Novel & Cerita Rhaenys Targaryen The Queen Who Never Was

I Dreckos was so surprised to know some hidden truths about the true identity of their Queen Lea. Their Queen’s full name is Asalea. She is the only heir to the throne of the Knostican Kingdom, which no longer exists right now. The said Kingdom, two years ago has been attacked by the Ecleteon Werewolves and no Knostikan Vampires survived except for the only daughter of the King and Queen who happened to have the ability to disappear. She was able to escape and no news about her since then has been heard. The name of the Knostican Princess is ASALEA.

I shook my head as I pulled my phone out and watched her and Heth come into the house and make some lunch. She had developed into a beautiful woman. Her long black hair hung down to her perfect ass. She had put some red highlights in it and I loved it. She stood at five eight but she was the perfect height for me. Her eyes though they really caught your attention. They were like the perfect shade of blue I have ever seen. When I stared into them I have to pull myself back or I would be lost in them. I closed the app on my phone and put it back in my pocket. Heth truly was the only person I did trust with her. He knew my dirty little fantasy's about making her mine. I knew he would protect he

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

Rex replied, confusion written over his face. “Oh, I think you know her,” the queen said, focusing her four blood-red irises on Rex, “After all, you killed her.” After swallowing, Rex looked back at the queen, who seemed to look like she was searching his face for something, “I am sorry, but what was her name?” “Her name was Balrog, queen of the surface dwellers.”

"Oh, my queen. You're not trying hard. Why don't you try to read my mind now, as now I am thinking of something? " His gaze didn't leave me not even a second as I tried to read him. Then there was a long line that he was thinking in his mind, and suddenly, I could read. [It was on purpose I wanted you to find me. I've been wanting to get to know you and have loved your form of life since I heard about a vampire queen who turned an old city into a place for humans being slaughtered by rogue vampires. She declared those beasts, the merciless vampires as rogue vampires, and she made a system that those merciless vampires should be annihilated, all of them. All only for the sake of humans that h

"I've always been curious about popcorn." "You've never eaten popcorn before?" Erica asked as she scooped a handful and passed the bowl to Penelope. "He's a Demon." Penelope stated casually. "I doubt he's tried Human food before." "On topic, please." Jayce said through gritted teeth. "Confirms what?" "Your Queen is a descendant of the Angel Ariel." Zalakai said with a slight shrug. "She feels the power of Ariel drawing her to the book. Only someone of her bloodline can access the information within it."

From the shadows of the ruined colonnade, a figure stepped forward draped in red silk, her eyes like twin embers in the dim. Rowena. Alive. Whole. Smiling. “Lovely coronation,” she purred. “But, sister, did you really think you were the only queen?” The ground trembled. The fires shifted, turning black once more. Matteo reached for his weapon. Bianca raised her blade. But Rowena only laughed, soft and deadly. “You fought a war for the living. I command the dead. The real war,” she whispered, “starts now.” The sky cracked open lightning raining blood.

I’ve never wanted to make it official with anyone, well, except Adriana. Even when her stupid, incompetent father had tried to marry her off to me. There wasn’t really confirmation since the wedding never happened. And all the other episodes. We didn’t get married. She hasn’t been given an official title. Now that would change. Tonight, she’ll be the woman on my arm which everyone is curious about. And soon, she’ll be known as my wife. The Lycan queen. My queen. “Let go of me,” Adriana snaps through gritted teeth as she pulls away from my hold. Or should I say, attempt to.

On it stood a crystal sarcophagus, and within it—a woman. Or something that once had been. Long silver hair, skin like pale quartz, and runes carved into her closed eyelids. She was beautiful. And terrifying. “Elara,” Dain whispered, stepping closer. “That’s Queen Althea.” “The last Blood Queen,” Vesper added, his voice tight. “She vanished during the final war.” Kael’s hand went to his blade. “Why is she here? Buried like this?” Elara’s breath caught. “Because she’s not dead.”