Red Queen Age Rating Novels & Stories

I stood in the center of the high stage, my hands folded neatly over my grey maid apron. Deep inside my chest, the royal magic fire was pulsing with a slow, heavy heat. The bitter, dry taste of copper blood was faint on my tongue. I tightly clamped my mouth shut, forcing my teeth together as I forcefully swallowed the hot blood down, keeping my posture perfectly straight. I kept my face locked into a flawless, stoic mask of absolute innocence. Beneath my wet grey uniform sleeves, the golden star birthmark remained completely hidden in the dark. Across the long silver table, the High Elders of the global Lycan Council were whispering in low, gravelly voices.

Others gaining interest in the exchange, she’d never shown open affection to a child. Her interest peaked as the child didn’t lower her gaze, no submission evident in her body language. It had been a long time since anyone apart from her father had been able to keep her gaze but there was something about the child that was different. Something intriguing. She tilted her head and smiled at her as she narrowed her eyes slightly, her beast shaking out its fur at the idea of a true challenge. As the beast awakened and her eyes melted from silver to red, the atmosphere around them was filled with dominance that sent every wolf in the valley to the floor in submission. Her father was exempt from i

"What the hell?! Are you saying that she's turning to your kind? If she do, then why her skin haven't grow furs already?" "I don't know," I hissed, chaining up my mate in those thick metals. "Our first shift starts at the age of twelve to fifteen, supposedly. But this is different.... I think———I think the witch put a curse on her, or something." Gwen gritted her teeth. "If that's true, then we have to find some way to dispel it," she said, glancing over her shoulder before she turned back to me. "Look, I'll sorry about your Dad. It was too——"

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

She scolded; it was true Kitana had picked it out as something special for my day I take her place as queen, she had advised that this will be perfect for the new generation to rule, and Ryder won’t be able to take his eyes off you. “I’m going to keep asking as you know how much I hate surprises; I’m only doing this as I love your mother with all my heart so I’m not pushing it.” I joked, I honestly can’t wait to see what Kitana had picked out for me to wear, I just know it’s going to be amazing.

She shook her head, she taking my scars, her face morphing into so many different phases of disgust. “ I am sure Alpha Rivers won’t mind. Oohh child. What had you gotten yourself into?” My mother said, her hands on my hair, holding and letting it go. “ And take off that thing.” She sneered out, her eyes on my crown. My eyes were wide, my hand going over to my crown then I lowered my hand. Her hand went to snatch it but just one look had her lower her filthy hands down. “ If you are the vampire queen, you can touch it. If not, you don’t want to get your hand chopped off.” I sneered back to her.

“The prophecy.” Silence followed that word immediately. Even through the wall I could feel the tension shift. Then another witch snapped softly, “Not this again.” “No,” the first replied calmly. “Listen to me carefully before dismissing it.” Something moved strangely beneath my skin the second she said that. I swallowed hard and kept listening. “Before the eclipse,” the witch whispered carefully, “the Queen of the Night will reveal herself. A creature born of fang, blood, and magic. One body carrying all three.”

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

"I... Actually, I know exactly what the Queen wants you to see..." Rakel glanced at her in surprise. “You do?” Nadine gave a nervous nod before biting her fingertips and peering at him. “I... forget about it. I mean, it's something that the Queen has kept hidden from both of you, I don't know her reason for it, but I'm not sure if you'd want to hear it from me.” she sounded as if she's concerned about him at the same making Delaney look like a fraud in front of him.

She trembled uncontrollably as her soft breasts were squeezed, kneaded, and toyed with, causing her lust to surge even more uninhibitedly and the drug’s effects to take full hold. Completely unable to think, she was suffocated by the passionate, wet, and hot kiss above, while below, the man’s hands gripped her—her breasts played with until they were swollen, aching, yet intensely pleasurable. “Baby, you’re so hot.” Victor finally released her fragrant lips, giving her a chance to catch her breath. Her lips, reddened and moistened by the kiss, parted and closed, revealing her delicate, lilac-colored tongue. The man’s eyes darkened; he suddenly lowered his head and took her pert, red nipple in