Queens Of Mewni Novels & Stories

Morgan lets go of my hand and rushes to the tiny female who greets her with open arms and an equally wide smile. I watch as they embrace each other, standing awkwardly as they gush over one another. Gathering that this was the queen of the werecats I had heard about. “Tawny this is Leneve, daughter of the great Nyctimus. And Rhett’s mate!” Morgan says excitedly gesturing for me to come meet the queen of the big cats. I hold my hand out to the tiny female, “A pleasure to meet you, your highness.” The tiny female takes my hand with a welcoming smile, “Any mate of Rhett’s is already a sister to me.” She tells me.

In their heads, they were all muttering about what Drake said just now. Who is this queen? Why did the emperor say continue? And then, like a flash of light passing through their heads, the mist was cleared, at this moment they understood what the emperor's words meant. The other hidden queen is Miren - the lover of General Dylan. The chaotic images of the previous day's wedding appeared in their heads like a slow-motion movie. They couldn't help but marvel at the magic of this. This wedding, held twice, was for the same woman.

"He was a King to Atlantis, to the Werewolves he was a Beta. Just as Valaria was. She was the Beta Femal to the Queen of Werewolves, and Quell Alexandria, you your Grandfather is named for was Queen Valeria's Second." "How did that work?" I asked, sudden hope that Kari and I could do the same." "It was some of the best years of reign for the Werewolves and they Mermaids. We worked side by side with them, and the Fae, it was also these two Queens that brought forward the Supernatural Council." Merida explained. "They say History Repeats itself, and I think you two being put in to power is to help with unrest we are due to come up against."

“And I won’t give them another opportunity.” Mira turned toward me carefully. “Aria… the voice mentioned a Queen?” I nodded slowly. “That’s what I heard.” The elders exchanged worried looks. Finally, Mira spoke quietly. “There are stories about a witch queen who practices forbidden magic. Most covens fear her.” Maya looked confused. “A witch queen?” Mira’s face darkened. “Queen Dravenna.” The name alone made my stomach tighten. Damon noticed immediately. “You know her?”

The Young maid held her breath as Meisi fixed the slave a piercing glare. “ The Queen..” The girl breathed hard as she tried to get the words out. Meisi raised her head from her work as the word caught her attention. Did the bitch finally slump and died? Or one of the consorts pushed her into the well? The other consorts might be acting like sister wives with the queen but who is to say that they won't have ulterior motives too? “What happened to her mighty tramp?” Meisi hissed while the girl caught her breath.

THE WEREWOLF KINGDOM: THE ROYAL PACK Queen Areli sat in the office with her arms rested on the desk, staring at the king, her mate. Silence filled the room, just eyes locked with each other, promises being made with one smirking as the other fought a giggle. The opening of a door pulled them from their staring game. Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game.

Kenru's story comes back to me—the four queens: Winter, Vernal, Autumn, and Fall once ruled the kingdom, but a mysterious group caused their disappearance. The Miss is part of that very council that eliminated the queens. But who is she?

"She is the descendant of the strongest queens in werewolf history. Queen Althea, queen Mireille. Queen sera of the white fang. The women who built the first alliances. The women who ended blood wars, the women who swore oaths to protect your fathers, the women who sacrificed their lives to save our species, who created the peace we all enjoy now." The elders adjusted. "You call the west kingdom a curse," Arden said. "But it was the queens of the west who held the line when the other species attacked, they all fought with their lives while most of you hid your shameless faces in the cave, it was their blood and sweat that brought peace." "That was hundreds of years ago," Marius said. "Times

Nothing changes. Not the way he treats me. Not the way others see me. Even the maids whisper. Their voices low But not low enough. I hear them. I always do. I sit on the edge of my bed. My thoughts drift back to the Queen Mother. Worry settles in my chest. She is the only one who treats me with genuine kindness. Her And Queen Viola. Everyone else Feels distant. Cold. Or dangerous. The night stretches on. Quiet. Still. Peaceful on the surface.

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.”