Novel & Cerita Red Queen Age Rating

Fuck, this was nothing of this earth. "I did not invite you in," A voice boomed, both young and old. New and broken. Shivers dug their way up my legs, rattling my knees slightly. "I never thought I would see the Killer Queen tremble this much." A mocking laughed followed. Katharine's teeth were warped, like she had tried prying them from her mouth. Faint outlines of shadow created the illusion of antlers from her head. "What are you?" I mumbled, unable to fully catch my breath. The thing smiled back cruelly and I could hear many civilizations wither and die within each word it spoke afterwards.

" I swear, ugh. Well I guess that if I want to have them work with me, even if I don't like it, I'll have to stay. Emily and Emma will have my head this time around. Well I guess of with the hood. "..." "What? Don't you know it's not polite to stare?" "Your eyes..." "Yes they are a stormy gray, I know! Get over it." "Come on then, you'll sit between me and Leviathan." "..." "But why? I wanted her to stay next to me-" "MMM... Since you said that you are 200 years old, then why do you look like a kid?" "So that I can kick you better! I swear.... Because I stopped aging at 16 years you IDIOT!"

"Really guys? My jeans or my blouse I didn't know this game was going to be naughty." Johnny answered for them. "Think of it like one of those R rated horror movies, your royal highness. You know the kind where the extremely attractive and fetching damsel in distress, or the queen in this case, runs around being chased by the bad monsters while she is only half dressed. Now make a choice. You have five seconds." "Well if you promise to not let our 'movie' sink below its R rating, fine, the queen agrees," she told them. "Very good," Johnny said, "so which souvenir are you going to hand over to the tickle monsters."

Nothing ever excited me anymore. "Sire? The Council is waiting in the war room." I didn't turn around to look at my Beta. "Let them wait, Silas. They’ve been waiting three years for me to pick a Queen. Another ten minutes won't kill them." "They are agitated," Silas pressed, his voice smooth. "The rogue attacks are increasing. The people are scared. They say a King without a mate is a King without a future."

flash in his. “It is NOT my fault my father, YOUR King, was a man whore! I did not ask for this bullshit but hey if the shoe fits, wear it right? So here I am bitch! If you have a problem with me or my wolf, we will be on the training grounds until lunch.” I looked away from Koda who had looked past me to Jax, probably questioning if I could challenge him like that or not. I had everybody’s eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted. “That goes for anybody else here who does not think I’m worthy enough. Rather you like it or not I will be your Queen soon enough and you will all bow to me. Maybe once I rip a few of your throats out, you will learn to tread carefully.”

This was hers. Across the clearing stood her rival—Queen Maera of the Crimson Claws. Once a powerful ally, Maera had broken their ancient truce and claimed Selene’s child would bring imbalance to the werewolf order. Maera, with her hair braided in crimson silk and eyes gleaming with challenge, looked every bit the warrior queen. "Selene Moonborn," Maera called out, her voice resonating through the clearing. "You carry a child conceived through unnatural bonds. You’ve made pacts with ancient forces and turned your back on the Old Ways. You are unfit to rule."

She gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. Selene drew her head backwards, she wiped her tear stained cheeks, "Luna?" "I have heard of this prophecy before, I never imagined it would be true!" Her eyes beamed. "What are you saying mother? I don't understand you," Selene creased her brows. "The prophecy says that the a particular Luna shall birth the destined Luna who will have the power to rule her pack, and defeat all those who troubles us. It was said, she would be a Red Luna, with actual red fur."

We were all watching a scene in which the Queen was making a deal with Amira to help her get Mery rejected. There would be gasps all around us, and everyone would start talking about how it makes sense since she was always jealous of Mery. Add to that Mery was an elemental wolf, and the Queen of werewolves aka. me, is an elemental wolf. So it was more than weird how she didn't pass the ritual while she was giving the vibe of a Queen. Honestly, it was never about being an elemental wolf or a pack one. The spell that was cast on the lake was to protect the royal line from having imposters that might ruin the royal family. This was the main reason why I created the ritual.

The loudspeaker came on. "ALL SLAVES SHOULD HEAD TO THE TRAINING GROUND. NOW!!" People scrambled out of the dinning area to the training ground. The guards stationed outside instructed us to sit on the grass. We sat and some murmured in hushed tones. Roman, the second in command to the Royal Chief guard stood in front of us all. He was a mean werewolf that harboured extreme hate for half breeds. There were rumours that he raped some slaves and got rid of those who tried to complain.I gathered my arms around myself as the wind blew heavily. Lily sat beside me shivering. "A royal ring is missing. It is a gold ring with an enchanted ruby. A gift from the moon goddess to the king. A priceless g

she said before she chugged the water down her throat. “Whatever works I guess,” I said, staring at her expectantly. “This is inspired by the theme of your birthday so don’t judge me. I’ve thought about this while we were in your champagne party that’s why I named it after that.” Emma was hesitating to blurt it out as I rolled my eyes and sighed in annoyance. “Okay, fine,” she said in defeat. “How about The Royals?” The Royals, I repeated in my head. It sounded appealing and it didn’t sound cringey in my ears. It suited me because I perceive myself as the queen. Maybe it would work.