The Warrior Queen Book Novels & Stories

The warrior stands as Quinn reaches him and asks, “Hey Quinn, what’s your problem man, it’s not like she’s marked. That makes her fair game for anyone so back off.” Quinn lets out one of the most menacing growls I have ever heard from the guy. He grabs the warrior by the throat, lifts him into the air and body slams him to the ground. “I SAID SHE IS MINE! This is your last warning. Touch her again and I will kill you.” As Quinn pins the warrior to the ground, his pack mates start exiting the water to come lend a hand if needed. The warrior that was on the ground must have linked them to stay out of it because they all came to an abrupt stop about ten feet away from where he was.

Before her, a world on the edge of war. And within her? Fire. Fury. And something else rising. Not just a Queen. Not just a lover. But a legend.

She lifted her chin and pointed directly at me. “I am just as upset as you are!” Her voice quivered, the front she kept up faltering in the face of scrutiny. “But I cannot help that the illegitimate rogue still clings to a power that does not belong to her!” All eyes swiveled to stare up at me. I straightened, and muscle memory rested my hands on the railing in a queenly fashion. Old habits die hard. “It is her! Her mate has rejected her and still she is here! Seeping the power from the pack, steeling your strength and virility!” Her voice grew stronger with every word, and the Warriors began to shuffle in my direction.

Tahira slowly turned and growled, breaking her chains to pieces as she fired at her. "What's your responsibility here you frustrated Luna? Isn't it obvious that you're useless and you should go beg your ancestors to take away your pathetic life? Even humans and wolves don't deserve to touch you because of how unfortunate their lives might be!" "How dare you speak to me in that manner Tahira? I remain the overall Queen of this Pack!" My mom yelled, standing up and I sighed in frustration and buried my face in my palms. "Overall Queen of murder? You killed the King!!" Tahira screamed, her eyes flashing more than anger and my heart slammed. If this girl gets into that deadly thing, she will sca

Her emerald eyes were steady, sharp,the eyes of someone who could kill a man in a blink but was now trying so hard to keep me sane. “You’re not losing,” she said. “You’re adapting. That’s what designers do. That’s what warriors do. And you’re both.” I blinked. “…That was oddly inspirational.” “I’ve been reading quotes,” she said, deadpan. “Now come on.” We entered the twentieth shop. Nothing. The twenty-first,still nothing! By the time we stepped out of the twenty-fifth store—yes, twenty-fifth,I was dragging my feet like a corpse. Guila exhaled sharply. “This is ridiculous. The entire country suddenly united against one fabric?”

Adharva was honestly impressed by the suggestions made by Mithraos. He has heard that the legendary warrior Eloy had made the suggestion. The fact that Mithraos could just have brushed it off and proceeded with a full on war and that he did not do so, made him have some respect for the King too.

I put down my ponytail hair and continued, “Hmmm, maybe you are right, I was a little bit influenced by Bryan, you know, I finished all the books he brought to me, those great myths, wolf history, poems, Oh! And a few romance novels. “ ”Stop your great speech and go to the shower.” Levi walked toward the door, and I hurried to follow. “Come on, Levi, it is not wrong with books. You are a knight for me, aren’t you? Besides, Mother won’t choose me for the next queen, right?” I spoke casually, but he suddenly stopped and turned to ask me, “How did you know?” His tone was a bit strict. “Everyone knows, Kate almost done all the paperwork for Mother these three months. She already took the respon

King Idra POV I do not go to the council. I do not rest. There is only one place I go. Lila. The halls shift as I walk toward her chambers. Warmer. Quieter. Familiar in a way the rest of this palace is not. Torches burn softer here. The air feels different. Less rigid. Less demanding. The guards open the doors without question. They always do. She is already there. Waiting. Queen Lila rises the moment she sees me. Her white hair falls over her shoulders like silk, catching the light as she moves toward me with quiet grace.

Gamma Eric, the leader of my warriors within the castle grounds, greets me in the great hall. “Queen Raven will not be taken by the humans; every warrior will defend her until their dying breath. Not only is she our queen, she is the Goddess of Death and carrying pups, future princes or princesses. I will not surrender her to any outside power,” I begin to walk outside as the giant doors are opened by warriors who guard the entrance.

Feeling some sort of relief, Jade continued towards the exhibit. The left-wing was nearly empty, save for an elderly woman standing in front of a collection of swords and a younger man who was wandering about. Jade started to walk around, stopping by now and then to view some of the artifacts on display. She was particularly interested in an elaborate costume that supposedly came from the collection of a princess who lived during the Qin dynasty. “I know someone who’d look good in that,” Jade thought as she pictured the dress on Marie. The mental image made her laugh a little too loud, much to the disapproval of the older lady.