Romans & histoires Quotes From Red Queen

The man started to laugh a little bit until he saw my eyes. "The girl you have tried so hard to protect. She is being watched carefully. In fact I'm sure she will soon be with her precious parents soon enough." He then spit blood at me. I jumped out of the way as I grabbed the gun from my side and placed a bullet into his skull.

He didn't hide his mate. "Kaelor of the Iron Ridge. And I'm here to talk to the Red Queen." The eyes narrowed. A dozen crossbows clicked. "The Red Queen doesn't talk to traitors," the voice said. A woman stepped into the light. She had a jagged scar across her throat and a crown made of wolf teeth. She looked at Kaelor. Then she looked at Aradaa. "Is that him?" she asked. "The Siphon?" "He's my mate," Kaelor said.

If I wasn’t so frightened for my mate’s safety, I would be captivated by her beauty. “All shall hail the White Queen,” she says, her voice still a sickly combination of two, “the Ruler of Them All. She shall strike fear into the hearts of men. Destruction lies in her wake, and with it, a new era shall begin.” She begins to lift her hands, palms up toward the sky, outstretching her arms like wings. The moon disappears momentarily behind a cloud. When it reemerges, lighting the forest again, the shock of Ruby’s transformation causes me to stumble backwards and trip over a rock, falling to the forest floor.

“With their sharp senses and attentiveness, one learns to see what others overlook.” A long silence. Then the queen rose, gliding toward me. Her perfume was intoxicating with scents of roses, steel, and something darker. She stopped beside my chair, her voice soft enough that only I heard: “Be careful what you see, child. The last who stared too closely at the sun was burned blind.”

I chuckled a little. As I gazed intently into the Luna Queen's eyes, I heard her voice resonate with a profound sense of wisdom and urgency. "My dear, you must exercise caution," the queen warned, her words reverberating through the ethereal chamber. "Life is a labyrinth of unforeseen trials, and you must always be prepared to confront them head-on."

She staggered backwards even before he yelled in her face, “Who the hell made you our leader? We all came here to voice the pain in our hearts, so who the hell are you to feel ashamed as we do that! Who the hell do you think you are?” “I’m a red wolf just like you, asshole!” the female spoke up, standing her ground fearlessly. “Yes, you have your pain to voice out, but none of us has experienced pain like the Queen. None of you! Yet you dare to ask for her blood… for her life! How dare you!”

She inhales sharply but keeps repeating after the Elder. “I vow to listen before I command. To protect before I punish. And to never forget what it means to be powerless.” The surface shifts again—this time revealing Red protecting my pack from danger. “I will protect this realm with pride, defend the people with fury, and walk through fire if it means preserving peace.” Another ripple—Red as a queen, loved by everyone. “Let my reign be marked not by fear, but by compassion. Not by command, but by presence. Not by blood, but by bond.”

The moment I turned my head to glance at the figure behind me, he pinned me against the wall and glared deep into my eyes. "Let me go!! What the hell are you doing?" I hissed at Tony as he clasped my hand roughly and pinning me against the wall. "Why? Didn't this tempt you? A fiery one with blazing red hair, I knew something had been wrong with her. You call death around you because you are a witch. Do you know what I learned today when I went to a ghost town? Stay away from a woman who has blood red hair." He was whispering harshly in my ear.

Down into the cooling basement where the real hardware lived. The doors opened into a vast, circular chamber filled with liquid nitrogen mist. In the center sat a massive throne made not of gold, but of woven fiber-optic cables pulsing with a dark, arterial red light. And sitting on it was the Red-Queen. She wasn't human. She was a Composite Construct. Her body was a patchwork of the most beautiful parts of a thousand uploaded women, stitched together into a terrifying perfection. Her dress was made of flowing digital red code that spilled off the throne and connected to the floor.

she snapped. Sir Quentin glared at her, gripping her arm tightly as he forced them both to come to a halt, “You would abandon even the most loyal to you?!” The Queen tried to pull her arm away, “Don’t question me!” “THE LIVES OF MY FAMILY ARE ON THE LINE!” “How dare you–!” “I dare Queen Ysabel!” Sir Quentin yelled, “I dare because the creatures can conquer the palace at this point and nothing will be left, even you may not survive if you j–AUGGH!”