Queen Clarion Novels & Stories

“I observed you during the ball. I know Zoriana is your fated mate. But she is not right for you.” “Zoriana is the daughter of Alpha Clayton and the heir to the Black Rose pack—a large, influential pack. She is the first female Alpha. She is more than suitable to be the next Queen,” Gael spat. “Alpha Clayton is still a young man; he could still produce a male heir,” the Queen countered, trying to chip away at his resolve. “And Zoriana is currently the Alpha of two hundred wolves living in tents. No money, no influence—just a big ego.”

Chapter 44. The Albino Bride Decree Charula returned to her private solar, the scent of sea-mint and drying parchment clinging to the warm air. She called for the royal steward, her voice calm now — the storm of her earlier confrontation with Chaitav folded neatly into the precise patterns of her mind. "Send word to that House....House Sairus," she said. "Tell them the Queen of the Peacock Clan, their Queen, requires the presence of their daughter… Clarisse."

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

But he has a son, and that son is not Nathan Frost, current ruler of the Toronto pack. “Deposed,” Mother explains, subtly inclining her head and lowering her voice. We won’t be heard. Not over the clink of silverware, the laughing, and all the other gossip floating around. “He mated some ridiculously young thing, not much older than Clare, and installed her as queen. You can imagine how his children felt about that.” My sister, Clare, sits on my left. She’s the most beautiful of all of us, more regal looking, even, than Mother.

I said, unsure of how to start and turned to see my mom look at me with curiosity. “Go on.” “How well do you know the Clark family? I know you are partnering with them.” “What exactly do you want to know Fiona, stop going around circles.” He chided almost coldly and I swallowed my food quickly. “Is his daughter actually Valerie?” I asked. “Well, Valerie is the Clark only daughter and the heiress to her father's company. Aside from that, she is also the queen of the jewelry business and I’m proud of her” His last statement really pissed me off that I had to fold my hand into a fist. His words just added to my anger

“How long has it been since you visited Crimson Keep. 5 seasons?” “Only three,” he grinned back, pressing his forearm against hers to squeeze near the elbow in a friendly show of connection. “Right after my naming. You are looking well, Liaison Everly.” Color flushed her cheeks, casting her iridescent scales with a faint pink hue as she looked down and away, avoiding the piercing gaze of his wife, who was now glaring ice-cold daggers at the liaison. “This is my wife, Queen Koralis Majere of Undersea,” Orion announces, standing a bit straighter, proud of his beautiful, intelligent wife. “The Technician of Imperial City.”

The expressions waiting for them were grim. “What happened, Mom?” Maddison asked. “What did we miss?” “You missed quite a bit,” Warren answered. The Queen exhaled slowly before asking, “Have either of you ever heard the name Vladimir De Lion?” Maddison shook her head. Alonso, however, immediately frowned. His grip around Maddison's hand tightened. In a cold voice, he asked, “I know who he is. Was his name selected?” Everyone nodded. “Damn it,” Alonso cursed, running his free hand through his hair.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.