Queen Nephilim Novels & Stories

“How come Nephilims give birth to Sphinxes? It doesn’t sound right?” Elena says. “In some cultures, sphinx are protectors of treasures or knowledge. Our guys don’t look like protectors of any treasure to me,” John says. Marcel smiles before he sips his drink, “Oh, they have something they are protecting or someone. They won’t tell you. After all, to them, it is their burden to bear,”. “I can’t believe this. Dracula is a Nephilim. And Nephilims give birth to Sphinxes,” Elena says in awe.

asked Hannabelle as she raised her brows and a sign of pain flashed on Azure’s expression. “You cannot be serious. What are you saying? The Nephilim?” asked Azure. The Nephilim was the worst kept secret of heaven and the only thing that did not fall in the purview of heaven and hell because the angels had created them of their own free will but because of that they did not come under the control of anyone and neither God and nor the Devil could speak against it. It was something that they could not even think of. “You are saying that the worst night mare that the angels are forbidden to even talk about that is a chance of happening? Here? And such a creature attacked our succubus?” asked Azu

Fear flashes through her eyes the moment my fangs begin to grow. She swallows hard but nods obediently, exposing her neck carefully. I step closer. The scent of blood immediately fills my senses. Warm. Tempting. I grip her waist lightly and lean closer to her throat. Then “Can I have a word with you?” I freeze instantly. Lila. I pull away from the maiden with irritation already rising inside me. “I am busy,” I reply lazily. I turn back toward the girl again. But Lila speaks once more. “It is about Queen Kiana.”

“The prophecy.” Silence followed that word immediately. Even through the wall I could feel the tension shift. Then another witch snapped softly, “Not this again.” “No,” the first replied calmly. “Listen to me carefully before dismissing it.” Something moved strangely beneath my skin the second she said that. I swallowed hard and kept listening. “Before the eclipse,” the witch whispered carefully, “the Queen of the Night will reveal herself. A creature born of fang, blood, and magic. One body carrying all three.”

Alexavier shudders with disdain as we stride past. "I should have stopped to feed." I smirk, enjoying the discomfort he displays. I stride closer and pat his back mockingly, absorbing all that unease without his noticing. He brushes me off, and speeds up. Nephilim are known for impressive speed, physical strength and stature. Rumor has it that they were once giants. I never cared enough to study, I figured that had God rejected them so should we. It insults me to realize I'm actually exerting great efforts to keep up. "Your metabolism working yet? I hope you burn off that energy you thought to swipe." I want to be angry, but I find myself grinning.

Taking a look at Queseon, he saw that both of his biceps were decorated with a black sun that had a dragon dancing in it. This mark wasn’t there before and it could only mean that the two of them mated. He looked at Qykerth and saw that he was nervous; walking up to them, he looked down at Queseon and said, “Your father the emperor won’t be happy about you mating with a creature other than the merfolk and a male at that.” Queseon looked up at him and said, “I know, in the past I wouldn’t have but after being with him for so long, how could I not love him?”

All of the sudden he seems to have forgotten he was bashing humans a few seconds ago. “ Since when do love humans?" “ She's not just any human, she's different," he says.. “ Different how?" I question him. “ The Moon Goddess has chosen her for us, “ he points out. " Do you really think the kingdom would want to be ruled by a human? She's too weak to become our queen, “ I claim. What will they even think knowing that I'm mated to a human. Won't they think I'm equally weak? " So what are gonna do? Just reject her? “ Draco cries. He didn't seem to care that she was human, that she's our mate. But yet again, I still need to think of the kingdom.

“You are not a werewolf.” Haha, haha. So, who am I? “I am Athena, the goddess of war,” she growls. “I am the Primordial wolf.” I snap her head to avoid wasting time on that cheap bitch. When I turn around, I notice that all of the Lycans are on their knees. What in the world is going on? Why are they all kneeling? I gaze at my partner. Did he order them to kneel? When I’m going to urge them to rise, a familiar voice cries.

Tomorrow took so long to come, the darkness in her room, Quinn had laid down all night staring at it until the light from the sun slowly replaced it. She kept pinching herself, trying to see if she’d be able to wake up from this nightmare… But every time she pinched herself, the pain reminded her that it was all real. Jeo had rejected her, and now he was mated to her sister. The name and the respect she had worked so hard to build was now tarnished, and only the shame he had bestowed upon her remained. The pack wouldn’t look up to her like they used to, they’d now look up to Delilah; for advice and for help…

As old as she was, it must’ve been that much harder to exist with no one to lean on. “The nephilim were similar, too mortal for Heaven, too divine for Earth . . . they were a people born lost, and they accepted me for a time.” Her eyes were fixed on me, but I got the sense that it wasn’t truly me she was looking at, but the nephilim who came before. “But then they procreated with the humans, and over time their offspring became less and less monstrous, and I was left behind again.” Pulling the blanket tighter around myself, I tried in vain to conceal my massive wings, feathers poking out from underneath. “I didn’t ask for any of this—to be this.”