The White Queen Novels & Stories

A tiny blue house sat crooked and weather worn, tucked just outside the reaches of town. The paved road ended turning into gravel that eventually thinned into a little dirt walking path. The surrounding forest seemed to grow and swallow everything around it. No cars had been down this road in ages and the remnants of the long forgotten houses hid in the shadows of the trees. Louise walked slowly,letting each step linger so she could savor the moment and the quiet beauty around her, despite the sorrow and the hurt that had shaped her young adult life. Louise stopped in front of the slumped and sagging white porch, or what was left of a white porch. The paint was chipped and peeling, pulling a

Aleister echoed in turn, in his shriveled voice, staring at her lightly. "Queen, please run!! I'm sorry I didn't listen, I couldn't help.. I couldn't step aside.. I'm just another burden." Canai yelled under Aleister's cuff, trembling in his vocal cords, ending his sentence in a broken tone. Sensing the energy under her feet, the young queen bent down and spread her palm over the damp ground, Aleister was so engrossed in observing her every move that his eyes widened in overwhelming shock, and that was when her dark strands began gradually turning white.

When her father woke up, Queenie wanted him to feel proud that his daughter had managed to bring him back from his eternal sleep. Queenie requests that all access to the Bright River Royal Palace be closed. Until she came back later. She didn’t want an intruder to come when she wasn’t there. Riding a white horse in clothes commoner, Queenie left the Bright River Kingdom. Fewa, in the form of a lizard, dangled spoiled on the shoulders of the Princess. Everyone in the kingdom was stunned as the white horse Queenie was riding slowly walked away from her kingdom. On the back of the horse, a beautiful girl dressed in blue color sat like a goddess from heaven. It looked deadly at the same time.

"Oh my father asked for my help. Also the young Summer stumbled upon our island. However, we need to talk." Lesedi did not continue but made a gesture with her hand showing her hair. Selena understood that t was important. That only happens to the queen of white witches. It had been a while since a true white witch lived amongst them. Selena was part which as well. Therefore, Lesedi respected her as their queen. Her maternal grandmother was the pure white witch. Her mother had raven black hair with white strands. After her mother stepped down, Selena had to be the queen. She never knew that her own long lost daughter would turn out to be the queen. She was elated.

I glanced over at Haziel who gave me a reassuring smile “My Queen, we will need some shrinking fluid to return Alissa to her normal size.” “Ah yes, come now, I have some in the kitchen.” She led the way. It was one of the most outstanding features of the White Queen; she did not view herself as better than everyone else or placed herself above all. Yes, she simply knew she had a responsibility to them and the land and that was her only distinction. She was a true Queen dedicated to serving the interests of her subjects and also made the right decisions for them.

She looks like an angel, she whispers to another beside her, her voice echoing with envy while her eyes eats up the Queen’s appearance, taking in the sparkling white, long dress that adorns the Queen’s slender frame like a second skin, exposing her delicate shoulders. White color is one no woman would dare to wear, especially in summer as it clashes with their pale skin, but the Queen wore hers like the color was made for her. As everyone adorned the Queen’s beauty and her innocent yet seductive appearance, relegating the Concubine to the back ground, she stands off with her group of friends, standoffish and waiting for the Queen to get to her, while inside she seeths in jealousy and anger.

There is no alternative. I shook my head and my discomfort pricked me. I cannot... somebody who puts his life in danger of mine? I... I don't even know them. I can't ask that of anyone." “You do not have a choice,” Rowan said. “It is not a question of asking; it is a matter of survival. You are queen now, Auri. You must act accordingly." I heaved a sigh and leaned against the bed in an attempt to wrap my head around it. "When will I meet this knight?"

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

If I wasn’t so frightened for my mate’s safety, I would be captivated by her beauty. “All shall hail the White Queen,” she says, her voice still a sickly combination of two, “the Ruler of Them All. She shall strike fear into the hearts of men. Destruction lies in her wake, and with it, a new era shall begin.” She begins to lift her hands, palms up toward the sky, outstretching her arms like wings. The moon disappears momentarily behind a cloud. When it reemerges, lighting the forest again, the shock of Ruby’s transformation causes me to stumble backwards and trip over a rock, falling to the forest floor.