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“I almost did.” “Please, Leon. She was just messing with you. Concubae are selfish, cruel, bitches. She was using your attraction to her to distract you. And it worked.” Another man spat angrily. I grinned. Sounded like my type of woman. Over the last couple months, I’d heard bits and pieces about the demon queen. All the incubi who trekked through the forest did was complain about how she’d stolen their king and made him weak. Turned him against them. Part of me wished I could’ve met this queen, but she’d died fighting. Like a true warrior.

We both turned around but there was no one there. Where the fuck? I looked at Heth and he looked just as confused as I did. His voice rang out again making us jump again. "Why the fuck are you touching her?" "Where the fuck are you?" I was starting to get pissed off now. We just got here and he already was breaking his word. I started looking all around the apartment and that's when I saw the first camera. "Are you fucking kidding me Damion? You promised you wouldn't bother me as long as I behaved."

Her reflection in the window was unfamiliar: harder, sharper, almost… dangerous. She pressed her fingers against the glass and whispered to herself, “What have I become?” Footsteps approached. Damian. He entered without knocking, his black coat dusted with rain. His presence filled the room like a storm. “So,” he said flatly, “the queen takes her throne.” Adriana turned, her chest tightening at the cold edge in his voice. “It’s not what it looks like.” Damian gave a humorless laugh. “No? Because it looks like you stood beside her. Smiled. Held her hand. Like you’re part of her dynasty.”

Her face was drawn tight with strain. “Damien Thorncroft,” she said. Her voice rang through the impossible clearing, old and cold enough to frost the air. “You have no claim here.” Damien inclined his head. Not a bow. A mockery of one. “Your Majesty.” The title dripped poison. Queen Amara lifted one hand. Silver light flared from the tomb, striking at Damien’s chest. The Blade rose in his hand. Black metal drank the light. The queen staggered. A murmur of fear passed through the Briar Glen survivors huddled beyond the grave. Wren clutched Ben’s coat, her eyes huge and wet. Annie’s ghost-light hovered above her shoulder, flickering in time with the broken tomb.

The woman snarled and lunged at me—but Damien intercepted her mid-air, shifting in a flash and tackling her with enough force to shake the chamber. I reached the pedestal. The blade shimmered. And I grabbed the hilt. Fire. Cold. Agony. Power. It surged through me like I’d swallowed a star. The runes along the edge of the blade burned with silver light. My body felt like it was tearing apart and reforging all at once. The Queen’s Fang responded to me—not as an heir. Not even as a wolf. But as a queen. Behind me, Damien roared in pain. The woman had managed to slash him across the chest with a void-forged dagger. Theo chanted louder, sending bolts of magic to hold her back. Quinton staggered f

“Wrong choice…” She said as she let a purple mist surround her and the men. They instantly began screaming as it lapped at their skin causing burn marks. The guests in the castle heard the loud screams and looked around frightened. “Do not worry. We can see on our security camera’s what is going on..” Dracon said as he lowered a large screen and turned it on. He flipped to through the camera’s until they came across an image filled with purple mist. “Ah…the queen is using her powers..”

" Queen confirmed. "Yeah. I mean, you're young, beautiful, and curvy too. You fit the description of the kind of girls who tickle his fancy. But, don't forget, he's dangerous and ruthless. Getting any form of information from him might come at a price if you know what I mean," Blake warned. "Can I see a picture of this Suarez?" Queen asked. "Of course," Blake said. He opened his gallery and showed her a picture of Suarez. He was a huge man, tall, with a big belly, and he seemed to be in his fifties.

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.

“Test shots. Master suite. Now.” The suite swallowed sound. A bed the size of my old Queens apartment, charcoal linen already rumpled like someone had fucked on it five minutes ago and left the evidence. A fireplace hissed low, flames licking the air. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city’s glittering sprawl—Central Park’s skeletal trees, the Hudson a dark ribbon, lights pulsing like a heartbeat. Damian poured three glasses of something thick and gold from a decanter older than me. I tasted it—1996 Château d’Yquem, I’d learn later—honey, smoke, sin sliding straight between my legs and pooling there. “Top off,” Seraphina said, voice lazy, dangerous, circling me slow. “We need to see how th

"Boss we were attacked by QA organization and queen herself visit here it seemed that she had already anticipated what we were planning. All our members are killed no one is left. I shot her and even my dagger pierced her stomach but she was alive nothing happened to her. She took Blake sir with her and I don't know what they are going to do with him. Boss....." He was going to say something but he was unfortunate with a loud sound "Boom..!!!!" Everything went on fire with blast nothing was left. Lucifer who was on call also heard this and with the sound call was cut "tut! tut! tut!" He throw his phone and it broke into 3 pieces. "You bitch queen you dare to kill my men and got the audacity