Queen Of Hell Novels & Stories

The war came faster than blood dries. By the third dawn after the blood moon feast, the eastern horizon bristled with torches. Queen Isolde Valcour—mother to the dead princess, widow of a hundred battles—had not waited for confirmation. She had felt the bond sever, felt her daughter’s soul ripped from flesh, and she had answered with steel and starvation.

Every being has a light in them, but something would have stirred the darkness within them, and as long as there is light, there shall be the dark. I am the Queen Of All Vampire's Kings and the Witch of the New World. Even though, I have no idea how to end the war between all these creatures, I have got lessons to learn along the way.

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

"No, we don't have that ability. Only the original can do that. She's the beginning of our kind anyway. They call her the Phantom Queen and she is eternal, at least that's what they say. She can manifest her essence in her chosen descendant throughout the centuries hence why they call her the Phantom——something that cannot be seen but she still remains in this world." "So she still exists up to this day? Where is she now?" I sighed, scooting closer and cuddled her on my side. "Nowhere. She'd been long gone since the War of the Triad began eight hundred years ago. Let's say we are indeed a 'cult'. And we were united before under the Phantom Queen Silva who was chosen by the Essence of the Ori

We’ve been preparing for this war with the angels for many centuries, but the utter destruction and chaos it will bring will be…devastating, to say the least. I’d be a fool to not be scared, although I’ve been preparing for this my whole life. When I think back to my own history lessons, the first of my bloodline that Hades created to lead the demons to freedom was a female, the only born Queen other than myself the Underworld has ever known. Queen Arabella, the only demon ever recorded in history to have the gift of hellfire. Hellfire is a fire that will cause absolute destruction to everything around it except the one wielding it.

I raised my eyes to match with the land, but I guessed my little speech had not gotten to him in even the slightest form as the same frown remained frozen on his lips. “I don't know hi, but you of all people seem to be getting this… Clara is a princess, Emily was a maid, a poor omega, weak and powerless, but most of all, parents are the alpha king and queen, and you think for a minute they would spare your life for making a fool of them? Canceling wedding plans? Oh… you have failed to understand that this is bigger than you and I know. And they would not think twice to cut out anyone who is an obstacle to their daughter, even if it means sitting your mate's throat, or cutting me out of the

"Of course my Lord! And will you need hot meals and entertainment? I will provide all that I am able to ensure your comfort." "A meal would be nice. I happened upon this mountain lion on my way here and I believe it would be well served roasted and shared among your people." Jesu noticed the lion and nodded, whistling loudly. A moment later, a girl came out of one of the houses. She had light brown hair with golden highlights, cream white skin and a delicate face. Her eyes were blue with hazel flecks, and her lips had a natural pink tint to them. Her face appeared flushed, as if she had been working hard or running, giving her cheeks a rosy glow. Liam stared at her for a moment, and then loo

She seems so scared. "She is Queen Raven of Underworld. She called Queen Raven because Raven means death so in short, she's the Queen of Death. The underworld is where all the groups of gangsters, mafia, reapers, yakuza, and other groups do illegal things and that woman was the strongest among them. She's the Queen of the underworld. She loves to play with her prey before she killed them. She's also known for being heartless and merciless. Her ways of killing are so brutal. She's cutting off their tongues, gouging their eyeballs, and other violent and disgusting forms of murder. She loves torturing her prey first before totally killing them because she likes to see her prey crying in pain be

Veer. “He touched Samanvay. Hurt him. I saw his blood,” she shifted her dark angry gazes to John and looked at him sharply. “Don't you think he must suffer the same pain My husband did at his hands.” John was stunned at the order hidden behind her words. Fuck! This woman could be deadly too. Samanvay’s darkness started reflecting on her. Today, she truly turned into the Queen of Hell. Hades’ Persephone! John’s lips curved upward as he accepted her order. “Done. I will make sure the inspector suffers the same pain Sam did.”

But she didn’t stop at it and surprised me, “Look at your so-called whisperer mate, who can’t save your kids today. I have utilized her clan’s power for corrupting the system of nature, snatching the right to decide mortals' death from immortals. Now, I'll sit on the lycan throne with the scythe of death? Scythe of death? What was she? A grim reaper? Helena remained silent throughout this one-sided conversation, but she explained it to me through mind-link. “The Queen’s weapon is her power. She has killed one hundred witches and collected blood from the dead Royals to manipulate the balance of death and life, playing God among humans. I mistook her efforts as a curse because she confessed it