Scorpio Queens Novels & Stories

The Queen mother smiled at her son with her bright eyes on him with pride in her. “I am sorry but you have to be disqualified!.” King Scorpius said and frowned. “What?!!.” Loki asked in confusion. “Return to your quarters!.” King Scorpius commanded. —— “My first offspring,the Queen’s womb opener!. Go forth and destroy and conquer!.” The king and Queen of the underworld were blessed with the most terrible faith the human world has seen, something they hated and many prayed and wished it would never come but yet it visited at any age it was meant to come. It came at the darkest times, to steal and devour.

"When I got back from the infirmary, everywhere was quiet. The guards and the maids were all asleep. I decided to hide myself when I heard some noise in the kitchen. The beta female and the queen wanted something to eat. After they left, I saw her pour something on one side of the steak. When she tasted it, she didn't eat from the part that she poured something on. So I figured something was wrong. When she got back to the kitchen, she made a call and said she had done it and the queen will be dead soon" "Thank you so much Althea. You saved me" I hugged her tightly. Valdus retrieved a vial from the pocket of her dress and smelled it. "It has no scent" he passed it round and they confirmed it

His claws leaving a deep scratch across his shoulder blade. I looked at him sadly. My eyes welling with tears as I replied. “You are not my Alpha, Drake. I am a Luna Queen.” My message was simple. I out ranked him. His will had no effect on me. I chose to respect him as an Alpha, but I did not need to fulfil his command.

I held her gaze with my chin tilted and my gaze focused. “I’m a Ravenfield, the rightful Alpha of that pack, of my home. I will lead them and care for them just like my father taught me. I will also be Queen because I have a partner who’s willing to help me, who’s comfortable and happy with me being my own person. I will do both because both are my birthrights, and no one will tell me otherwise.”

They heard the King and Queen of Asteria had chosen to pass on having one of their children enter the Hunters Competition, so the Hunters had skipped going through their kingdom, and was instead heading north, towards their village. "They're due to arrive by nightfall Father! I'm sure I'll be the one they pick. After all, I am the best of our family." Her eldest brother Seth's voice was clearly heard as she worked in the kitchen with her mother and younger sister Cerise. Carrying three plates into the dining room, she placed them down, one in front of her father, the other two in front of Seth and second oldest brother, Sebastian. Her mother and Cerise came out with the rest of the plates, o

His golden skin, amber eyes, and tribal outfit were inviting, enticing – but Rose liked the thought of the queen better. "We flirting, blondie?" "Depends. Does your Queen and her retinue know the location of the Philippine Eagle?" Ambrosio helped Rose over a thorny bramble and beneath a hornet's nest, then up a rope and wood ladder to the palm frond veranda above the lush Ikapati Peace Gardens. "I'll leave that to Queen Regent Catarina Rosales Marquez. She's the Protector of Ikapati's Peace Gardens and reincarnation of Anagoly, Ikapati's daughter. That means everything in the Domminga Mountains is Cate's to look after – humans and Philippine Eagles included."

But right now, the caption read, "Elena Nightbloom consorts with a Rogue. A defiled werewolf is unfit to be Luna Queen!" The thousands of werewolves in the audience instantly fell deathly silent before suddenly erupting into deafening roars. "Traitor!" "Shameless she-wolf!" "Such filth doesn't deserve to be our Luna Queen!" Lucas, dressed in the Alpha King's robes, looked down at me from his elevated position. "Everyone, while Elena Nightbloom is my fated mate, I cannot accept a tainted she-wolf as the Luna Queen. "For the honor of the Silvermoon Kingdom, I officially declare that I reject the bond with Elena Nightbloom and strip her of all titles!"

Tonight, she had found herself the rarest emerald green down, pairing it with a set of diamonds, ones that were linked to being worn by Cleopatra herself. “We can go home if you want,” I whispered. Either way, I wouldn’t be sad of which action she was willing to take. She didn’t acknowledge me, her eyes were on the mirror, perfecting her smiles, her posture— everything that she knew would be scrutinised. The scar on her collarbone, she had refused to cover it, “They are my battle scars, a story to show him that he tried to kill the serpent but failed,” Tonight, she was returning like the scorned bride, ready to bring the storm into the lives of those that crossed her.