Svtfoe Queens Novels & Stories

“Let her at least see what you’re all going crazy over” The room grows silent again as Spin holds the opened box out to me. I lifted the heavy leather jacket out of the box, with the back of it facing me. The crew’s symbol is dead smack in the center of the back, and tiny pink rhinestones have been stitched across the shoulder blades spelling out ‘queen’ in all capital lettering! The sleeves are pink leather, and the word ‘wifey’ has been embroidered down the back of each arm in black. When I hold it out in front of me, it reads ‘Queen of Hart’s’. I rubbed the rhinestones before looking up into Spin’s smirking face and asking, “you want me as your queen”?

"Already in motion. I've got people watching her known associates. The moment she reaches out to anyone, we'll know." "What about her business partner? The human?" "Fern Kilpatrick. She's clean. Doesn't know anything about the supernatural world." Vaughn pauses. "Should I bring her in?" "Not yet. But keep your eyes on her. If Jamie gets desperate, she might reach out." Quentin ends the call. One more call to make. The phone rings three times before someone answers. "Yes?" "This is Quentin Ashford. I need your services." "For what?" "A hunt. Dragon Queen bloodline. Two children, ages four." He sends files. "I'm paying triple your usual rate."

she whispered. “I know, kid,” Jake said, pulling them close. “But she’s coming back.” Kim nodded, eyes on the wall where the Queen had vanished. “And next time, she won’t come alone.” Jake stood, set his jaw, and keyed his comm. “Sorenson, this is Michaels. We’ve got contact with the Queen, confirmation on controller broadcast, and a live counter-signal.” Sorenson’s reply came flint-hard. “Copy, Michaels. Bring the girl in. We’re going hunting.”

“I am not having your child, and I, Savannah Storm Daydra of the Crystal Cove Covan, Queen of the Askook Thunder Kingdom, reject Loclyn Eli Bardar Rayne as my mate: I spat the words at him. As his hand raised to hit me I threw my palm upwards under his chin sending him flying backwards and landing hard on the ground. I hope Jax didn’t hear the last part because I don’t want to be his mat either or Queen but to reject Loclyn I had to be formal to the T. I watched Loclyn get up and glare at me ready to attack me so I braced myself. Not anymore today or ever will you hit me or have me questioning myself for your actions, you hairy oversized fee bag I thought.

His knees trembled, his heart pounding with bitter, agonizing regret. Under the blinding stage lights, in full view of the entire aristocracy of Capital City, Brandon Blackwood wrapped both arms around Robin’s waist, pulling her back flush against his broad, muscular chest. His towering frame completely claimed her, daring anyone in the world to look her way. Brandon lowered his head, pressing his lips against the warm skin behind Robin’s ear, his voice loud enough to echo in the private box: "The necklace is fifty million, Robin. But the queen wearing it is priceless."

"But Marcus—" "Was an idiot who thought he was buying exclusive access." Volkov examined her multidimensional blade. "You've been selling to seven different buyers. The Devourers, yes, but also the Southern Syndicate, the Lunar Purists, that delightful cult in Detroit, both Blackthorne cousins, someone in Prague whose identity even I haven't uncovered, and..." She paused dramatically. "Seraphina herself." Sarah went completely still. "That's impossible. The Queen is trapped—" "The Queen is many things, but trapped isn't one of them. She's exactly where she needs to be, holding a door that she could release anytime." Volkov's expression grew serious. "You've been playing messenger between mot

“Go now. I cannot help yeh. Dere be things I not dare cross.” Kofi’s voice was steady, though a muscle jumped in his jaw. “So we came for nothing?” Her breathing slowed, though her shoulders shook. She leaned forward, whispering as if the swamp itself might be listening. “Maybe nothin’… maybe somethin’ worse. Dere be one chance, one hope, if she still want it. A grave, deep in dese swamps. A queen buried wid power. A voodoo queen. If she want to be dug, if she want to be found. But danger walk wid de dead. Some say dey not rest easy. Some say de dead walk in de swamps.”

"I don't like this. Ray, being somewhat connected to Oscar, doesn't sit well with me. Parker, when you get a chance, I want you to interrogate Ray. He has to be the key to figuring out what happened during the attack." "Another week in the box should break him." "Good. In the meantime, how will we strike back at these fucking Vultures? We have been on the defense switching to offense brings different factors, and I'm sure Vanessa is now on guard." "Unless we form a distraction." everyone's attention was on Jack. "Queen's Tournament." "Queen's Tournament?" "Apollo suggested a Queen's Tournament shut Vanessa's grandfather down a few nights ago. All eligible Princesses and you will battle it ou

We were all pissed off that day. Quinn is a sweet Omega who works in the kitchen at the packhouse. I saw her crying one day, turned out her human mum was pretty sick, and she was naturally upset. I tried to comfort her and gave her a hug to make her feel better. Just so happened at that moment Davina showed up and felt the need to lay some stupid claim on me. She yanked Quinn out of my arms and decked her. Broke her fucking nose.

" She greeted us too. "I would like to introduce you to our although new, but the most respected and dearly loved Nikolai Volkov, Alpha King of Soare- Luna, King of Mozog, King of of Poziarne, King of Fire," his grin widened at that, "and Avalyn Volkov, Luna Queen of Soare-Luna, Queen of Mozog and Queen of Poziarne." Andrei said, his voice loud and proud. And together, everyone bowed deeply. My heart will with pride and love and I felt Nik's did too.