Sly Fox Queens Novels & Stories

Her gold dress sparkled like the light, and I felt completely at a loss. I looked back at Christian and he was looking at the girls so intensely. Did he like them already? I sniffed as I massaged my temple as I tried to ward off the growing headache that I was feeling. "Beautiful," the queen said with a laugh. Then she went ahead to call, Mona Leap from The Blood Moon Pack, Kristen Blackwood from NightCrest Pack, Katherine Wolfe from the Twilight Pack, Willow Drove from the Warrior Pack, Ana Royals from the Crescent Pack, Ella Drove from the WindRock Pack, Harriet Moon from the Shadow Pack, Noel Light from the Sundown War Camp, Bianca Air from the Star-crest Pack, Jessica Mills from the Ench

I am in a cell alone. Felix and the queen come to the bars separating us "Your majesty, we are just friends. We apologise for slacking off to have an impromptu gathering but thats all it is" I plead. Her snakes glide out from the bottom of her dress. They slither and wrap along the bars before wrapping themselves along me. Constricting. To look at them they appear as shadows but they feel real. The power of the queen's mark.

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

We looked around the room, which was deadly silent until Jeremy Maxwell, Robert’s Beta, stood and held his hand over his heart. “A pack is a family, and I, for one, swear to do all in my power to keep my family and my future Queen safe. I vow to protect her with my last dying breath. I swear loyalty to the Scarlet Circle pack and our future Queen.” His mate Hayley stood up next. “I vow to protect my future Queen with my last dying breath. I swear loyalty to the Scarlet Circle pack and our future Queen.” I held my hand over my heart to them. Then my friend Elaina and fellow council witch stood up,

QUEENETH’S POV The Truth That Breaks Quietly He does not shout it. That is what makes it cruel. The Hollow King turns slightly, just enough to include the pack without ever taking his eyes off me, and speaks like he is explaining something obvious to children who were lied to for too long. “Luna Queens do not rule packs,” he says. “They never did.” The words move through the clearing slowly, touching faces, settling into bones. I feel them land behind my eyes first. A dull pressure. Like a headache you know will not go away by morning.

The Queen’s voice rolled out like thunder, echoing inside Emma’s skull as well as the room. “You have been prepared so beautifully, little pledge. Your cunt is open, dripping, and begging to be owned. Now… I claim you.” She dropped to her knees with predatory grace. Her hands, claws tipped in darkness gripped Emma’s thighs and shoved them even wider, folding the freshman nearly in half. The Queen’s face hovered inches from the wrecked pussy. Her long, forked demonic tongue slithered out, easily ten inches long, ridged, and dripping with aphrodisiac venom.

"I will consider your proposal. But let me make one thing clear: if you betray me or my daughter, you will suffer the consequences. Do I make myself clear?" Phoenix nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, Your Majesty," he said. "You make yourself very clear." *Phoenix * Thorn's expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Phoenix, I need to warn you about something," he said. "Syla is already mated, and she has children. She's not available for... romantic entanglements." I felt a jolt of surprise, my eyes widening slightly. I hadn't expected that. But as I thought about it, I realized that it didn't change my interest in Syla. In fact, it only seemed to intensify it.

Thinking the same of Cassar. Cassar took a step closer to me, holding his head high. His dominance pouring out of him. He was calm, yet regal. “No you won’t be.” I stared at him in shock. My brows knitted together in confusion. “What?” Myself and the Fox Council said at the same time. “You thought I didn’t know she was the Silver Fox? The Queen of Tricks?” Cassar asked bemused. “Vienna is too prideful to keep that a secret.”

I couldn't imagine going that long without talking to my mate. I decided no matter what would happen ,I would always work things out with him and not let things get to strenuous because I love him very much. My business was blooming so much and was attracting so much money per month . I didn't really work much and left most to my maids but focused on my son. My mate was always suportive no matter what I did . I knew no matter what our family of different species would always strive through it all. It's funny we went against nature and mated together and even had a children. I was indeed a Vampire's Queen.

Like he hadn't just been standing there shaking with his head down. A pause. Then Syris's voice through the speaker. Quiet and dry like always. "I wasn't aiming for you, Varek." A small rattling sound. A laugh maybe. "I want my queen back." Another pause. Slower. Heavier. "How does it feel... knowing everyone who gets close to you ends up in pieces?" Varek said nothing. The lights hummed. Watching his back from the table. The stillness of it. The way his hand holding the phone had gone white at the knuckles.