Romans & histoires Their Beautiful Strong Queen Novel

Rowan I carried the slave through the forest and up the mountain path to my tower, trying to ignore how right she felt in my arms. Her body was warm against my chest and her scent filled my nose with something sweet, like honey mixed with rain. My wolf howled inside me, demanding I claim what was ours, but I pushed those thoughts away because she would be dead soon, just like the others. The tower stood alone on the cliff edge. Nobody came here because they all knew better than to enter my territory.

Luthias asked as he sauntered our way. “Rob was just telling me how he believes me to be the new vampire queen,” I said. “You… what?” Luthias stammered. “Hope,” Rob interjected nervously. “I hope she is the queen. She’s so nice. We need a queen who is fair and nice.” “She is that,” Jason agreed as he joined Luthias. “Is there a problem, sir?” called one of Jason’s men from the opposite side of our small camp.

She turned them into animals, tortured and killed them most of the time. "What did you just say?" The Queen walked towards her and seized the cape around her gown with an open fist, gripping Talia's slender neck. She struggled to get out, but, as a princess, she's strong; however, her strength is incomparable to that of an actual goddess. The moon princess was losing breath quickly, and her tiny feet were dangling uncomfortably. "You disgusting little princess," Hera spat at her, the last word almost cruel and mocking. "How dare you—"

I'd have never seen myself making a timetable for sex with someone I never thought I'd be intimate with… especially not her. “How far have you gone with the books?” I asked, and she shrugged, reaching past me for the book. She covered my face with her boobs while reaching for the book, and I instantly lost it. I licked the rose between the two of them, feeling my cock harden. “Oh, I'm sorry.” She said, settling back into the bed. “It's fine.” I responded, watching her open the book, covering her body. “Well, Estelle and Maleki are kind of having a battle in the Queen's head for dominance.” Hyacinth said, and I slowly grabbed her thigh. “Although she clearly likes Estelle more, she's conflict

I did not like it one bit, feeling like a subject than a queen. I swallowed, looking at the other couple that looked just so perfect. “ Queen Flavia, is it?” The werewolf queen asked and I still could not get past her beauty, my God, her voice, amazing. She was powerful, I could just tell it. I was a sucker for successful and powerful women. “ Yes…uhm, your majesty?” I did not know if to call her that, turning to Dante who nod his head, having me to smile. “ Yes your majesty.” I answered firmly. My confidence was always on the high, my head held high.

Damn the vixen made me forget about my dinner with a pack leader. If Chazz hadn't come looking for me I would have taken the little thing right then and there. Gosh she was a sight to take in. Her white blouse clung to her beautiful caramel skin revealing her black bra. Her little breast were stiff when my chest was pressed down on her. Her dark raven hair frame her face perfectly even though it was wet. Her pink lips were soft and pouty. And those eyes! Shit! She had the most beautiful pair of green eyes I've ever seen. Holy shit. She was driving me wild. I haven't felt such a heavy attraction towards any female before. It's the bond! Even so it was damn strong and damn powerful. My shaft w

For a heartbeat, she swore the ground under her shifted. Queen. Not just a bond. Not just a title. A life. A choice. Dante had someone. A perfect queen. A woman with flawless hair and dignified smiles and a kingdom at her feet. Jo swallowed hard against the rising burn in her throat. Of course this was the kind of woman Dante wanted. Someone polished. Elegant. Untouchable. Not a runaway girl with scars and spells stitched into her skin. Jo forced a shallow nod, her hands clenched so tightly behind her back that her nails dug into her palms.

“That’s right, get reading.” I watched as she read the books, taking in all the information as she read. She looked like she was a nerd, a beautiful nerd. She reminded me of Belle and I was the Beast. She had a wrinkle in the middle of her forehead, creasing as she focused on the words she was reading. She was perfect, the perfect girl for me. everything I could ever want in my Queen. *present* I screamed out in pain as pain shot through my body, losing all connections with Skylar. She had left the city.

Easton begins to shake his head, before he takes my hand into his, sending chills throughout my body, before he says to me, “You are the strongest woman I have ever met, even stronger than my mother. You possess great powers that I don’t believe you are aware of. You are not weak Kylee. You were born to be a Queen.” I wish I could let myself believe what he was telling me, but I didn’t feel strong, nor did I feel like I was born to be anything. Life up until now was hard on me, and I do believe that it had made me stronger, but I still didn’t believe him when he said I was born to be a Queen.

Alpha Alcott's POV Our beautiful Queen enters our chambers dressed in the most enticing lingerie. Her body is stunning. The shinny lace which leaves nothing private hidden makes it even more tempting. She hums a song and dances seductively while approaching the bed. I am surprised to see her so vibrant after all that happened today. But she is a tough woman. One who fights back evil with grace.