Queen Wasp Wof Novels & Stories

Trav declared as the others gathered, ready to make their exit. And just as they closed the door behind them, the family tree of the Wiccan Kingdom shimmered and altered itself. A new line had appeared under Mary Andrews' photo, followed by a new photo which had materialised. Under the photo was a caption, Annabelle Aoki, present Queen of the Wiccan Kingdom.

A queen bee or anything similar however is very rare and very dangerous especially if they are on the wrong side. “Your friends are going to die if they go against him.” Melissa said. “Stay here with me where it’s safe. I can keep you safe.” she said, grabbing hold of Wren’s sleeve. “I won’t leave them behind. That queen is my friend too. She’s not herself right now but she will be.” Wren said.

Do not push me to the wall for I can be ruthless when provoked. ‘’Why is the queen mother? Don't tell me you will allow a werewolf such a lowly creature rule over lycans? It will never happen only over my dead body shall I watch such an abomination take place. We will never take and accept a werewolf as our king’’ Minister Freda spat bitterly.

"Start over with what?" "Building your own kingdom," Victoria said, turning to me, a fire of ambition in her eyes. "One that doesn't depend on any man, that isn't controlled by anyone. A kingdom that only you can destroy." I looked at this powerful woman—my mother—and suddenly, I understood. Maybe we were both fools once. But the age of fools was over. It was our turn to be queens.

The royal wolfs are more powerful than any other wolf ,that is why they become kings and queens. "I want a big family Adam,like 4 kids or something .I always thought of adopting ,since there are so many pups that need a home. If I don't get pregnant by luck within a year after becoming queen,I will adopt ,but if I don't then could we be able to adopt ?"He gave me a reassuring smile ,with his left dimple popping out .

“You little…” Fiona stepped forward. “Shut it! This irritating attitude of yours is exactly why a werewoman needs to be queen so she can crush you all under her feet.” She took another step forward. “I am going to be that woman and you are more than welcome to do your worst.” Just like that, day one ended in utter chaos.

If not, the chaos that the witch queen brought with her could spell disaster for them all. Moira and Lila entered Theo's private chamber with a sense of urgency. Moira's presence alone was enough to command respect; she was an elder she-wolf with a reputation for wisdom and insight. Lila, Theo's beta, was confident and poised, with a subtle air of authority. Theo knew something serious was afoot, and he prepared himself for the confrontation. "Theo," Moira began, her voice calm but firm, "we need to talk about your recent actions. Allowing the witch queen back into your life is dangerous. It threatens the stability of the pack and could lead to severe consequences."

"The queen requires my assistance with something." Mariah remained silent, a sense of unease hanging in the air. Sensing her apprehension, Sawyer paused and looked at her. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Did you contact the werewolf hunters and lead them to the Tournament Winners' camp?" she questioned, her accusatory gaze fixed upon him. Sawyer chuckled. "The queen prefers to keep her distance from werewolf affairs most of the time. Especially when it involves werewolf hunters. Anyone caught communicating with a werewolf hunter is labeled a traitor and faces execution. Do I look like I'm eager for a death wish?"

"I was also teaching you how to be alone at the top of a thing that isn't worth being alone at the top of. She's the one who showed me that. She did it without trying, without asking anybody's permission, just by walking into my life and refusing from the first hour to be afraid of me. And now she's in a rail yard because I let her go read case law for three hours. So, I'm done being right about the wrong thing. Anybody in this room who thinks the empire's worth more than getting her back can walk out that door right now and I'll shake your hand on the way." Nobody moved. Little J's jaw was set so hard it trembled. "Then let's go get our queen," I said. "The rail-yard warehouse. Blueprints.

"I don’t need a woman to tell me how to run a city. I need results." The elevator ride down to the crime scene was silent. The news was already playing on the built-in screen. “...another high-ranking official found dead this morning in the High Wards,” the reporter was saying, her voice shaky. “This marks the sixth death in two months. The Council has yet to identify the group calling themselves the ‘Rogue Cell,’ led by the mysterious ‘Monster Queen.’ Fear is gripping the Alpha Elite as the killer continues to bypass the most advanced security systems in Nocturna…”