Switchblade Queen Novels & Stories

Free yourself from this right niw before it is too late. "I am still me!" she laughs "I do it for the Kingdom! For her"— Her? I have no time to consider the words before she hurls a blast of dark energy into me, slamming me against the inner wall with every intent to kill me. I hold my sword finally ready to end her "I'm sorry Marissa but this ends now'. Before I'm able to move towards her, a burst and ring of fire immediately circulates her then I see Hailey. The Queen descends in a blaze of glory from on high, her armour blazing, her wings outstretch in holy fury. Her aura sends everyone to a freezing stance "NO MORE". She screams

On the other a queen who resented humans. "You are the one with the mystic blade then", she screeched. "But who are you?" "Me?" Sebastian spoke with all confidence. "I am merely a hero who sees danger and not run the other way. So if you give me Domino then I can get going without the use of v..." "This queen will pry your pride off your dead corpse ", the harpy queen said sharply followed by a loud screech. At least I tried. "Violence it is."

4 YEAR LATER THIRD POV As years passed , Athena had completed her training. She had quarreled with Ice first because he didn't want her to complete her training. But in the end she won the argument . As for the community, they trembled with fear when ever they heard that someone was killed. THE TIGERS,THE DEVIL,THE VIPER,THE COLLECTOR and THE CRAZY QUEEN were the most feared of all. No one knew the owners of those names but they were horrified of them

“Blade, why are you changing everything to her favor? Why are you changing our plan? Why are you doing this?” She stepped closer, pressing her body against his, trying to remind him of what they had shared. “I am to be your queen. So why are you doing this?” Blade looked at her for a long moment. His gray eyes were cold, distant, and filled with a finality that made Tanya’s stomach drop. He gently but firmly pulled his hand from hers. “I have only had one Queen for me, Tanya,” he said quietly. “And that is Calla.”

Her face was drawn tight with strain. “Damien Thorncroft,” she said. Her voice rang through the impossible clearing, old and cold enough to frost the air. “You have no claim here.” Damien inclined his head. Not a bow. A mockery of one. “Your Majesty.” The title dripped poison. Queen Amara lifted one hand. Silver light flared from the tomb, striking at Damien’s chest. The Blade rose in his hand. Black metal drank the light. The queen staggered. A murmur of fear passed through the Briar Glen survivors huddled beyond the grave. Wren clutched Ben’s coat, her eyes huge and wet. Annie’s ghost-light hovered above her shoulder, flickering in time with the broken tomb.

“No one rules beside me. Not anymore. I will break the chains of every woman who came before me—witch, queen, or prisoner. And I will burn the throne if it refuses to kneel.” The Queen gave a slow, reverent nod. “Then take this.” From her sleeve, she revealed a blade of mirrored obsidian, pulsing with runes carved by lost goddesses. “The Crownslayer. Forged to cut through enchanted blood. It was meant for me. But it sings louder for you.” Elara took it. The blade felt like truth in her hand. Tonight, she would not beg, or plead, or suffer. She would rise. And the crown would fall.

"You’ve got flashy hands, I'll give you that. But out here in the real world, ego gets you crushed. You think you're untouchable because of a few headlines?" She skated closer, stopping inches from the boards where I stood. She tilted her chin up, her gaze steady, completely unbothered by my intimidation. "I don't think I'm untouchable, Coach Sterling. I KNOW I'm the best skater in this program. I am the Ice Queen. You can try to put me down all you want, but you can't deny what you saw today."

No longer angry. Just waiting. Because now, she wasn’t someone’s daughter. She wasn’t someone’s mate. She wasn’t the hunted or the broken thing in the woods. She was the blade. She was the howl. She was the Queen of Wolves. And she had war to wage. The mountain did not still after that. It listened.

Quinton staggered forward, trying to get to her flank. I turned. The blade in my hand glowed brighter. And I attacked. She parried fast, faster than any wolf I’d ever seen. But the sword was faster. Every swing of the Queen’s Fang burned through her illusions, through her tricks, through her lies. She screamed as it cut across her shoulder, revealing tendrils of black beneath her skin—like she wasn’t fully human anymore. “You don’t know what you’re doing!” she shrieked, backing away. “Then show me!” I shouted and slashed again, pushing her to the edge of the chamber.

A small smile spread on my face amidst my pain. "Anybody that challenges her and loses is not fit to live" Thane growled out. I heard her scream and turned just in time to see him rip out her heart. He tossed her lifeless body and her heart away and marched towards me. He lifted me into his arms. "All Hail The Queen" a voice shouted. "All Hail The Queen" the crowd chorused. I shut my eyes in exhaustion and he blurred us out of the field and into the castle.