The Queen's Code Audiobook Novels & Stories

And for her faith, she had been rewarded with this final, lonely descent. The last thing she saw was Scarlett’s silhouette against the moon, a victorious queen surveying her conquered territory. Checkmate. The impact was not pain. It was an obliteration. A cessation of being. A full stop at the end of a pathetic sentence. … Silence. No, not silence. A dull, rhythmic thumping. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. It was her own heartbeat. Ava’s eyes flew open.

Madelyn’s POV “What should I call you?” I asked the bodyguard, frowning. My eyes continued searching his face, trying to remember where I’d seen him before. “You can call me Shadow L, Miss Sterling,” he answered. I was caught off guard by how deep his baritone voice sounded, making me pause for a second. Shadow L doesn’t sound like a real name, and I’m sure it wasn’t. “That’s not your real name,” I stated. “It's a code name, Miss Sterling,” he politely answered, but I noticed how his jaw clenched. Maybe it's their protocol?

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

Me;; not until you tell me, Queen:: Okay I was hoping that you could direct me to your place, I really wanna come spend some time with you, you know, I will keep you busy, the house must be boring you right? Me:: gosh this girl wants to come and kill me here again, Queen:: What did you say babe? Me:: oh! Nothing queen. Queen:: haha, (laughing) I heard that babe, so just DM me your location, I am on my way. Me:: okay then, u will be waiting. Queen :: u thought as much, I know you can't resist me. Me:: yeah you're right, let me DM you then, start coming immediately okay because I don't want my Lyod to come meet you here, he hates when I do that.

She must have read the confusion on my face because she gave Sienna another look. Sienna picked up the files one after the other, placing them before me as she started narrating. Different stories, challenges that had happened in the kingdom, and how each of them was solved. It went on and on. I swear it lasted almost one hour, my ass was already burning on the chair. The Queen Mother just leaned back with her coffee. She sipped slowly like she was enjoying herself. Any time I looked at her she gave me a look as if to say I could also drink from the cup in front of me. But my hand refused to move.

And the true mate bond with Darius called to her like a siren song from the future summit. She dressed for the day in another elegant gown, the perfect Luna mask firmly back in place. But inside, the queen was rising. The whispers in the dark had only just begun.

“I came here to look for a book about healing plants. I wanted something that could help me get better, My Queen.” The queen looked at me closely, her eyes growing sharp already. Fear rose inside me as I felt she might already know I was lying. She moved closer, stopping right in front of me. Her eyes remained on mine, deep and searching, as though she was trying to pull the truth from my thoughts. “Is that really so?” she asked. “Was this so important that you failed to come for breakfast with the other wives of his His Majesty?” My heart flinched with terror. I did not know anyone had noticed that I was not there, and I never thought the queen herself would specifically notice. “I am very

Penelope’s breath caught as she took in the craftsmanship, her fingers itching to trace the delicate designs. “These will be your quarters,” Thanion said, reaching for the handles. But as he pushed the doors open, a sound cut through the air, freezing them both in place. Loud, unabashed moaning. Penelope’s face burned as her eyes darted to the source of the noise. There, sprawled naked across the bed, was a spectral woman. Her glowing form was striking, her hair a cascade of silver fire spilling over her shoulders. She lay wide-legged, her movements slow and deliberate as she pleasured herself.

"Tell me, 'Voice of the King.' Do you remember the rose garden? Do you remember the girl who cried because she broke a string on her lute?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Abigail." The name hit the room like a cannon blast. I stopped breathing. The silk screen felt like a thin sheet of ice. "The Queen died in the fire," Kael said. His voice was low. Uncertain. "We all saw the body. It was charred. Unrecognizable." "We saw a body," Vance said. He stepped forward again. He didn't wait for permission. He reached out and ripped the silk screen down.