Novel & Cerita Queen Blood

I sighed and shook my head as the reality of his words sunk in. “Exactly. Not only that, you are to be Queen of the dragons which gives you claim to all that the dragons have. Which is a substantial amount. The Island is hidden and just for dragons, but our mainland claim is in Europe and it is extensive. You have effectively become the most powerful leader the supernatural world has seen in a very long time. The black wolf wasn’t wrong in saying you are important. You indeed are, A Queen, an Alpha and a Luna.” Cadmus said as he watched all of us from behind the desk, pacing the floor slowly as he talked. “So…the council already sees her and by extension us as a threat doesn’t it?” Laris ask

And she placed hers in his, "Eva." "A beautiful name, and why am I not surprised?" he raised her knuckles and kissed it, albeit still peering at her face. Salvatore felt himself cringe, which became irritation quickly when he saw her glancing at him with a raised brow and upturned lips, and he darted his eyes to the wall immediately. She laughed, "That's very nice of you, but I kinda know that already," Victor mumbled, "I'll be shocked if you don't," he gave a lopsided smile, "Just amazed there's no crown on your head, Queen."

“My Queen - I did not mean to offend.” I was shaking – this whole thing was so unfair! How dare some human bitch be chosen to save MY kingdom?! How dare that dickhead Rasmus find her before I did?! If – If she’s the chosen one. Is she the queen too?! No, that can’t be true! I am royal blood! I have created this kingdom. Me! Aureum Sanguinem is MINE! My scream echoed down the corridors of the castle, my hair flowing around me like it was caught in a hurricane and the glass in the windows started splintering.

It seized her. The world spun. She stood in a vast chamber again, though this one was darker than the last vision. The queen was there—her violet eyes burning with grief and fury—as she raised the sigil blade high. Her brother stood before her, silver robes drenched in blood. “You don’t have to do this,” he begged, tears cutting down his face. “Together, we can—” “No,” she cut him off, voice raw. “The crown ends with me.” Before the blade could fall, the Editors appeared, stepping from the shadows like executioners. They circled her, voices unyielding.

“I remember when we were in training, Leon and I used to spar a lot. One day my twin sister, Kathy, decided to visit me and snuck in.” “She was very charming and was not averse to using it for her benefit. You have that from her, Lil.” “I got distracted when I saw her, and Leon could not control the punch he had swung and ended up breaking my nose.” “Kathy thought it was foul play and punched Leon in the face while he was examining mine.” “That little skirmish ended up in a marriage filled with love and laughter. They were the most in-love couple I had ever known.” “People think Anne was passed over as the heir because she wasn’t cut out for this. But the truth is, she inherited a congenital

"But Daddy's still bigger‚ right?" "Yes baby." Then the Queen stepped out. Queen Anna was smaller than I expected. Five foot five maybe‚ with honey-blonde hair pulled into a low chignon and a cream-colored coat that probably cost more than every piece of clothing I had ever owned combined. She was beautiful in that ageless‚ immaculate way that royal women always are. But her eyes were different from her husband's. Dark brown. Warm. Sharp with intelligence rather than coldness. The front doors opened. Davis pulled them wide and the morning air swept into the foyer.

It was like a still lake reflecting the tall gray columns that rose high into the sky above the pool. ​And standing in the middle of the black pool wearing a white linen dress that was perfectly clean and with her silver hair braided into a tight three-strand braid that was connected to twelve copper cables of the southern grid, was the First Queen. She didn't have her mask on; her face looked like her grandmother’s face, Queen Eleanor, but her eyes were like two spinning coins with tiny silver numbers in them that showed how much of Elara’s bone marrow was left. ​She held a heavy steel tool in her right hand, a tool used to mark the royal family trees after someone was executed.

Then I straightened my jacket, picked up my phone, and walked out of th e office to get back to work. Because queens don’t wait for the right moment. They build it.

I believe she is qualified to become queen. i adore her so much, prince kohl said. it's your choice my prince, that's what matters, alex said. What a bright new day, the monarch appreciated looking at his wife, 'the Queen who was lying by his side; the entire kingdom, including its maiden, must be informed of our son's decision to make Naomi the queen; remember, we are stepping down as soon as the marriage ceremony is completed; age is not on our side. I'm glad the kingdom's sole aim has been achieved. He rose up, selected the best wine, gulped with excitement written allover his face.

Jingfei worriedly asked as she stood up from her seat and went closer to Alexander to rub his back. Raising his hand to inform the woman that he is fine, “I’m fine. I was just startled at what you said. How can you say that mother has a resemblance with the royal family?” “Her eyes!” She answered as she had seated comfortably on the bed, beside the man. Alexander gulped, “Her eyes?” He questioned again as he began feeling anxious at what the woman might say.