Novelas y relatos de Queen Of The Blood

The door slowly creaked open and the ten ladies were promptly ushered in. As they were lined up before the crown prince, Hazel took her time to observe. On the left, the king of Silvera sat in his throne, silver eyes cold and vacant. On the right sat the queen. She had long silver hair and blue-gray eyes, which could only mean that she was a half-blood. The queen had both Sapphiran blood and Silveran blood in her veins. Half-bloods were extremely rare, in the sense that they usually die a few days after their birth.

He stood still beside Mira; hope was written in their eyes as he held her daughter’s hand. And then Violet cut her palm and poured her blood once again over the queen’s mouth. The mages chanted along with her. As her blood continued to spill, the flowers around us had turned red. Their heavenly scent had become stronger. Even the flower crown on the queen’s head had turned red including her lips. They were no longer pale anymore.

“And you shall wait some more. After the Blood Moon, she will be all yours.” Jyris smiled, then placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, promising to return before he took his leave. Dogori said nothing. The doors swung open and the presence of the Queen was announced. Her bloodshot silver eyes were her lost defining features, along with her glowing silver hair. She looked like she had been crying but when her gaze laid upon her daughter, she didn't seem pleased. “Is this your trade?” She asked the White King scornfully. “Not in front of our daughter.” The White King said tightly, before he smiled. “Are you not happy to see her?”

In fact, any move I made a mistake in, was going to be the death of me and my child. “Urrghh!” As she approached me, I did the same too, “Yahh!!!” Twirling some elements together, I slowly weaved it styling every drop and essentials not forgetting to snake it around her. I had a vampire blood; thus I was swift than her. Hence, she clenched her neck once I hit her. At the same time, I blocked her move with a defensive shield. The Queen gurgled at the strings of ice I twirled around her neck aiming to stop it when it snapped. Her head disconnected from her neck and in spite of my experience, her entire body disappeared.

They are so cocky that they have the entire Trio's bloodline in one room. 'Fucking rip all their heads off and be done with it. We can finally take back what's ours. You want me to meet you there.' 'No idiot. I can't take three current Alpha's let alone all their offspring, servants, and guards, but I'm much closer than we thought we would be.' 'Do you see the future Queen? I hear she was blessed by the moon goddess herself and I mean blessed in all the most delicious ways. I would love to taste that kind of beauty before we remove it from existence.'

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

"No, I haven't forgotten. Just now....I completed the ritual. He quickly dug his fangs into the Queen's neck as he drank her blood, his eyes glowing red. The taste of it flooded his senses and he moaned in delight, a growl rolling from the back of his throat. The Queen was delicious, so unbelievably sweet. The most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his life, he couldn't help but want more. Wanted to drain every last drop from her body but he was not allowed to do that. Blood Link is a special and very ancient ritual of the coven, in which a Moroi Ace who would become King drinks the blood of the current Queen or King to enhance their powers so that they can increase their abilities. The

"Last daughter of the royal bloodline that has protected our kind for over a thousand years. I have been betrayed by those I trusted most. Hunted like an animal through forests and mountains. But I was not broken by your treachery. I stand before you now not as a ghost haunting your consciences, but as your rightful Queen, returned to claim what was stolen from me." The murmurs that surged through the audience were like the rumble of distant thunder. Some dropped to one knee instinctively, ancient instincts recognizing true royalty when they encountered it. Others watched with wide eyes, their minds struggling to process the impossible made manifest before them. "You all believed I was dead,

He was watching me become a queen of shadows, not a queen of wolves. I didn't hesitate. I pressed the blade to my palm, my blood, the blood of the Shadow Queen, welling up from the cut. It was a dark, crimson color, almost black in the moonlight. I let it drip onto the ground, each drop sizzling as it hit the earth, a hiss of dark energy meeting the soil.

The possessed Layla let out another chilling laugh. “She only defeated your pathetic Evelyn because I allowed her to tap into my power! She is mine! Her will is subservient to mine! She is merely a shell, a puppet on my strings!” “No!” I shouted, dodging another brutal assault, feeling the familiar sting of energy as she clawed at my arm, her touch burning like ice. “She’s not! She’s Layla Bloodwood, Luna Queen of the Bloodwood Pack, and she belongs to no one but herself, and to me!” My heart ached, a deep, crushing sorrow settling over me. I couldn’t keep fighting her. Not like this. This wasn't a battle against an enemy; it was a battle against my own soul.