Queen Angella She-ra Novels & Stories

I'm not ashamed. "Gods," Sera breathed. "Luna, you look absolutely stunning." Elara turned in the mirror, studying herself from every angle. She barely recognized the woman staring back at her. Gone was the shy, uncertain hybrid who'd arrived at Shadowmere weeks ago. This woman looked like someone who belonged in a position of power. This woman looked like a Queen. "Perfect," Helena said, and Elara could hear genuine approval in her voice. "That's the one. You look powerful. Confident. Not to be underestimated."

Bloody alphas. She had it at the back of her mind that so many people would try to make her feel inferior today but she had also decided that she would not let them win. It was finally dusk when the preparation was over, it was time for her ceremony and she had no idea on what she was doing. What if she made a terrible queen? What if nobody liked her? What if... She had never cared about all these things before, why start now? Why think about the 'what ifs'? Of course they were going to talk! She was a Delta a week ago but now she's a Luna... Queen!

"Really I should open up for you, I'm sorry but I can't? You're here for a special reason so just relax. She laughed devilishly as she wended out which made me wonder if she was actually the real Natalie I had known. Her smile and her behavior now are different? Could be someone deceiving her. I pointed my fingers at the key as I concentrated and imagined it had been opened and immediately it was open. I came outside from the cage as I found an open door which led to the outside. I was going at a low pace when suddenly I saw Natalie and one other person in backening me. She was a lady? She was backen at me and immediately she turned to face me, I recognized her to be the queen? "The queen of

She looks like the Russian version of Anne Hathaway but with platinum blonde hair and curves all in the right places. "Da, I am so happy that you made it here safely, please, follow me." She says softly with a thick accent and the second her gaze shifts to Amani, her smile touches the outer corners of her eyes. I cast a quick glimpse at Amani who only has eyes for me, and he flicks me a quick wink for reassurance knowing that I am silently comparing myself to Olga. I smile and give Olga my full attention. "Please," I say sternly, "Lead the way."

It was only her seen by our generation in books. When Angel lowers back to the ground and looks normal again everyone is looking at her in awe, we’re all shocked. A day like this goes down in history books and it’s seen hardly ever. The elder breaks the silence and the crown that was just a symbol of her role is actually fitting for a queen. He used her full title ,”Queen Luna Angel Hunter” and hearing it makes it all the more real. Angel looks scared and I can feel her concerns. I tell her I can explain as everyone gets on one knee and bows.

NASH’S P.O.V. For a moment I was rooted to the ground. When she had started speaking “I, Jayden Esperanza Whitaker La Gualias, alpha princess of La Gualias clan, reject you, Avinash Singh Randhawa, alpha prince of Shakti clan –” It was Jared’s exclaim and Devi’s gasp that forced me to register what she was saying.

Nothing from the other girl—a silent strength in stillness. Then there was Akael. The moment when he attacked Angelica from the rear. The sudden explosion of energy. Angelica collapsing on the ground. The projection shook. But the image of those two—Akasha and Akael—was branded into all our minds. Lyna breathed softly, "They look just like her. Like. Queen Hailey." Ryan approached me, hand out but hesitant. "Hailey. can it be?" Serenia mocks "Dear Queen, do you still refuse to admit the truth? Can you all see?". She has a smirking look on her face

"Why did you let her escape?" an eerie voice in the dark asks. "I'm sorry My Queen," a woman who looks be be in her early twenties, dress in all black, who have bandages place around her neck, and also a crescent shaped necklace falling to her chest. She kneels before the strange woman in the dark, the Queen of the witch clan Sharona. "Will sorry suffice for your carelessness?!" You know the rules Ericka, 'Once your face is compromised...."

It was pristine, and it was something they all made sure of. Elara Castelli was the queen. A ruler who wore her heart on her sleeve- a sleeve that contained a dagger. With a strong mind and loving heart, Elara had a perfect balance between kindness and cruelty. She was an angel whose wings were made of hellfire. They sparked, and she would watch as they fall, turning those around into ash. And if you were lucky, if you were kind, she would do you the honors of helping you rise from the ashes and become better. She was gracious, understanding, caring, and a killer. And as much respect as she was given, she would show you just as much. She was the queen, and they were her court.

She offered him a gentle smile before stepping forward to bow low before the queen. "Your Majesty, with all due respect, we have traveled a long way to be here, and we only wish to see for ourselves whether our packmate is well," she said calmly and humbly, keeping her head bowed and gaze averted. Layon watched the queen examining Angel, watched the way her brow raised and her face turned to a deep scowl. "And you are?" "Angel Hale, Silverdale omega, Your Majesty,"