Sliver Queen Proxy Novels & Stories

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

"A lot is going on right now. The responsibilities of kings are heightened at the times of war." He buries his face between my breasts as if he's trying to hide from the world. "I'm glad I have a queen to comfort me. I don't know what I'd do if I was alone right now. Probably drink my problems away or beating men for nothing due to anger…but honestly, I'm glad that Drinks Of Waterfall captured you that day. And I'm glad that Three

"Payments sent to a dead man’s loyalists, routed through a ghost account in the northern tundra. And more importantly, why is the name of the Lycan Queen’s chosen mate written in a ledger meant for traitors?" "I don't know!" Boros cried out, tears of panic mixing with the grime on his face. "The orders didn't come from me! The gold was deposited into our vaults via an anonymous proxy from the northern territories. We were simply told to hold it and disburse it to specific suppliers in the capital who were tracking the defense networks." "Who was the proxy?" "I never saw his face! He wore a heavy winter cowl, but he carried a crest—an obsidian signet ring with a fractured wolf skull. He said

He had a glass of something very old and very dark in front of him, a 1962 Dalmore King Alexander III, one of only a handful of bottles left in his collection, which meant he'd been sitting here long enough to decide the occasion warranted it. He looked up when she walked in. She bowed. He picked up his glass, looked at it, set it back down. "I heard your plans failed." Maeve pressed her back teeth together. "The Silvermoon girl," he continued, his voice the particular low, even tone he used when he was most dangerous, "is still alive. Still breathing. And if she heals by tomorrow…" he picked up the glass again and took a slow sip, "...she will be crowned Luna Queen in front of this entire p

Always the one who rushes out at the critical moment to shield Liam, to shield everything Silver Ridge stands for; when they framed me, she stayed quiet from start to finish. Hatred dragged me down inch by inch. Why me? In their eyes she is light, she is holy; and I am dirt. “Since Princess Lily has spoken so earnestly—” Vetle slanted me a glance, then suddenly raised his voice. “Carry on!” The warriors pulled Lily away. The silver whip lifted again. “No!” Three voices boomed through the hall at once: Liam, Clara, and Cole. Clara’s eyes were red as she pleaded for Lily. “Saint Envoy Vetle, today has nothing to do with Lily, I promise—”

“I understand you don’t want anyone to know who you truly are, but the name—” “No.” I shake my head sharply. “I don’t want anyone, not even a fly, to know my true identity. Not even my name.” “Alright then.” He nods, his expression softening. “Nobody will know. Not even my shadow will hear me call you Hyera, I promise.” A warm smile spreads across his face. “You are SilverQueen. And because it feels like I’ve known you my whole life, I’ll tell everyone you’re my childhood best friend.”

"You feeling jt know ke either but you judged me because of my status, which you keep throwing on my face. I might not be a higher-ups like you but remember one thing Mr Alpha. Without subjects like us, you won't have a pack to rule. We make you an Alpha. Don't you dare forget it."I was going to say more, but the Queen cut me off. "You two just shut up. I didn't call you or pay for this expensive honeymoon suite to listen to your boring argument. I bright you to have sex and consummate your marriage, hopefully give me a child. The only thing I want to hear is your,'s answer. Are you going to be adult about this, and consummate or do you want me in the room to make sure you do?"

Breathed through it and kept going until upright with feet near the edge of the table. "The ports are gone," I said. "Which means the money starts to slow. Which means we have a window before the syndicate starts bleeding people." I looked at him. "But we have something Syris doesn't know about." "The vault," Varek said. "The vault," I said. "My father didn't keep the Sovereign wealth in any system Syris can touch. It's physical. It's underground. It's been sitting under this city for thirty years waiting for someone with the right blood to open it." I met his eyes. "We use it to stabilize the syndicate. We use it to take back the ports. And we use whatever is left to go after the board memb

“Blood first. Then binding. Then invocation.” The Shadow Alpha nodded. “And the power?” “The spring will respond,” the Queen said smoothly. “It always does.” The Seer’s lips pressed into a thin line. Dastin spoke carefully. “And if it resists?” The Queen stopped behind his chair. “It will not.” Her hand rested briefly on his shoulder lightly almost affectionate. A warning disguised as reassurance. The seer tilted her head. “You are certain?” The Queen smiled. “I have never been uncertain.”