Sly Fox Queens Novels & Stories

Blake replied. "Thanks. So what do I have to do? How do I get to Suarez?" Queen asked. "Suarez isn't your average guy," Blake said. "He's always surrounded by armed men, and once you try to get close, they'll shoot you before you even take a step. I'm talking about Shawn. As for you, Queen, well, there's a way. The thing is, Suarez is a manwhore; he can't do without sexy girls. Every night, he fucks a different one, and it's arranged by one of his closest men called Felix, who happens to be my very good friend.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

“Double marked, double blessed. Despite what you’ve been told, witches CAN mark wolf mates…it’s just a bit more complicated.” Luna Apple blushes, embarrassed over some memory and I wonder again what it is that Sly saw in such a shy, delicate girl. She’s barely a woman, and yet he chose her over me to be his queen. It’s not that I want Sly, although I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that at least part of me will always crave him, it’s more that I don’t see what he sees in her. Apple LeRoux Moon is hardly more than a child.

The priestess stands near the altar, her expression grim. “That was fast,” she says. “You don't expect me to be slow this time, do you?” Her eyes darken, and her gaze sharpens. “Crimson Fang is drawing from black power. A dangerous source.” Dallas snarls. “They seek to covet the Moon Goddess’ child’s gift,” she continues. “To bend it for something that cannot be good.” “For what?” I demand. “For control beyond alphas. Beyond natural order.” Rage stirs. “If a witch marks her scent, how do I track her?” I ask.

Roaring and roasting anyone coming for them. -We will fucking kill them all.- ______________ Alexie The Royal Beta "Quickly. Hide the pups to our vaults! Anna, go!" Her task was to make sure the heirs and the Lycan Queen were secure. A sworn duty. Her queen snarled in protest. Her wolf on the surface. Alexie tilted her head in submission.

I hit her in the face giving her a sure painful slap before she gets to end her words, "How dare you hit me?" She says smirking evilly like that's what she had wanted all along, I look around for miss strict that is When I realize I'm all alone in the middle of these wolves and crafty foxes and I know nothing good will come

As I opened the photo, I realized there were more words on the caption. “I don’t care if your Mother is Nicole Parker, who is known as the Queen of Bullies back in the day. I will have my man away from your claws and paws. Just watch and see!” I frowned. I could not believe what I was reading. So, I leaned back to check the words clearly from a good distance, afraid my eyes were playing with me. I looked at the text sideways. I tried blinking my eyes after giving them a good rub. But the results did not change!

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

"I am the girl you will seek at the request of Mr. Alfred Zeroun Mendrick. Laura Valerie Alexander." But still. The woman's sharp gaze didn't change at all. Even though Laura had already said who she really was. Laura smile evilly and then walked around the woman as she continued to speak. "I'm sure you know who I am. I am the Son of Mr. Aric Alexander. The most feared head of the American Mafia and Damian Mendrick's greatest enemy. And you, you know that, don't you?" "Why are you tying me up like this? You want to kill me because I interfered in your dealings with Mr Alfred and his family? Is that what you want to do?" asked the woman named Zena Mikayla while continuing to stare intently.

My name was Roxy Monroe, and I was the campus belle at the art school. Before graduation, I needed to find an internship. I landed a position at a public institution where I just had to deliver supplies every day. I thought it'd be a very easy job, and since it was a government position with good pay, I agreed without hesitation. Only when I got there did I realize they were sending me to deliver contraceptives to the slum. These people were all simple-minded but well-endowed poor folks.