The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey Novelas e Histórias

​My wolf offered no answer. ​Then, a voice resonated through my mind—not the rough tone of my beast, nor Gideon's steady voice. It was a woman's voice—distant, echoey, and impossibly ancient. ​The bond is broken... ​I froze, my heart hammering against my ribs. ​...but the tether remains. ​"What tether?!" I demanded into the empty air. ​Silence answered for a agonizing second. Then— ​The Queen has awakened. ​My heart stopped. Amara.

THE WEREWOLF KINGDOM: THE ROYAL PACK Queen Areli sat in the office with her arms rested on the desk, staring at the king, her mate. Silence filled the room, just eyes locked with each other, promises being made with one smirking as the other fought a giggle. The opening of a door pulled them from their staring game. Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game.

The word cracked through the clearing like thunder splitting stone. “This girl is no longer just a wolf,” Elijah continued, voice rising, carrying authority that brooked no challenge. “She is not merely an Alpha’s mate. She is not a pawn, a secret, or a weapon to be controlled.” His grip tightened briefly on Rebel’s shoulder. “She is the Werewolf Queen.” Shock rippled outward in a physical wave.

Rhea looks up, seeing the grand palace that appears to be held by the mountain itself. So, this is where I'll live from today… Rhea thinks, feeling something strange in her chest… a tickle in her stomach and anxiety bubbling up inside her veins. She can't help but wonder what Callisto looks like too, since all everyone says about him is that he's brutal, bloodthirsty, and a cold bastard. But there are no rumors about his appearance… “Your new Queen from the Werewolf Realm has arrived. Open the gates!” Shouts one of the Goddess's Apostles, who has been guiding her there safely. Although the Sacred Forest is a neutral territory and protected against beasts, lately there have been incidents of

The usurpers didn't need to command loyalty; they merely needed to ensure that the packs were too busy fighting amongst themselves to ever consider uniting against them. Propaganda, too, played a crucial role. Pamphlets, crudely printed but widely distributed in werewolf settlements, depicted Queen Elara and her lineage as weak, decadent, and ultimately responsible for the kingdom’s current instability. They were painted as creatures of human sentimentality, incapable of understanding the primal needs and fierce independence of the werewolf people. One particularly vicious pamphlet featured a crude caricature of Elara, her eyes wide and vacant, surrounded by images of chaos and famine, with

He ran to my side, his hand finding mine. “Whatever happens,” he said, his eyes fierce. “We stay together.” The light from the altar grew until it filled the entire room, blinding us. I felt a pull in my soul, like something was being ripped out of me and replaced with something ancient. The Werewolf Queen was no longer a legend. She was here. And she was angry.

"Oh, my queen. You're not trying hard. Why don't you try to read my mind now, as now I am thinking of something? " His gaze didn't leave me not even a second as I tried to read him. Then there was a long line that he was thinking in his mind, and suddenly, I could read. [It was on purpose I wanted you to find me. I've been wanting to get to know you and have loved your form of life since I heard about a vampire queen who turned an old city into a place for humans being slaughtered by rogue vampires. She declared those beasts, the merciless vampires as rogue vampires, and she made a system that those merciless vampires should be annihilated, all of them. All only for the sake of humans that h

Travis asked. “The rulers. The ones who took our guards, our prisoners, our soft succubae. The ones led by that damned wolf. He should have died that night. Of course he was hiding while the demon queen fought his battles. Then he uses her to rally the humans to his side. Stupid gullible humans. They fall for a sad story and a pretty face so damned often it’s practically a trope.” The vampire snorted. “She was pretty cute. You know she came on to me once. Asked me to join her harem.” The tiger chuckled. “I almost did.”

I was nearby when the daughter gave the small prophecy of war if the king and his queen didn't repair their bond; it is a pity I lost the king and queen in the woods and didn't find them again until after they had already repaired the damage done. The Alpha wanted the queen for himself, not really seeing the power this one werewolf really holds, and Leo well he wanted the power she could give him but in the form of an offspring. I guess he succeeded she did have his pup in the end but he is now dead so she will be bought up in their light not his darkness, the same goes for the Alpha Vampire she had with King Caleb, made from bloodlust and corrupted Alpha power she could be the Queen of the

" Alley whispered. Her eyes were wide and I looked to see what she was looking at and there stood a very broad man, long black hair greased back, black and red eyes, his skin was way too pale for the living. Standing next to him was a petite looking woman, she was more clean cut but still looked like she was going to croak at any minute. "That must be his king and queen." I whispered watching as the memory played on. There were hundreds of infected vampires standing around and he was yelling something. "How can we hear what he is saying?" I asked. "Let's get a little closer.'' Alley replied holding on to my hand tightly. The closer we got the more I could hear him, "The false queen has a new