Queen Of Tear Novels & Stories

My gaze follows Kaine's and gasp escapes my lips. In the dragon's razor-sharp claws is a young man. His eyes are wide with fear as he looks around him. The warriors suddenly move away when Talon growls at them. He releases the boy and I watch as the dragon starts to shift. One guard runs forward with a dress as Queen Zari is recognizable again. Her eyes are still flaming red after she pulls it on. "Mom what the hell is this douchebag doing here?" Kaine growls. There is pain and anger written all across her face. "This douchebag was your sister's mate. She rejected him and he responded with a silver knife," she snarls, tears slipping down her cheeks.

“- Remove your clothes! He says to me. - Do you know who I am? I reply. - I know your name is Andrea and that you are a futanari. - That is partially true, except I am the queen of futanari and I am the one who will give orders to you, not the other way! - Is that so?” After hearing that reply from him, I get pretty mad and you do not want to make me mad. I get close to him, put my hand on his dick, then squeezed his balls, licking his cheek, whispering to his ear, “- You are going to be my bitch, demon! - We’ll see about that!” He grabs my hair, and kisses me intensely, staring with those black eyes straight into my soul. Rips off my precious dress take me from behind, and starts fucking me

The Queen hold his hand tightly and tears started dripping from her eyes. "We've been married for years already and yet you don't even make time for me. Do you really love me? We didn't even make a child, Your Majesty," the Queen said but King Alpha Daelous removes his hand violently from the Queen and glared at her which made her step backward in fear.

“My clan, my family, my friends, I am Leana Holstin-Castien, Guardian of the Realm, Councilwoman to the Supernatural, mate of King Drake Cazien, and now Queen of the Undead. Rise and come, swear your oaths to me. Know that I will always keep my oaths to you, and you will be bound to keep yours to me.” She stands on the stage as first Demetrius and then one by one the rest of our clan come to swear their loyalty and fealty to my Queen and then drink her blood. Mehira and Jael also come forward, swearing their loyalty to my mate. I stand close to her, snarling when it looks like someone is going to take more than a sip of her blood. When it’s done, I take the empty cup and raise it to the sky.

she shrieks. Katie answered with a shriek—a sonic blast that shattered the air around the figure. The mask collapses entirely, revealing a face Zayla has seen before, in palace portraits and nightmares. It’s Mariah, the Queen’s favorite, her old rival, her childhood nemesis. But now the eyes are dead and bright as the glass in her scepter. Mariah spits blood and green fire. “You still think you’re royalty, Zayla? Your whole legacy is built on lies. I was the true heir. Your mother stole everything.”

"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."

asked Dominic, shaking his head, and he was about to get into his car when Sophia’s sayings stopped him. “All right, go back to her. She has no more power in this family, and I will be the queen of this palace,” Sophia smirked. Dominic’s eyes widened as he turned to face the woman. “And Scarlett? She’ll just be my slave, which I’ll manipulate, just like I do the Knights,” she added. Dominic clenched his fists and gripped Sophia's arm tightly. “Do nothing to annoy me, Sophia. I can tell the chairperson everything you did!” said Dominic, tightening his grip on Sophia's arm.

she whispered. Tears filled her eyes instantly. Real tears. Not graceful royal tears. Pain. Years of pain. The Queen took one shaking step toward me. Then another. Her breathing became uneven while her eyes searched my face desperately like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. And for some reason, my chest hurt too. “Elara,” she whispered brokenly. The way she said my name nearly destroyed me. Like it meant something sacred. Like she had spent years grieving it. I couldn’t move.

But she still chose to stay mum. She doesn't trust him, even though he's very loyal. He does not have the right to be a partaker of her plans, even though he is a silent partaker of all her sins. After all, a queen never unveils her secrets to her pawn. 🙚 🙛 🙜

The young witch asked her enchantress, snapping her out of her thoughts. The queen shook her head. “She clearly enjoys being on earth. Look how happy she is to have her mates even if they don't appreciate her enough. She looks in love. Should I really take that away from her by bringing her here?” Her eyes moistened with tears, they rolled down her cheeks and shined like crystals. The queen only ever shed a tear in the comfort of her bedroom, she always confided in Leila, her personal maid.