Switchblade Queen Novels & Stories

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

This was an Alpha King who had been betrayed by his own, and he was ready to excise the rot. Rebel joined him a heartbeat later, and a collective gasp rippled through the court despite everyone’s best efforts to remain silent. She stood tall, her spine a straight line of obsidian, her chin lifted in a way that was neither defiant nor soft. She looked unbreakable. The moonlight kissed the silver threads woven through her hair, and the subtle glow of her hybrid power shimmered just beneath her skin like a living, breathing thing. She had chosen to wear white and silver, the traditional colors of sovereignty and judgment. She carried no weapons and wore no armor. She did not need them. The Quee

It was incredibly beautiful to look at and a couple of the Capos touched it as they walked past her watching it ripple over their hands. Lissa stirred but did not wake and Dmitri scolded them, ‘Do not touch the Pakhan’s woman if you wish to remain alive, you all know how possessive he is, you are asking to be shot.’ ‘Of course Sir, it's just that her hair is incredible, it changes color when you touch it and the length, wow, not many women grow their hair like that these days, we've never seen anything like it.’

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

His sword started to glow, and a powerful burst of light struck where the Swarm Queen stood like a lightning bolt. "Zephyr Slash!" The blade flashed brilliantly, carrying an unsettling presence around it. However, the attack was only half completed and was still in mid-air when the Swarm Queen extended her right hand ahead. The blade in her hand immediately struck upward. Clang! There was a loud clang, and the longsword possessing murderous intent broke into two…

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

She thought with a smile on her face. Lynn knew the vampire Queen would take the bait; The Vampire Queen gave herself away when she almost lost it when Mina was talking shit to her, so she was ready for this fight. She closed her eyes as soon as she saw the Vampire Queen blurred, and knew when she was right in front of her. She listened to the sound of the air around her like her grandmother taught she, heard the shift in the air, and knew it was the Vampire Queen moving in for the strike. To everyone else the action was happening quickly, but to Lynn it was all in slow motion. She shifted her foot taking one step back, leaned back just as the Vampire Queens clawed hand swiped at her throat.

Marmel nodded silently, watching the young woman in front of her pick up the sharp blade in front of her, which had previously pierced her body. "Can you do it?" She handed her the blade. Mrs. Marmel nodded voluntarily before the queen turned to meet her back. She stared into the void in front of her with a fixed face, listening to the sound of that blade slashing in the air and feeling the tremor of her body afterwards. She looked at her dark locks scattered around her. "Now I can move without obstruction." She watched her reflection on the same blade, her dark tufts several inches beyond her face, and she smiled in return.

she explained to me. When she removed something out of her cloak, she revealed a golden sword to me. It also had a golden crown tattooed on the end of its tip, which was very stunning to behold. "This is known as Vampiran, the sword of the vampire queens," says the narrator. "When the previous vampire queen has passed away, I pay a visit to each of the new queens and gift them this sword," she explained to me. "Wait a minute, you used to give this sword to my mother," says the narrator. I was taken aback and responded to her, "Wow."

I asked. then she replied slowly. “Draven and the others have already gone, three hours ago to be exact… but thats not what bothers me.. I know what that dagger is, no-one else does, not completely. They have only heard the stories about how it kills anyone its used on…. but I know what it really does.” She paused, looking at me with sorrowful eyes, then continued. “Your Grace, that blade can only take the life of a willing sacrifice.” Her eyes pieced mine knowingly, she had figured it out.