The Apocalyptic Queen Theresa Novels & Stories

I run a hand down my face, releasing some of my growing frustration with a deep breath. “A full moon has already come and passed.” Clotho turns my way, her eye sockets empty. “Your wolf has gained some of her wolf’s powers since then, but it wasn’t enough to activate them fully.” “When our planet aligns with the Sun and the Moon, it will give Reika the power she needs to lift herself from the ashes and fully emerge from Jamari as the Queen she was meant to be.” Lachesis’s eye sockets flash bright red as she finishes. “But if the key falls into the wrong hands, it would mean the destruction of all the Realms.” Atropos warns me, her eyes glowing golden. “You must protect your Queen.”

I shook my head as I pulled my phone out and watched her and Heth come into the house and make some lunch. She had developed into a beautiful woman. Her long black hair hung down to her perfect ass. She had put some red highlights in it and I loved it. She stood at five eight but she was the perfect height for me. Her eyes though they really caught your attention. They were like the perfect shade of blue I have ever seen. When I stared into them I have to pull myself back or I would be lost in them. I closed the app on my phone and put it back in my pocket. Heth truly was the only person I did trust with her. He knew my dirty little fantasy's about making her mine. I knew he would protect he

Always pushing her aside. Today was another exhausting day at the palace. The unrest was worse and there was no order. Terania had just entered the council surprised to see Cordelia too was present standing right beside the queen. Terania took a deep breath wondering if her mother was willing to let her body be a host. Was she so far gone for greed of power? “Your highness,” Jasper of Silver Mountain said bowing to the young queen. She gave a polite nod at all, but Myra bowed to her.

The spell summoned five strong witches to their place. What?! Wait!? So many!? What were the trying to do!? Abigail panicked as she looked at the people around her. Everyone looked aged, yet young. They looked calm but they carried their own volcanoes that were about to be burst. “My Sisters, she is the future High Priestess, and the one chosen by Lady Ursula Rati Slava. Today, help me in merging our deceased sister’s soul into the rightful owner’s soul and bring back our sister and her power. And announce the arrival of the QUEEEN OF TERRA!!” Astoria announced in a loud voice making the sky bolt and thunder.

When the light left his eyes, she closed them with tender fingers. Then she stood. Turned to the silent hall. The beast spoke through her mouth, voice filling every corner. “The king is dead.” A pause. “Long live the queen.” The remaining mirrors—all of them—shattered at once. And in every shard, the same reflection: Elara wearing the crown. The face. And the apocalypse.

she interrupted her. “the queen's death will result to great produce of the fairy dust which the unseelies can use and cause an apocalypse, that is why they should never beat us at finding the queen, she cannot be killed but only dies when it's her time. “ “so how do I come into all of this?” she asked trying to connect the dots.

“It’s not about you, Thanion. It’s about your subjects. They pray to a queen, not just a king. They need balance, someone to rule alongside you. And Persephone—” “I’ll have to decline.” Thanion’s interruption was curt, final. He turned away, as though the conversation were already over, his attention shifting to the flickering shadows along the far wall. But Zeus wasn’t so easily dismissed. His tone hardened, losing its earlier levity. “This isn’t a request, Thanion. It’s an edict. The realms need balance, and you know it. The Underworld has gone too long without a queen.”

“The monsters we’ve been chasing all these times are just side pieces in the bigger game.” “...Purple,” I carried on. “My own best friend, the ex-King and Queen of the Vampire Clan.” “What are you talking about?” He said, moving its little Olaf like body towards me. “My mother is destined to ruin us all. She was said to take every magic from this world and its entire energy all for herself.” “Wait, a second. Queen Theresa is a villain?” He chuckled instantly. “You must be joking, aren’t you? S-She is anything from that. Didn’t you hear the stories? She’s a legend who saved her people from aliens threatening their lands-“

Alaric moved closer to the man, scaring him and said," if you want to preserve your life well , I suggest you stop asking irrelevant questions, okay? " " Yes sir". Alaric opened the door only to see Thomas' wife eavesdropping. Thomas' wife immediately started moving backwoods in shock and tripped. She kept crawling backwards in fear, "Well well well, I see the scapegoat brought itself to be judged" " Don't think you can get away with harming me, you won't succeed. I'm a very popular person and people would get to the bottom of this! " " Well you see there's a difference between popular and powerful, " Alaric said, bending over her," I'm powerful and you are popular. But you see , the powerfu

"Do you know who I am, Thereasa?" Knowledge came to her in an instant, awe overwhelming her. "You are Anakatrine, last of the great Vampire Queens." Tears came unbidden and the need to subjugate herself to the woman who had taken everything from her and yet, in the process, had given her back her most precious possession. Reasa knelt down on both knees, bowing her head. "Thank you, my Queen, for the gift of my soul. I didn't deserve it but I am grateful for your generosity."