Queens Of Mewni Novels & Stories

he said and then placed his arms around his mate’s waist before walking away with his mate. As they walked away, another set of people came in front of us. Two women seemed like they were mates with the way they held hands. “Your Highness,” they gently bowed their heads. “Welcome,” Lyrielle muttered and called out their names. “Queen Alriah and Queen Gabriella.” The way she had said their names made me wonder if she had memorized all the names of the kings who were in attendance. Alriah and Gabriella are the queens of the witches and mates. They are known to be ruthless and don’t associate with other kingdoms, but Lyrielle was here smiling at them while they smiled in return.

She then gets up from kneeling and faces the crowd holding the sword in her hand pointing at the crowd. "I now pronounced you as the new Queen, ruler of Moreiti Empire-- Mina Ekisha Moreiti, honor, dignity, and power that blessed on you by the Law and Order of the Moreiti," The priest finishes off with a smile on his face. The crowd clapped their hands as Mina held the sword tightly with both of her hands-- before speaking.

____ The magic city of Mala Inside the throne room, there are 7 thrones with an empty throne in the middle, while the other 6 are occupied by 5 people (Noe- Elf Queen, Nay- Druid Queen, Nia- Fairy Queen, Noa- Ice Queen and Violet- Shadow Dragon) and one little child (Erin- the Vampire Queen). They all wear white clothes that are closed complete with masks.

Which was answer enough. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. "The others won't be pleased." That finally earned a reaction. A slight smirk. Rare. Dangerous. "You assume I care." "You should." Before Lucien could respond, another voice interrupted. "She's right." A woman appeared in the doorway. Then another. And another. Three more queens entered together. The king's remaining wives. Lady Evelina. Lady Celeste. Lady Morgana. Each possessed beauty capable of captivating kingdoms.

He scratched the back of his head and asked me, "May I ask a question?" "Of course." "Why do they call you the White Queen?" This question caught me off guard. Of course, I knew the answer, but it wasn't something I wanted to go into in too much detail. As I was working on an acceptable answer, Georgia answered the question for me. "It's the title for the queens of the Winter Forest pack. It is said that their queens have the power of the Moon Goddess," Georgia began. "Whenever the pack faces a great crisis, the queen will borrow the power from the Moon Goddess and lead the pack to victory."

The bishops are men with mitres on, and carrying croziers. The pawns are mostly the traditional shape, but the finials are elongated, and flame shaped. The Queen looks like Charlie, he could see that much from here, and the Kings looked like the pictures he’d seen of Ben. Jessie is delighted though, and runs for Eliza, hugging her tightly. Eliza holds her just as tightly back. Merlin looks confused, and leans in to Ash to whisper, “Why the tears?” Ash smirks and leans into him, “The Kings are her father, and the Queens are her mother.”

So I asked again. "Who is she? The Queen of what?" He gave me a look of disbelief before he started explaining. "Contrary to what most of us believe, the one who first united the seven werewolf packs and ruled the werewolf kingdom as one was not a man. She was a woman—the Queen of werewolves. She was the one who built the palace where we're going to live with our pups. She lived in that palace for about seven hundred years with her lover, Andrew. Andrew was also known as the first man to become a wolf..."

I threw the door of the warehouse open and everyone inside got up pointing guns at me. "What the fuck?". "Where's MJ?", j asked calmly. Alex followed me, he said he didn't want me going alone and it was too dangerous. But I just think he wants to tag along, and I low-key enjoy his company. "That ain't the important thing, the question is, who are you and how dare you barge into our territory!" one of them barked. I scoffed, Dogs. "I'm the Queen, and you have one of my boys, MJ, I want him released as soon as possible", I stated.

She wished Reyes could see the beauty in her shades of grey as he wanted her to see the reds, oranges and yellows of his sunset. "You see the colours?" he asked. "Si, Reyes, I see them through your eyes," she told him. He used her hair to tilt her head to the side and pressed the brand into her neck. She breathed deep, taking the pain into her soul, knowing Reyes had her. Siempre. Forever; the king and his scarred queen. END OF BOOK ONE