Selene The Black Queen Novels & Stories

“I am sure.” “Very well.” Selene seemed to rise up higher, and even more ethereal, if that was possible. “I pledge my help. I will send my own white wolf to help you when the time is near. She will come in the form of a daughter of my own kind. She will be unlike any other from your own time. She will be mated to your last son. And she will bare the name of the flowers that you grow here. And together they will become the last Alpha King and Queen to rule these lands. They will both make sacrifices to defeat the darkness. But defeated he will be.” “But surely my eldest son will become the King?” My eyes widen in surprise.

Esmeray was trapped inside a coffin. "Help! Help! I can't breathe in here!", she screamed. But nobody dared to open the coffin. Afterall, they didn't want to go against the Lore king, as she was his sacrificial bride. If there weren't any holes in tue coffin, she would have been dead, long gone. Finally they arrived at the palace of Maleficium. The Lore king was sitting on his chair, with legs crossed and waiting for his sacrificial bride. The people left the coffin there and rushed out, as soon as they were done. If they had looked into his eyes, they would have turned to stone. The Lore king came slowly to the coffin and opened it. Esmeray took in a deep breath, she was finally able to bre

But they'd forgotten what it felt like to stretch in a smile. Her name was Jerika Krester - the powerful Alpha Queen that was a terror to many.

Katherine Pov I find myself descending downwards in a black void of emptiness. I couldn't see my hands or feet though. I was just...there. "Where am I?" I asked not waiting to hear a reply but out of the darkness came light from above. And descending from the light in a white apparel was Selena herself, the moon goddess. "Are you awake now, Katherine?" Selena inquired, extending her hands out to me. "Are you ready to come home with me?"

He sounded surprised. "Oh, so holy water can kill them?" I answered, "I don't really know, but it can definitely hurt them." Then he asked, "How much do you need?" Queen Selene took the phone from me and said, "As much as possible. Gather all you can and send it to the Werewolf Realm. It will be useful on the battlefield." He asked, "Um... who are you?" She replied, "I'm Queen Selene, the former Queen of the Witches." His excitement was obvious.

My hair was styled neatly, my face devoid of any emotion. At the bottom of the stairs, Don Lorenzo was waiting. He stood tall, wearing a black suit that fit his broad frame perfectly. As I descended, his eyes locked onto me, roaming over my body with that possessive, hungry look that made my skin crawl. But I didn't flinch. I didn't look away. I held his gaze with cold, empty eyes. He clapped his hands slowly, slowly walking towards me. "Beautiful," he purred, stopping right in front of me. "You see? When you stop crying and fighting, you are absolutely stunning. You were meant to be here, Selene. You were meant to wear these clothes, stand in this hall, and belong to me."

As the opening widened, thousands of armored soldiers emerged from the darkness beyond, standing in perfect formation beneath banners embroidered with a crimson dragon entwined around a black wolf. The Hall hadn't simply been breached. It had been surrounded. The silver-haired woman lowered her spear until its crystal tip rested lightly against the polished floor. "My name is Selene." Her smile never reached her eyes. "And I've spent the last twenty years waiting to kill the final Dragon Queen."

And the true mate bond with Darius called to her like a siren song from the future summit. She dressed for the day in another elegant gown, the perfect Luna mask firmly back in place. But inside, the queen was rising. The whispers in the dark had only just begun.

“Let's just go home.” “But this has made matters worse, Vanya is now so angry at us.” “What if he is angry at us‽ Why are you feeding his ego and making him feel too important?” “Because he is dangerous and cruel don't you see?” The car fell silent. I leaned back, lips curling into a slow, dangerous grin. My laugh was low and sharp, cutting through the stale air like a blade. “I am Hayley Lorenzo Bonham Carter.” I proclaimed. “The Queen of the PrideWolf country. The Luna mother, the unbroken, and the moon goddesses delight. Vanya should be afraid of me, everyone should, including you."

It wasn’t wolfsbane toxin, no—but I sensed what it was without having to see it. Poison. “Now. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Ellie. I don’t care which one you pick, but you will pick.” She said it like she was discussing the weather. “And tonight, this finally ends. After too many years living under your pathetic little shadow, I’m finally saying goodbye. And I’m stepping into my rightful place—not just as Luna, but Luna Queen, by Dominic’s side.” I glanced at the pouch. Then at the door behind her, which was slowly, silently, cracking open.