Queen Moon Svtfoe Novels & Stories

Elder Percy, the head of the Elder Council, stood forward from where the rest of the council members stood. "We are gathered here today for the Coronation of our new King and Queen of the Werewolf Kingdom." Percy announced. "It is always a great honor to see a new progression of our Kingdom, and we are privileged that our new Queen will be the most powerful Queen we have known, being that she is the direct descendent of our Moon Goddess." He turned to me. "Luna Princess Kari Marit Doyle, As Queen, do you promise to be loyal to the Kingdom." "I do." I said.

His sharp eyes snap to mine, but before he can reply, the king waves the queen away. “No, not a member of the Vilkas family by blood… but still a part of this family. I would like everyone to look towards the miracle of your chosen queen! Luna Princess Evangeline Vilkas is our true queen, the ruler who will ascend my throne when I step down!” Alpha Ambrose says clearly. The shock on their faces is something I won’t ever forget; Celia’s face has dropped, and I can see the shock and jealousy that’s written all over it, but it’s Sinclair’s face that makes my gaze falter upon him.

The Queen said, getting up from the chair. All four were staring at her with confused eyes. "I'm Queen Griffin the Luna of the Shadow moon pack reject my four mates Alpha Xain, Alpha Eric, Alpha Luca, and Alpha Peter as my mates and my Alphas’." Queen courageously rejected all four mates. Her words are clear and loud. After hearing the words of rejection, all four's eyes widened with shock. They screamed holding his chest. "Queen, don't be stupid. You can't reject us like that!" Peter growled in pain.

She tossed her messy hair back and looked at the Queen with eyes that were full of a fake confidence that she did not really feel inside. Queen Amelia stepped closer to the bars, and her face was not full of pity or sadness anymore, but instead, it was filled with a cold and sharp knowledge. She had been the Luna of the Red Moon Pack for many years, and she had spies in every corner of the kingdom who told her everything that happened in the dark.

She winks. “I miss you.” I let a tear fall down my face and she quickly wipes it away. “I miss you too sweet boy more than words can say.” She kisses my cheeks. “Sorry to cut the visit short my children but it is time Troy gets back to his Pack and Mate.” Selene finally shows herself and I now see what Octavia was talking about she is beautiful, a Goddess. “Has something happened.” I ask concerned with the expression on her face. “Your Queen Luna needs you Troy, she will need the strength of all four of her loyal soldiers to draw on to defeat Alpha Damon.” Selene explains.

It is beautiful, serene… but heavy, every breath filled with judgement. At the center of it stands the Queen, her body shimmering faintly with threads of silver running through her skin, marking her for what she is: a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. Her presence radiates command, her eyes blazing like molten silver. Here, she is not merely queen. She is divine.

Sarah couldn’t hold back; she wanted to cry out but feared someone might hear her, so she bit down hard on her lower lip, managing only a faint moan. But Victor, feeling sorry for her, slipped a finger between her lips. “Go ahead and scream—this place is soundproof.” Sarah had reached her limit; finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer and let out a soft, lustful cry, “Ah, ah, ah… It’s… it’s too fast…” She wanted him to slow down, but instead, he intensified his efforts. His thick cock thrust in and out with increasing ferocity, each stroke harder than the last, causing her wetness to spurt out in all directions, her juices flowing freely.

"Wearing a crown. Coiled around a broken sword." Varek took one slow step back. Boots bolted to the floor. "That line is dead," Varek said. The words came out like gravel. "The Sovereign King and his wife burned in the Sector Four sweeps. Ten years ago. There was no child." "The girl is twenty," Tor said. Voice coming back now. Harder. Like he'd made a decision. "She grew up in Sector Four. She fights with the Sovereign form... you saw it yourself in the hallway. And her father isn't hiding from a shipping debt." Something moved in Tor's face. Something complicated and old and guilty. "He's a Royal Guard. He's been keeping her buried in the outer rim for ten years to keep her breathing."

“Current’s worse than it looks. Also, Karina says, “ wringing water from his sleeve, “don’t screw this up.” I roll my eyes. “Right, is that the message?” “No,” He takes a deep breath. “This is: The Lake to the south is under attack. Take half the army to the north barricks and half to the southern strong point. Queen LippenVolt sends her regauards for the valant.” My brow lifts. “Are we roleplaying?” I say, already tucking my shirt into my belt. “Why is so long? Who is Queen LippenVolt?”

“I had help this time, though.” Merryn looked up, searching the room before her eyes landed on Vivienne, who gripped the flameflower tightly in her hands and scanned the room, ensuring the danger was gone. Sensing the pairs of eyes on her, Vivi looked up and beamed at Merryn, flicking her lilac hair over her shoulders. “Oh, hey..” she chuckled, standing up straight. “Are you okay, Luna Queen?” Vivi asked, walking over to Merryn and me. Before she could answer Vivienne, I spoke up first. “Her body feels cold, like an icicle.” Then I told Vivienne in the mind link, ^This cannot be typical. Something must be wrong with her.^