Red Queen Book Series Novels & Stories

the general pushes forward one of his men. The poor soldier trembles, almost dropping the delicate celestial-made glass tablet in his hands. "As we were retreating, Princess Juliana also sent along this message," the young drake holds the tablet up so that I can see the image of a wide-eyed girl with a fluid shock of blonde hair and large blue eyes dangling within a glowing blue suit. "UNDERSEA serves no queen of Luxandra. I am Queen Juliana Koralis Majere, and I take back the throne by right of my father TRITUS." Standing next to her is a young drake with blue lightning at his fingertips who smiles as he says, "Long Live the Queen."

"Signing that contract for you was me doing you a favor. What, you were the one who didn't want it, and now you're changing your mind and want to be my bride again?" I frowned. The heir to the Castillo family was this dim. I'll have to tell Grandpa when I get back to do less business with them. Victoria, hearing this, gave a smug smile and turned to Marcus, saying respectfully, "The wedding still needs to happen. Since Miss Aria doesn't want this position, why not give it to someone else?" The next second, the lounge door opened. A young woman in a champagne-colored dress walked in. She was beautiful, no doubt. Blonde hair, blue eyes, her features as perfect as a doll's.

"I almost wish things were different. That we were meeting under other circumstances. You would have liked me, before Dante destroyed everything." He poured himself another whiskey, raising it in a mock toast. "To Arabelle Moretti-Valerio. The Queen who doesn't know she's playing the wrong side of the board." He drank. "But you will soon enough. And when you do, this whole game changes." Outside his window, the city lights twinkled innocently. Somewhere in that city, Arabelle was probably celebrating her victory. Probably in Dante's arms, feeling safe and loved and powerful. Enjoying the calm before the storm.

I explained to my so-called mate making him smile as he loves to be at war with someone due to all the blood that will flow. “Well, my dark King we can plan this together and maybe start another war just to make everything look innocent when we kill all of the royal Lycan family.” I beamed at him; I knew he would love to start another war with the filthy dogs that have kept him in hiding for over two thousand years, yet this was nothing when you’re a vampire King. Thank you all to my loyal readers that have hopefully enjoyed my book so far, I’m planning on taking a little break before I start work on the next book in the series……Vampire’s true mate

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

; she roared. “Sure my lady!” He bowed respectfully and left. “I have been breaking stereotypes since my childhood, I had made every impossible thing possible, I have excluded the word impossible from my words bank then how could this be impossible? I will be the queen of “The Kingdom of Shades”. I will change this kingdom one day. I will eradicate all the darkness from it and make it the kingdom of rising. It will be just bright and powerful like the sun rise. I want everything, everyone under my Lead. The Lead of werewolf Queen. The queen who would be loved and adored by all. The queen will be just like her wonderful mother but she will not be weak like her who couldn’t fight her fate and

Silence… Red Dragon turned slowly, and I saw my father tremble as their eyes met. “I didn't ask if she's worthy. I asked, ‘Where is she?’” Everybody went mute, nobody dared cough, joy filled my heart as I watched my father panic. His gaze darted back and forth, I have never seen him this afraid. Then his gaze caught Sarah approaching from the stairs. “I’m sorry, my Lord. Octavia is not available. But I can show you to Sarah, my beloved daughter, instead.” I swallowed hard. Then Sarah stepped into the spotlight. The moment she got to the sitting room, all eyes fell on her. She knelt before the Red Dragon, covering up her pretense. A strange feeling held me down.

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."

“You heard what we were told. Don’t annoy her.” Annoy me? While I was chained like a goat about to be roasted? Really? I pulled at the chains hard, just in case but nothing.. not even a small give. “Stop struggling, Princess,” the broken-tooth man said with an almost bored tone. “These chains were forged with silver. Even your wolf can’t break out of ’em.” My stomach dropped. “Princess..” one of them repeated dramatically, bowing at me with exaggerated flourish. “We know exactly who you are, Princess Aurielle Draqueen. Last heir of the Lycana bloodline.”

Even the ancient covens would panic once they realized what she truly carried. The balance was already breaking, and once balance breaks, kingdoms die screaming. A sudden scream tore upward from the lower laboratory levels before cutting off violently. Another failed experiment. I barely noticed. Malvek stepped beside me carefully. “My Lord… if the prophecy is real…” “It is.” That shut him up immediately. I looked toward the storm outside while memories older than Blood Carticons moved quietly through my mind. Memories of ancient wars... burning kingdoms... The Hybrid Queen... Asha. The witches buried her story because they feared it.