Novel & Cerita The Queen Of The Night

They loved the people, they loved giving, and even though we were not on speaking terms, that was something I had to respect them for. “What does she want?” I asked. It felt strange to be having a normal conversation with the queen, especially after everything, but in a weird way, it helped. Just talking. It pulled me a little further out of my own head and gave me some time to breathe. “She says I should invite the daughters of all nobles to witness her special night because the Moon Goddess came to her in a dream and gave her some interesting information,” the Queen sighed. “Told her she would meet her mate, and that his name…”

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

The pain was a part of me now, as familiar as breathing. “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice filled with concern as he knelt beside me. I nodded weakly, though I wasn’t alright. My entire body felt like it was on fire, and the fever had taken hold of me again, making everything blur at the edges. “I… I don’t understand,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why are you doing this? Why are you calling me queen?” Tariq’s blue eyes met mine. “Because you are a queen, Leah. You don’t remember yet, but you’re meant for something greater than this. Kayden and Selena, they have tried to break you, but you’re stronger than they know.”

The sound rose and fell across the frozen expanse, echoing between the mountains like a mournful song. The wind carried it over the snow-laden trees, weaving it through the icy stillness of the valley. Somewhere beyond the ridges, seated in a castle in a chamber lit up with candles, is a queen. Shadows crawl along the stone walls, and the scent of melting wax mingles with the cold night air that seeps through the narrow windows. It was Kora, fondly known as the queen of Ice. She was seated on a rocky chair, her eyes fixed on the fireplace.

But when someone appeared in his line of sight, he stopped moving. "Well, hello there, little guy . . . What are you doing there under the rain?" Eric watched as Evangeline bent down and grabbed Snow into her embrace. He forgot to breathe as he watched the woman –– dubbed as a vicious, cruel, pompous Queen –– protectively embraced Snow in her arms. "Did you run away from home? I don't see a collar though . . . ," Evangeline murmured. She swept Snow with her lilac eyes and her pouty lips stretched wide in a smile.

The Queen clenches her thighs to keep her hunger under control while she continues to kiss the blonde. She kisses her way down the blonde’s neck, deeping into her chest and kissing her cleavage. Mei hisses in pleasure, her head extending backwards while her eyes shuts close to enjoy the feel of the Queen’s lips on her flesh. Yuelan reaches behind her to unzip the blonde’s gown, movin down her arms and down her waist, exposing her upper body, and revealing her small pert breast. The young Queen eyes the blonde’s hardened nipples hungrily before taking one with her lips. She sucked hard at the pointed nub almost to the point of pain.

"Wearing a crown. Coiled around a broken sword." Varek took one slow step back. Boots bolted to the floor. "That line is dead," Varek said. The words came out like gravel. "The Sovereign King and his wife burned in the Sector Four sweeps. Ten years ago. There was no child." "The girl is twenty," Tor said. Voice coming back now. Harder. Like he'd made a decision. "She grew up in Sector Four. She fights with the Sovereign form... you saw it yourself in the hallway. And her father isn't hiding from a shipping debt." Something moved in Tor's face. Something complicated and old and guilty. "He's a Royal Guard. He's been keeping her buried in the outer rim for ten years to keep her breathing."

"So he does not know." "Not yet." Elena's smile deepened. "He senses a change. But he has not yet realized that the woman herself already walks within his kingdom." She raised one finger. "That gives us time." The Queen folded her arms. "Then we strike first." Elena nodded. "Tonight." She reached beneath her robes and removed a small scroll sealed with black wax. One name had been written across it. Thorac… The ruthless leader of the desert thieves. A man feared throughout Egypt for selling travelers into slavery and leaving no witnesses behind.

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another stepping stone to greatness." .•●•. ⚘THE VENETIAN EMPIRE ⚘ "Bring her back!" Demetrius yelled at the top of his voice. "I can't!" Merlin snapped and stated, "she had to transform on her own, if she can fight it we'll have her back, if she can't then she's simply gone."