Sliver Queen Proxy Novels & Stories

"What you have in you, Elara, is a death sentence. Do you understand that? You aren't just a human girl I bought at an auction anymore. You are the Silver Spark. The herald of the Great Shift." I pulled my hand back, a cold shiver racing down my spine. "You keep talking about prophecies and queens. I'm just a girl from the outskirts, Silas. I was sold like cattle. How can I be... that?" Silas turned away from me, pacing the length of the stone room like a caged tiger. "The legends say that when the packs grow too corrupt, when the blood of the ancients runs thin, a Silver Queen will rise. She won't be born of wolf blood, but of the stars themselves. Her power is the only thing that can strip

“The Queen was originally from Black Shifters pack and she went back there during her pregnancy.” “Why?” Mina asked with a frown. “Why would the Lycan Queen of an empire go back to her parents' pack during pregnancy?” Delilah blew out a breath. “I have a feeling this is one clue we won’t find in history books.” “Indeed.” Came a different voice from behind them that made Mina jump, startled. She turned around wide eyed to see a sharp looking woman who eyed them as she hissed. “Why are Silver Moon generals in the royal Library?! Who gave you clearance to be in here?”

She didn't look at notes. Sarah activated the broadcast at 2:30 AM. "This is a message to every pack, every Alpha, every independent territory, every family of wolves on this continent that has been living under the Council of Alphas' authority or its shadow." Her voice had recovered most of its quality since the two days of unconsciousness, with the remaining roughness actually serving it — it sounded like someone speaking from a place where things had happened, which was accurate. "My name is Elena Vasquez. I am the Silver Queen. If you felt the White Wolf signal two days ago, this is the source. If you've been wondering whether the stories from the First Void War were true, the answer is

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

"I want that. I want the spicy cakes and the honey fruits. Please." Lucien looked out the window, then back at her, his expression shifting from amusement to gentle concern. He shook his head slowly. "My love," he said, his voice deep and firm. "You are the Queen of Shadow Fang. You cannot simply step out onto the public street like a commoner. The crowd is dense, the road is dusty, and you are carrying our heir. It is not safe. I can send a guard to buy whatever you want and bring it back to the carriage."

“The quarry’s value far exceeds the valley’s.” “Then what do you want?” Just as my image was about to speak, a voice came from the door. “Wait! We haven’t fully considered this!” It was Lydia. She barged in, ignoring all protocol. “The Alpha is still thinking about the offer! Why don’t we discuss other terms? Like the border-line issue?” The Silverclaw Alpha frowned. “The border? You want our border?” “No, no!” my image of Lydia waved her hands frantically. “I mean, if we give you the quarry, can you promise not to expand south?”

he said softly, “she’s awakened. The one you warned me about.” The shadows responded, coiling up from the cracks in the floor until they formed a faint silhouette — a woman’s shape, tall and regal, her eyes like twin eclipses. “Then the time draws near,” the voice whispered through his mind. “The Silver Queen rises, but she does not yet see. The bond you share is her weakness. Use it.” Lucian bowed his head, though his tone was edged with defiance. “And what happens if I fail?” The shadow’s smile was slow and merciless. “Then she will destroy you. And through you, all that remains of the night.”

, the witch head shrugged, “Is there a way that you could tell us where the luna queen is?”, Sarah asked, She rolled her eyes, “I am a witch, not a soothsayer or stalker. You are on your own from now, get me the materials and the alpha king will be cured of the spell”. “Is there a place where we can find a soothsayer?”, Fredrick asked inquisitively, he knew he had to find Daphne with or without one, but it would be easier to know where she was ahead of time.