The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey Novels & Stories

Every being has a light in them, but something would have stirred the darkness within them, and as long as there is light, there shall be the dark. I am the Queen Of All Vampire's Kings and the Witch of the New World. Even though, I have no idea how to end the war between all these creatures, I have got lessons to learn along the way.

Something in that statement just draws me close to her, and the urge to stand and claim her in front of everyone is overwhelming, but I stay seated. She is initiated on stage as Alpha of the Gold Moon pack, and afterwards crowned as Queen of the dark faes. People are whistling, howling and hollering, clapping and cheering. Athena turns to face us, her aura so extremely powerful it momentarily overwhelms my own, which is just a fucking turn on. She raises her face, and her arms, embracing the moonlight. Then her dress rips and she seamlessly shifts into a wolf, a big and gorgeous Alpha wolf.

I felt it. Wolf. Witch. Something darker. Deeper. I threw him into the side of the cliff like he weighed nothing. “RUN,” I growled, voice not my own. They didn’t wait for me to say it again. Bloodied, furious, they fled into the trees—shouting curses and threats—but they didn’t turn back. I stood there, chest heaving, snow falling in silence again. And then— Darkness. Pain tore through my abdomen, and I dropped to my knees.

He's bleeding on all sides and limping already. Not willing to accept defeat, I charge straight at the rogues in front of me, clawing and biting anyone within range. Right when it looked as if it was over, a thunderous howl sounded behind me. The rogues paused their assault and I was chanced to see what was going on. Hundreds of werewolves in kevlar suits were matching towards us and in front of them were Silvia, Brad, David and Samuel. The most majestic of them all was Silvia. Even while being old, standing at the center of the army, she looked like a goddess of war with her grey hair loosed and flying about her.

Lucian’s eyes slowly returned to me. “So what now, Elena?” he asked. “You declared all-out war.” “I did.” “You don’t have the numbers to win it alone.” “I don’t need to.” Chase frowned. “What does that mean? I turned fully to face them. The smoke drifted between us, glowing red from distant fires. “I am no longer just a pack leader,” I said. “I am the Wolf Queen. Seraphina has forced this world into a war it cannot survive unless it stands together.”

Now, he has no other option but to stay here and wait. - - Harper was panting, with sweat dropping on either side of her face. She has reached the camp now. Sounds of war echoing in her ears and sights of terror filling her irises. With one sigh, the wolf queen transformed into a red wolf and ran towards them, seeing familiar faces and white wolves fighting from left to right. Until Anthony spotted her and blocked her way. “My queen! You have to get out of here! It’s too risky. Alpha Draco and Brayden has decided to take the entire place for themselves. They’re getting rid of us!”

Alice POV Sometimes your own fate plays a trick on you, gives you false hope, shows a beautiful illusion of a perfect picture called life. Promising future. Fairy tales become true and then...... Whoop! The spell broke and so is your heart. Exactly what happened to me. *** I, Alice Michaelson, the most powerful hybrid in the entire realm. Fucking queen of werewolves and Lycans’ realm, Entalia. But At this moment — I’m nothing. Nothing in front of him. Him- Devil. My personal devil from hell.

In her place sat the queen of an empire my brother had built, with a man feared throughout the packs by my side. Roland is now free from his curse. His handsome face now always greets anytime and anyone he meets. And apparently, as the Black Moon Pack, the Blue Star Pack, and Rose Sky Pack no longer have Alphas with them, it all now belongs to me. I am Farrah Sewell, the newly crowned Alpha Queen, the Queen of all werewolves, blessed by the Moon Goddess—and Roland is my beastly mate who was once a cursed troll. THE END

The fabric came away darker. “Come on, attack me!” Then the city’s pulse shifted. It was not the werewolf howl. Something under it—a bass-buried note that rolled through glass and spine. Older. Colder. larger. Across three blocks, wolves paused mid-step, muzzles tilting to the same invisible point on the compass. “What the?” Jake thought. “What the hell is that?” A second howl braided with the first—cleaner, knife-edged. It was the Queen.

"Yes she was powerful ,but she made a spell in the book which only Akila has entitled to do , and it drained life out of her , leaving the book cursed , Akila was devastated not only was peace and harmony gone ,but she couldn't control her own book anymore , everyone separated and became enemies ,the vampires went their own way ,the werewolves ,the elfs and even the fairies ,the underworld was in chaos ,the queen left with her twins and followers to earth the human world ,she told us to come along but we refused ,it was our fault and we needed recify our mistakes ,she left for earth with her children and people ,the rest who stayed help us build a territory for our selves ,we had encountered