Sly Fox Queens Novels & Stories

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.

A subtle knock on the door, halted my thoughts and I muttered a come in and in walked a pack warrior, followed closely by three women, all dark haired with glowing silver eyes - that were completely different from Marcus's as theirs were calm and serene. The warrior bowed and walked out, leaving me with these new intruders. I pointed to a sofa and the three ladies walked to it and took a seat. 'So who are you and to what do I owe this unexpected visit' I asked, going straight to the point. One of the woman, the one with the long and straight black hair, looked at me and spoke up. 'I am Alexandria Louisi, the queen of the fairies and these are my sisters, Adriana' she pointed to the one with

“You killed my mother. You buried our history and called us monsters. And now that you’ve failed to control me, you’re scrambling to leash me.” “You are dangerous,” Velryn snapped. I stepped forward again, voice low, seductive. “And that’s what scares you, isn’t it? That your kings want me. That your sons dream of me. That your council can’t control me.” Gasps whispered through the chamber. Cassian’s lips curled into a slow, dangerous smile. Xanden touched the center of my back—just once—like a spark igniting. “I’m not your pet,” I said. “I’m not your pawn. I am the last of the siren queens, and I won’t be silenced again.”

The weight of a hundred eyes burned on my back. “Today,” the queen continued, “we mend what was broken. The wolves think us weak. Divided. But the truth has returned to us in flesh and blood. Our stolen daughter. The fox princess.” Murmurs rippled through the chamber. Some in awe. Some in disbelief. I felt the air thicken, as though the court itself held its breath. The queen’s gaze sharpened. “I ask you, before this court and the foxfire, to stand where you were always meant to stand. To become the face of unity between fox and wolf. A crown not only of your birthright—but of survival.”

“Don’t trust her, Skyler. She needs her daughters, and they are not yours. Nothing of you is in them. I saw that. You are the ignition for them to generate copies of themselves. - Do you think that bothers me? What bothers me is knowing that my dick has been inside hundreds of little shits like you. Humiliated and defeated, the fairy lets herself be led by the others who follow her. In a final gesture, Skyler screams. - Maybe it's time for a new queen. This one isn't even a fairy anymore; it doesn't fly. The queen looks at the faces of her companions, who look at her with mysterious smiles. They go through the mist, and Skyler knows he will never risk seeing her again.

The house stilled. Damien kept going before it could punish the pause. “The old stories say the Frost queens could calm wolves when the beast took too much. Stop blood madness. Bind packs together. Keep alpha violence from consuming entire territories.” I looked at the portraits. Women with silver eyes. Women erased. Women who had been called cursed after being useful. “And the alphas hated needing them.” “Yes.” That yes landed heavier than any explanation. The mirror darkened. Behind us, the cradle rocked once.

A woman suddenly materialized beside them and she had nine tails which was a shock to them. “The fox queen,” Irene whispered, “why is she here too?” “I can’t believe you two think you can keep us in the dark forever. You want to become the demon king? Ha,” the woman laughed, “and you think I am just going to let you.” “What are you going to do, Beruka, con your way into the throne?” A deep voice asked and they all watched as a tall black man leading an entourage entered the kingdom. “Everyone know that the foxes are famous in cunning, so are you going to brainwash us to rule us?”

I sat on our blanket in the sand with my Father, Mom, Lucas, and David, his hand resting on my thigh. The drummers hit high beats with heavy pounds on the drum this was the signal for the first group of females to come out dancing, Queen Slya led them, she was stunningly beautiful, They all were, she wore Turquoise tassels with Mayan beads on her nipples and a heavily beaded short wrap-around skirt, with feathered headdress showing her status as Queen, her hips swayed to the rhythm of the pounding of the drum snapping to the high beats in a very seductive dance, the ooos and ahs were heard throughout the crowd, then more High beats signaled the male fire dancers to join them. King Rryan and

The most quiet pillar, who also had blonde hair, said, “We are the Old Queens of the witches’ realm, and there’s no way we’re going to let one of us go.” Her blue eyes burned. I thought in my head, “Oh, so they are all old queens. No wonder they all have blonde hair and blue eyes, just like Anna.” I walked up to the pillar that first spoke and said, “We are going to take Queen Selene, but we really need your help. Look, we’ve been fighting Roosevelt, and I fear he might wake his demonic side soon because of how we’ve been defeating him.”