Queen Of The Damned Novels & Stories

Helena swatted at me to move off the bed, but I just glared at her like her death would be any moment. "Whoa! Calm down, Damien. Your eyes are flashing gold." Elena took my cheeks in her hands bringing Davina forward, but I didn't relax. My chest rumbled louder then my body began fading in and out. "Your Queen commands you to chill the fuck out. Now!" She ordered me. My eyes instantly snapped back to hazel. "Fuck El. That was hot! I wish I was bedding our Queen." I gave her a quick pecked on the cheek that she wiped off.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

I stepped forward, my voice hardening, “—and you’re keeping it from me, I won’t let it slide.” Lilith arched a perfect brow, her lips curling into a smirk. “Oh, this is rich. My favorite incubus, showing weakness? To me? How unexpected.” She stood from her throne with an exaggerated slowness, her gaze pinning me in place. “I let you speak to me like this because you’re useful—strong, loyal, and an excellent incubus. But don’t forget who you’re talking to, Damien. I am your queen.” Her words stung, but I couldn’t back down. “She’s not just another human,” I shot back. “She’s a oneiromancer. You know what that means. If she’s gone, this whole realm is in danger by Morpheus.”

LIAM As soon as I left Felix, my irritation still pulsing beneath the surface, I gave him a clear directive: "Dig into this 'Queen of the West.' I want to know everything by morning." This day kept getting better and better, with more mysterious women throwing themselves in my path. This Queen of the West woman, whoever she was, sounded more like a joke and a waste of time, and I had a feeling the stunt she pulled back in the game room wouldn't be her last.

He growled in return. Killian clenched his fist and sprinted towards Damion. “Stop it!" The Luna Queen screamed and sauntered towards them. “Stop, please!" She snapped and stepped in between them. “Please, my Lord, don't mind Damion…" Damion shot me a glare and my lips slammed shut. “I won't let them abuse her anymore, she isn't a sex toy!" Damion snapped and a smirk crept into Killian's face. "Of course, she Isn't," he muttered, a hint of mockery in his voice.

“I am sorry that my brother's response was so heartbreaking.” Queen Dayan glared at the woman angrily and out of nowhere conjured an evil object that channeled dark magic. With unnatural swiftness, Queen Dayan buried the darkness-wielding knife into the black-haired woman's heart. The black-haired woman's eyes widened in surprise, and, after a few seconds, she fell to the ground. “The traitors were right; I should not have made a pact with the cursed gods, but now they too will lose someone they love,” Queen Dayan said angrily.

king Zedekiah knew they were inside the dream world. Lady Amelia pushed passed them as if she was looking for something. She smiled when she saw what she was looking for. Damian was sleeping soundly. The space beside him was empty. She turned to king Zedekiah. “Give me you your hand”. King Zedekiah gave her his hand. Lady Amelia closed her eyes and started chanting. Soon, blood started to drip from their co-joined hands. She opened her eyes and watched as Damian’s face contorted in pain. Soon blood started dripping from his nose. She turned to king Zedekiah and smiled sinisterly.

To his right sat the Fae Queen with her impossible, otherworldly beauty and that cruel little smile playing at her lips like she knew secrets that would destroy me. Scattered around the rest of the circle were representatives from every major supernatural faction I could name and several I couldn't—witches with power radiating off them in waves, shifters from packs I'd never heard of, demons whose very presence made my skin crawl, even a few beings that looked more weirder in flesh. All of them waiting for me to explain how I'd managed to get four of my wolves killed and come back empty-handed. "Queen Luna Aveline," the Dragon King said, his voice resonating through the chamber in a way that

“She’s from the Moonbane pack.” The room tilted. I stood so quickly my chair scraped against the stone, toppling backward. “What?” The soldier flinched. “We—we confirmed it. Our scouts say she was seen recently patrolling on lands—injured but alive.” “Is she some kind of scout for that goddamn pack?” I groaned. My fists clenched at my sides, veins bulging. Moonbane. The name curdled in my mouth like venom. That was our enemy. The ones who slaughtered my people. The ones who would rather see my kingdom in ashes than ever see peace. And she—that sweet-faced, soft-spoken woman—was one of them?

he said, and pushed inside her in one smooth thrust that made them both groan. He set a steady rhythm, deep and thorough and absolutely focused on her pleasure. Each thrust hit something perfect inside her, and Eve felt another orgasm building impossibly fast. "Look at me," Damian ordered. Eve's eyes opened and locked on his. "You're going to walk into that Court in two weeks and remind everyone exactly who you are," Damian said, his pace never faltering. "The Queen who changed their world. The woman who made them bend. The most powerful succubus they've seen in generations." His hand slid between them, finding her clit. "Say it."