Red Queen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was mind-linking. With everyone. Power rippled through the clearing like a storm. Liam’s wolf bristled. Jenny stepped out of the shadows, eyes shining with twisted admiration. “You took your time,” she said softly. The crimson wolf’s gaze flicked toward her. “You promised me a queen,” he replied. Bailey’s stomach dropped. Queen. Not Luna. Not mate. Queen. This wasn’t about territory. This was about power. Ancient power. Xander’s growl shook the ground.

She wants to be near the Queen always, to touch her, to claim her as hers, but she can’t. She is just but a mere doll, and the Queen belongs to the King, whom she is certain would have her head on a chopping block should he learn how she feels about his Queen, and what they have done. Yuelan hides a smile at the blonde cuteness. The red stain on her cheeks makes her very alluring. Unable to help herself, she reaches out to push back the strand of hair blocking the girl’s view. Which she gently tucks behind her ear.

Did they peel off a layer for a new, stranger one to appear? “If the king repulses you so then you should seduce the prince. From sight and words, I know Perci is perhaps the most handsome man in the kingdom. Think about it, Mare, two dragon bloods taking over the kingdoms. It is what he wants is it not?” She was fighting for words to say, anything to bring her old friend back to her. Yet the only thing that came to her were these words, “I cannot believe you!” she swung away from him prepared to run away when he ran to grab her cloak off the chair and he threw it across her shoulders, holding her to still her movements.

“But the Queen will be stronger, so she is going to make more decisions, so the vampire race is going to be gone, and the first person that is going to be dead is dear old dad Jayden.” “I won’t let you kill my father!” Jade said getting up. “I will make sure she won’t be able to kill him.” “You can try Jade, but the Queen is a dark Queen and no matter how much light you have in you, her darkness will overtake you and there isn’t anything you will be able to do about it.” He said with an evil grin. “But I will enjoy watching you fight her when she does end his pathetic life right in front of you, and you will do nothing about it.” He said sitting back, Rachel made herself comfortable in his l

He stepped closer, but she raised her hand not to touch him, but to point at the papers. “This family… this empire… has always been ruled by men blinded by pride. That’s why Julian is dead. That’s why I wear black at a wedding.” Her voice sharpened, cold as glass. “I will not rest until every stone of the Delwunco legacy bends to me.” Ruben studied her, realizing he wasn’t standing beside a grieving mother anymore. He was standing before a queen sharpening her crown with blood. And for the first time, he didn’t know if he was her partner or her first sacrifice.

It was *her*. “Her?” My stomach twisted. “The Crimson Queen,” Kael murmured. I stared at both of them. “Who the hell is that?” Riven exhaled sharply. “An ancient ruler. A being of pure destruction. She was sealed away centuries ago because she nearly tore the world apart.” “And you think she’s inside me?” My voice cracked. “No,” Kael said. “She’s *awakening* through you.” I took a step back. “That’s insane.”

Alexander appeared in the doorway, his expression a mixture of relief and apprehension. "Alexa," he said softly. "You're back." I turned away from him. "I have nothing to say to you." Father saw an opportunity. "Alexander! Good, you're here. Talk some sense into her. Tell her to forget this nonsense about severing family ties." Alexander stepped forward cautiously. "I'm not here to take sides this time. I've learned my lesson." I scoffed. "Too late for that." He moved closer, his eyes pleading. "Our mate bond is sacred. The Goddess herself chose us. Don't you feel the pull even now?"

He reached for it, almost afraid it would vanish if he hesitated. It clicked open with a soft pop, revealing two rings nestled like twin secrets against deep indigo silk. One was unmistakably the legendary engagement ring of Queen Zenobia a perfect oval red diamond formed from the blood of the first dragon, embraced by twin dragons wrought in platinum, their tails intertwining to form the band. The other, simpler yet equally striking, was Prince Richard’s, a signet of the same red diamond encircled by the intertwined royal crests of Alynthia and Asterin.

"Sit down, Rourke, and listen. You won't win anything by charging at them now, with the court watching and your wife unburied. For the present, you keep well clear of the prince and his Luna both. Give them nothing to point at. Go and bury Selene with all the sorrow you can paint on your face, and be the grieving husband, and let the whispers die down. Patience. We have laid this design over years. We won't throw it away over one bad week." "And meanwhile?" "Meanwhile you press the marriage." Her eyes sharpened. "The red-haired girl. Rhea. That match matters more now than ever because the girl Ravena has bled my silver dry. Don't you see it? We have lost one well. We must open another, a dee

“When the time comes, you’ll have to choose, Ashlyn. Between love and balance.” I met her eyes, steady. “You already know which one I’ll pick.” Her lips curved into a sad smile. “Yes. I do. And that’s what scares me most.” We stood there until the first drops of rain began to fall, the storm building around us. Lechandray leaned against a tree, quiet for once, watching the two of us like she was witnessing something ancient and fragile. When the thunder cracked above, Serena pulled her coat tighter and said, “The Red Queen will come soon. When she does, everything will change.”