Selene Black Queen Novels & Stories

Sitting up abruptly, she scanned her surroundings, realizing she was in the altar of the Witch Queen Mother of the Ocean. "You're so lucky, Anne," the Queen Mother remarked, pouring a substance into a calabash. Anne turned around to see the Queen Mother behind her. The Queen Mother was a beautiful mermaid adorned with a golden crown atop her head and holding a golden scepter in her left hand. "All hail the Queen Mother," Anne said, bowing humbly. The Queen scoffed. "Not yet." Anne lowered her gaze, expressing her regret. "I am sorry this happened, Mother," she said humbly.

Before I could say anything or respond, I felt a sweet voice calling me lovingly. "Darcy, my child" the voice said, I turned to see a woman standing in front of the river, she was a beautiful woman, her pale white skin and silver hair looked as if they are glowing and light blue eyes shined as she looked at me with love and adoration "Who are you?" I asked and she chuckled softly "Who do you think I am?" she asked amusingly with a raised eyebrow, a gasp left my mouth at the realization "Yes, my dear child, I am Selene, I live on the Moon and you know me as your mother Moon" she said with a smile playing on her lips

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!"

The air buzzed with renewal. Luna stood at the center, dressed in black leather with silver embroidery, her silver hair braided tightly, beads of moonstone and onyx woven into each plait. She was every inch the Alpha Queen—commanding, radiant. Kael stood beside her, regal in his own right, though the heat in his gaze whenever he looked at her was anything but formal. Selene joined them, her fingers stained with ink and herbs, her face tired but determined. "The wards are holding stronger," Selene reported. "But I want to travel east, to the border. There's magic in the earth there. I might find something we can use."

But seeing him stared down at me that way, broke every inch of my soul. Five months ago after the death of King Alpha Lev, the man who murdered my parents and put me in his harem, Troy became the new Alpha king and he destroyed the harem and I and the rest of the women were set free. Despite knowing I was an abomination, Troy treated me nicely and we made love several times. But when I finally mated with him and the Elders protested; how dare a Lyge—a wolf from a generation of humans turned wolf—become Queen Luna. I was surprised when he sided with them.

“Thanion, Lord of the Underworld, Master of Shadows, Keeper of—” “Get to the point, Zeus.” Thanion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, his patience visibly wearing thin. Zeus chuckled again, unperturbed, and gestured around the room. “You know, for someone who claims to hate their title, you’ve certainly embraced the aesthetic. The torches, the black marble, the... ambiance.” He waved a hand toward the spectral woman, who rolled her eyes and vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving the faint scent of lilies in her wake.

Luna shoved the page under her mattress just as the door creaked open. Damian’s sister, Selene, slipped inside. 16 years old. Eyes too sharp for her age. “You’re an idiot,” Selene whispered, locking the door behind her. “You’re going to get him killed.” Luna stood. “Where is he?” “Chains in the dungeon. But that’s not the problem.” Selene pulled something from her cloak. A dagger. The blade was black. Not silver. Obsidian. “This is. The elders aren’t doing the goddess ritual at dawn.”

"No, I didn’t… I swear, I have never seen that before!" "Well, well," Selene said softly, stepping forward, her slippers leaving marks in the flour. She looked down at Martha with cold, empty eyes. "It seems the Blackwood kitchens are run by thieves." "She didn’t do it!" I shouted, ignoring the sharp pain in my shoulder as I forced myself to my knees. "You put it there! You framed her because she helped me!" Selene looked at me. The hatred in her eyes was strong and clear. "Are you accusing your future Queen of a crime?" she asked quietly. "You are already set to be punished tomorrow for attacking my horse in the woods. Do you want to add treason to your punishment?"

I was bulletproof. As I stood before the nebula, it stopped rotating. “A Vessel? Or a Queen?” A genderless, ancient voice echoed directly in my mind. "I am Elena Blackwood," I declared, staring straight into the cosmic storm. "I am the Vessel who consumed the shadows, and the Queen who rewrites the rules." I reached out and touched the nebula. WHOOSH.