The Queen Of The Damned Lestat Novels & Stories

"Daughter, you are not well and soon you will begin to experience strange sensations that may cause you to lose your life, but we are here." "It's ridiculous father! I'm leaving, we are not in the stone age" Lea wanted to retreat, but a large shadow stood in front of her, it was one of the vampire leaders, Lestat, a young handsome vampire, with the reddest eyes she had ever seen in her entire existence, the palest skin, but the most handsome. "You can't leave until we finish the ritual Lea" Lestat's voice from beyond the grave stopped her, she just sorrowfully nodded her head and walked to the center of the sanctuary.

I closed my eyes, sniffing the air to articulate where the scent was coming from. There it was. My eyes flung open and I ran with the wind. Hepthan Kingdom Nayla I closed my eyes as the tears rolled down my cheek. Taera told me how Leiya was given to a demon man. They called him the Prince of Hell. She told me of the terrible things he did to people in the past and that she didn't think I would ever see Leiya again. I couldn't help but wonder where she was. Was she even still alive or had he killed her? Father told us not to lose sight of each other before he died. I'm sorry father, I mumbled under my breath, as more tears rolled down my face.

The girl smiles shyly, as I tell her it’s nice to meet her. “And I am Sybella. Or at least, that is the name I will go by here. No one - outside of you, Garrett, and your mate - will know who I truly am. I mean, certainly, they’ll be aware I’m an Oracle, unless you have a witch around who can change my appearance?” I shake my head in awe. “As far as I know there have been no witches in this Kingdom since the former king banned them. All either driven out or murdered.”

Both of them turned from where they knelt, to jolt in amazement at who they saw. Pheonix Sephora Beltane, Queen of Igritann, prowled along the ashen ground toward them. Her golden hazel eyes hollow and cold, and swirling with unholy flame. Her pale face was cold and promised death, each of her long graceful strides seemed to make the earth tremble. Every line of her body screamed of power and command, even without the authoritative tone in her voice as she called Lord Daemon. The teleporting Lord's dark skin paled for once at the sight of her, before they shifted - to what was grasped in the Queen's hand. A broken shard of rock - they all knew where it was from.

The Fated Queen everyone had been waiting for. "Everyone's here." Rayleigh grumbled as she entered the office and found a spot by the window. Her shadow warped as Zalakai made his presence known. Black leather pants. Black boots. Shirtless. His black wings visible now rather than hidden by some Demonic magic. The tattoo marking on his chest pulsed softly with an eerie redish-black hue. Yet his dark gaze was settled on the fiery haired Exorcist beside him. She was avoiding his gaze. Arms folded against her chest, but he could scent it beneath the sulfur and brimstone that still lingered on her skin. Even Demons have Mates, he supposed.

“Thanion, Lord of the Underworld, Master of Shadows, Keeper of—” “Get to the point, Zeus.” Thanion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, his patience visibly wearing thin. Zeus chuckled again, unperturbed, and gestured around the room. “You know, for someone who claims to hate their title, you’ve certainly embraced the aesthetic. The torches, the black marble, the... ambiance.” He waved a hand toward the spectral woman, who rolled her eyes and vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving the faint scent of lilies in her wake.

Lev asked, coming to stand next to me. The five parted, and a man walked through them, stopping in front of us. He was like winter. It was the only way I could describe his practically white hair and icy grey eyes. “Damien Draco,” he said, staring directly at me. “You must be the queen of the night.” “What do you want?” Lev asked. He slowly turned to face Lev, and then he smiled. “I can't believe Diavolo let you prance around with his queen. How much did you pay for her?”

‘Come inside’ He commanded and on trembling legs, she followed him into his office, ‘You will not leave the compound without a Guard, ever, do I make myself clear’ He was beyond angry as he slammed his fist onto his desk, ‘Go to your room, I will punish you for your disobedience later’ He seethed and she knew better than to argue but it was frustrating ‘Who was the handsome stranger who had almost raped and abducted her?’ She thought following Dmitri up to her room she caught his hand, ‘Dmitri who was that?’ She asked frowning at him in confusion the Guard ushered her inside the room and whispered, ‘That was Don Giovanni, leader of the Italian Mafia and Luca’s sworn enemy. You were very, ver

He was something else. "This something else is an incubus, my queen." "Dammit! I failed!" "What is it, my queen? What had failed?" Well, this was new. An incubus, the mind reader, asked a question. "I'm a creature, my queen, I have boundaries. I don't create creatures like I-Do-Not-Know-Who." "Are you referring to human's God, doctor? or Moon Goddess for us werewolves?" "And What for vampires, my queen?"

"Also get rid of that pest you call a bride ,the real bride will arrive on the D-Day ,this should be a grand wedding make sure there is no mistake ,the everyone in the states under you should be invited, every business partners you have should attend , cause it is a wedding for a princess and there must be no mistake ,or I will carry out my threats and destroy you all in the blink of an eye ,am I understood ,I asked and they both nodded ,the fear emitting from them was enough to put a smile on my face ,I just succeeded. Now for the queen's punishment,I turned to her and held her face in my palm . My eyes glowed and my hair flew up ,I was in my demonic form . "Because of you a heart was broke