Strong Queen Novels & Stories

“Another might not have what he wants.” She turned to him, her eyes showing mild disgust. “Dragons are fables, stories, and lies to give slaves something to believe in. We are not slaves to believe such lies!” Perci was silent for a second. Of course, she would think so. “You say that after you saw that dragon?" "One dragon! It means nothing if it is weak." "Who would you have him marry?” “Anyone but that filth.” She was paused for a second too long and he knew she had made her decision about the candidate. “My friend Selya. She is young and strong and has childbearing hips.”

He didn’t just complete me—he made me stronger. I followed Mama outside then and the crowd roared. It felt real now as my nerves settled in my stomach. "We're here today to welcome our new queen, Serenya Valtoria Greystorm-Goldenthorn Ashmoor.

Though upset at failing to break of the wall, he had to give due respect to the person who had the amount of power needed to cast such a strong spell. "Our queen's husband is very strong. I believe he might be even stronger than the Drektus queen." Yael replied. "How could you say such a thing? Did you already meet that greed witch?" Yadier matted and his eyes were red rimmed as he heard of that name. "No. But I've met our Queen's husband. Compared with how the Drektus queen was seven hundred years ago, he's definitely way stronger."

But, I have duties that came before what I want and desire. But then ... Why the hell do I care about how she is feeling right now? Not that I'm going to accept a weak mate like her. I mean, the girl's father is the vampire king himself, and her mother is Diana - one of the strongest fighters in the kingdom. Yet, she is still a weak human; I doubt that she would become a Lycan after mating. But what if the only thing she needs is to be mated to a Lycan, then from the weak creature she is, she would become the Queen I need? The one that will give birth to a strong pup.

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "A STRONG WOMAN.... is one who feels deeply and loves fiercely. Her tears flow as abundantly as her laughter. She is both soft and powerful, and is both practical and spiritual. In her essence, a Strong Woman is a gift to the world...." .•●•. ⚘ THE VENETIAN EMPIRE ⚘ Moving out and away from the tree line, the vampires that belonged to Clitus' coven standing on guard, making sure no outsider would break through into the grounds.

"How do you know?" "Because I know you. I have known you for three years. You are the most stubbornly loyal person I have ever met. Do you really think some hypnotic suggestion from a dead madman is stronger than that?" A sound escaped Priya's throat that was somewhere between a laugh and a sob. "I do not feel very strong right now." "Strength is not about how you feel. It is about what you do. And right now, you are fighting back against something that was designed to be irresistible. That is strength."

Her hands acted fast opening my trousers and then letting out my throbbing manhood. "Yes Your Majesty, I'm gonna make you feel really good that you'll forget you're married to another she would. I know you want that, I know it is me who could satisfy you." "Shut up and get it over with Madine." With a growl, I took another sip from the bottle completely letting her take the initiative. Madine is one of the strongest she-wolves in the female warriors of my pack. She isn't just strong but with a voluptuous body that could tempt anyone she likes. I pushed her shoulder lower, the fact that I hadn't had sex for a few months because of the throne that had made me occupied.

The ‘weak Omega’ that the little bitch chose to reject was anything but. “You didn’t tell them?” I asked her with a smirk, amusement dripping from that simple question. “They didn’t deserve to know,” she said plainly with her own amusement. Her eyes held mine, and I was a goner. My respect for her just increased even more. I could guarantee that she put up with their shit, but they did not break her. It was impossible to break someone who held true strength within them. I did not mean physical strength because could be learned. The strength of her character exceeded what any physical strength could ever be.

"Oh, it's going to take you more than a few years to get there but seeing your soul strength maybe you can pick it up. It's an extremely useful skill in combat, it helps you to analyze your opponent's power thus making it easier for you to expect their next move." "Oh, that's amazing! Hey, do souls have colors though?" "Yes indeed! Yours is the most beautiful shade of golden I've seen, it's rather unique actually, with a hint of a rose color." "Wow really? That sounds pretty, I didn't expect plain and boring me to have it haha!" "Hey don't say that, your special in your own way Mez!" "Ah, thanks! It feels strange to receive compliments for some reason." "Well, you should take it, anyhow what

"They damaged her so badly that if I make the wrong move, she spirals. Like when I grabbed onto her today because of the way some of the pack was looking at her. If she responds like that to me, her mate, how will she respond when others do it?" He shrugged. "She's a victim of severe abuse, Bryan. It's how she's going to react until she moves past it." "She's to be the queen, Gunner. If we want our people to remain our people, I need a strong mate by my side." Gunner shook his head at me. "I think you are missing the point. The fact that she survived all that abuse and is still the sweetheart she is means she is strong. Probably the strongest female you'll ever meet." He shook his head again