Skylander Golden Queen Novels & Stories

The vampire queen could not believe it, arms in the air. She did not know what to do, she had not seen this one coming. As she stared at them, they lowered their heads, eyes wide and sure having her huff out over and over again. They knew just as she knew that once those eyes came out to play, she was just a yes ma’am from then. “Okay. Uhm, is it okay Ziss?” “Yeah, sure. We love having Kyde and Kaide, always.” Ziss said out, the werewolf king and queen just reaching them.

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.

“Take care of your huge watchdog, Jada. And come in one piece return. Ten minutes later Kael and I stood in the gigantic rock cut hangar cave. The Zephyr rested before us. It wasn't a fiend, soot-pucking Dreadnought vessel. The Slider was a masterpiece of matt black carbon and elegantly curved wings designed to be silent and invisible through the atmosphere cut. Kael still wore his black kinetic suit, but had two of the heavy, antique kinetic rifles strapped on the back. I had mine modified equipment strapped and my climbing gloves pulled over.

Gin took teams to the Glacier Forest in the north for training drills. Xasha equipt all his enchanters and alchemists with magnification goggles. He equipt his enchanters with what he called rune pens, made from the tail feathers of baby Golden Peacocks. Baby Golden peacocks were rarely seen, as the adults would live in far, hard to reach places like steep mountain cliffs. A small militia made up of adults would protect the nests, babies would only be let out once they have fully matured.

Damien asked while leafing through the file, his eyes scanning the key details. "The construction is completed Alpha. Two new trainers will be arriving the Scarlet Mountain by the weekend. They're experts in martial arts and you will be surprised to know that they once used to work for Alpha Ryder. I have talked with them and they're willing to train the new boys." Zion told him. Damien suddenly halted in his tracks. "Ryder? The Lycan King of SilverWoods." His pitch dropped as he turned to face Zion who gulped in response.

Drones hovered above, catching every movement. But everyone turned when someone arrived. I believe it must be the infamous Jules. Silver McLaren Sabre. Chrome trim with black spoilers. The engine sound was so deep it made the air feel heavier. He stepped out like a ghost in steel. His helmet mirrored mine, faceless and unreadable. He didn’t look at me, not directly, but I felt his attention like static on my skin.

[LYCAN KINGDOM B - OUTSKIRTS - NIGHT TIME] The vast expanse of the Lycan Kingdom stretched out before Zilver and his army, a seemingly endless forest cloaked in the vibrant hues of autumn. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and the distant promise of adventure. Zilver, the formidable lycan king of kingdom A with eyes as sharp as his silver armour, rode at the head of his troops, their horses pounding the earth with each thunderous step. The army moved with a synchronised precision that spoke of years of training and discipline.

Book One: Scarred Queen Don't see no colours like you, but you ask me to, Ask me to see the things you do, Think the way you do. Fuck the way I feel, the way I feel for you. Loyal is everything to you, but you want me too, You take me too, I ain't gonna be for you, Not loyal no more, not if I go. Fuck the way you do, obsessed with you too. Why you gotta take, take everything for you,

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

The further they traveled, the less they felt like they belonged to the world they knew. Selene rode at the front, dressed in black leather armor custom-made for her by the Moonborn tailors. It bore silver filigree across her shoulders and hips; wolf symbols and crescent moons etched in enchanted thread. Her hair was tied in a long braid down her back, and her expression was grim. Ryker rode beside her on a black stallion, his own armor matching hers but far more rugged. His blade never left his back, and he kept scanning the forest like he expected something to jump out at them.