is that smell coming from?' I asked myself following the scent which led me into the cafeteria. did madame Linda bake today? Madame Linda is a werewolf as well. Most of the students and teachers at school are and they belong to my pack well all werewolves do since I will be the new werewolf king as soon as I find my mate who I'm not looking forward to finding by the way.

“At least someone should stop working first, and then we can take turns-otherwise, I’m sure no one will be able to work tomorrow!” “But, Sir ... What if the young masters get angry?” asked Eli anxiously, despite the tired look on her face. “We could be sacked ....” Marcel was silent, at a loss for words. “Venya!” He rushed into the lab after successfully fiddling with the code on the door that Venya had applied. “Venya!” called Marcel again. “Yes, Marcel! One moment!” Venya who had fallen asleep now woke up haphazardly because of Marcel’s call in the middle of the dark night. She put on her cardigan, switched on the main light, and then came out of her sleeping room.

“Prince Regan asked me to lead you through this gloomy passage. How is the world is that considered Romantic?” “My father once told me that the former Lycan King had constructed a series of hidden tunnels so that he could meet his beloved without being caught on the cameras. If I am not wrong, there must be a waterfall at the end of this tunnel, right?” “This….” Ronald was rendered speechless for a moment. “There is indeed a waterfall at the end of the tunnel, but we won’t be going that way.” “That means we will be walking past the execution grounds before entering the main hall from the backdoor?”

​"Malphas is leaving. Escort them out. The treaty is signed and bound by blood." "Gladly," I mutter, standing up to my full height, letting my massive frame cast a shadow over the room. Cillian pushes off the pool table, sharply straightening the lapels of his designer jacket. "A pleasure as always, Prince," he sneers softly. "Enjoy your victory. And your human. I hope she's worth the price of admission." Little does he know she is no mere human, she is the Lycan Queen of Legend, one day she will lead us all.

He said "The Werewolf Queen is not a title. It is something that happens to you." I saw what happen to Esmeralda. I saw her turn creatures into dust with just a move of her hand. I saw her stand up to a King who had been using magic for a long time. He was very powerful.. She was not afraid of him. She is the powerful person I have ever met.. When I held her the other night she felt like a small bird. "Alpha?" I looked up. Marcus was standing in the doorway. He looked tired. His armor was dirty from working outside all morning.

“My necklaces! I can’t leave without them! And my crown, daddy said I could wear my crown! He –“ “Vivianna!” I bite out, grasping for her hand, though she pulls it out of my reach. “There is no time!” Time. Time. God, how much time has passed!? Surely, surely not more than five minutes – I grab again for Vivi’s hand and catch it this time. She screeches as I pull her with me to the door – Coco lets out a howl too, echoing her distress – “Vivi, this is not –“

I don't know but I was expecting a bitter old woman here, but seems as I was wrong as I was met with sure beauty. I tore my eyes away from the enigmatic witch as quickly as I could, as Marcel who sat besides me reach out to hold my hands. The silence was broken by the vampire king as he said. "So now, we are all here. Let's get down to he business of the day then" he said with a wine glasses on his hands which he takes a skip from. "So this is a Alexis, she is into posion and antidote kind of stuff" he continued "You mean to say she is a witch?" Marcel brurted out harshly.

There is no sense in running out there without knowing what we are running into, that just leads to mistakes, not something our vampyre friend concerns himself with. Marcel doesn’t hesitate for even a split second before disappearing out of the chamber and back up the tunnel in a blur of black. The cloak he always wears whips about behind him as we stand in awe of his speed. I don’t think any of us have seen him move so fast, he has been holding back in his morning ritual of racing the little ones. “What exactly is happening?” I calmly ask my middle son as we jog up the tunnel and into the house. I know Imelda’s shield will keep rogues out of our territory, but that doesn’t mean the pups won

she said to me, and then to Stephen she added, “and you and Hyacinth were the ones who found and did the spell. And I helped! All while they’ve been going on trips to the Luna’s home and doing nothing to stop the ice and snow.” My wrists were getting sore, but I kept rubbing at the ropes as I spoke. “If you’re on our side, Marcella, then why can’t you let us go?” And why did you grab me in the first place, you crazy bitch? I added to myself, but thought better of saying it aloud. “Because you know what I did!” she shout-whispered. In a last, desperate attempt, I tried to mindlink Caleb again. ‘It’s Marcella,’ I said. ‘She’s got Stephen and I.’