The War Of Two Queens Kindle Novels & Stories

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

The true claiming that would ruin her for any other male. But first, the game. Elara slipped into a fresh robe, her movements graceful yet predatory. The perfect Luna mask was firmly in place, but the queen beneath it was sharpening her claws. The real war had only just begun.

“Are you all really ready to go to war, just for me? Because that’s what this means. If I don’t return home, it will be war on the dragons. They won’t just be stealing eggs. They’ll be on a hunt and kill mission.” “In the dragon world, we follow the queens, Skylar. Cyryl is our new queen, and she has chosen you as her rider. That makes you a leader in our thunder. If you want to talk about war, we've been at war with the royals for years. The reason behind the war may be different, but the actions between royals and dragons hasn't changed.” I feel like my world is spinning out of control, like the rug was just yanked out from under me and I flipped over, but rather than falling to the ground

Seraphina *****Late Afternoon — Obsidian Ridge***** I felt it. The shift. Elena had finally chosen. “No mercy,” I whispered, watching the flames twist through the valley. My generals turned to me. “The Wolf Queen is declaring war.” I smiled wider. “Good. Let her.” Through my mirror, I saw the twins standing with her. Finn glowing like raw destruction. Fia glowing like pure sight. “They are almost ready,” I said softly. “Let them come. Let them hate me.” I stepped forward, letting my dark power rise.

“Sleep together, huh? Of course I'll do it. I am Maia Queen. I will never give up until I die! I will conquer you, Juan O'Neil, until you forget the pain your wife has caused you!” If the Maia Queen is determined, then it will definitely happen.

The same mark that had burned beneath my skin this morning. My breath hitched so subtle that Kaid almost missed it. When he followed my gaze, his expression didn’t change, but the muscle in his jaw tightened. He had seen it too. The Queen noticed our stillness. She raised her glass, all grace yet venom. “To unity,” she said. “And to the ancient pacts that made it possible.” I sneered internally. The word pacts echoed like a blade drawn halfway. "She's calling for war." I mind linked kaid.

“Queens who were burned for the Bridge. Children stolen to stabilize realms. Wolves forged into living weapons.” Andres remained still. “I don’t know which memories are past… and which are future.” He knelt beside me at last. “You don’t have to walk them alone.” A bitter smile touched my lips. “But they’re already walking toward us, aren’t they?” “Yes,” he admitted. “War?” He nodded. “Politics is worse than war. Bloodlines waking. The Queens were not all destroyed— they were scattered. And some of them will come for you. Others will come for the child.”

I asked him, and he took a deep breath. "I think you are unable to understand what position you have landed yourself in and how fortunate you are that you are still alive until now," he said. I badly wanted to give him a befitting reply, but his expressions were so deadly that I kept my mouth shut. "Let me make you realize this. You must be thinking that the Luna Queen is so soft, sweet, and lovely only because she didn’t show you her real self. I expect you to know about the war twenty years ago, and wolves got control of the common land." He waited for me to react, and I nodded. Who doesn't know about that war? So many people were killed then, of so many species, because of a psycho wolf.

Herald the cat seemed to tire of the censored talk as he said, “Alissa, there is not much time. The Queen of Cards is a merciless woman, she sends out troops from time to time to capture spoils and creatures of the land and she either uses them for furniture or chops off their heads! “Herald!” Mr Duck protested. “No, she must know,” Herald retorted. “There is chaos whenever she is present, death and destruction, and that awful ghastly creature she commands!” Herald began to groan and visibly shake. Mr Duck comforted him and led him away. “He gets like that whenever he talks about the Queen of cards.” I heard from behind me. I turned to find the twins hurdled closely so that their breasts per