Valkyrie Crusade Slime Queen Novels & Stories

I can feel tears build in my eyes and ready to fall. "I am cursed, I am unwanted, I am a failure. Then why are you still waiting for me to accept you?" I yell while tears fall out of my eyes. "You are not any of these. Do you hear me?" He says cupping my face in his hands. "Then what am I?" I ask in a broken tone. "You are the Luna Queen and it's high time to show the world what your capable of doing." He replies determinedly looking at me with eyes full of love and.....pride?

AARON'S POV She looked at me in awe with her mixes of doe and siren eyes. Valencia clearly knows how to use her eyes, she can seduce any man with her doe eyes and can look dead in anyone's eye with her siren eyes. Valencia De Von Cruz is Queen, but not only the underworld's queen but also the queen of everyone's heart. My heart.

They surround me and start to touch my body, inch by inch, getting me hornier and hornier. Then they start to fuck me, two at the same time, all cumming inside of me. After they are all done, Cade gives his hand to me, gets me up, cleans me, helps me to put my dress back on, and tells me that the final step of the ceremony is to kill myself and that in my death I will be reborn as immortal, Queen of hell. I take the sacred knife and cut my own throat. Cade catches me in his arms, then he puts my body on fire, kisses me and I get reborn, stronger than ever.

The Crownslayer sang through the air like a scream made flesh, its obsidian blade catching the firelight—and the First Queen met her with a shield of pure flame, clashing with such force that the cavern walls cracked, molten rock splitting down ancient lines. Their magic collided in a fury of light and shadow. Flame versus rebellion. Immortality versus choice. “You would strike me down?” the First Queen whispered in her mind, even as the blade caught her arm, sizzling against immortal flesh. “You would end what gave you birth?” “I would end the part of you that forgot what mercy is.” The Queen roared. Fire engulfed them both. Elara screamed, not in pain—but in power. The Crownslayer drank th

“I have never seen a slave look this good. Like royalty.” That hit a nerve. “I am royalty.” I met his gaze this time firmly, as I passed my point across. “I am the Luna. Your Queen. Surely, a queen cannot be a slave, can she?” Alpha Slade went mute, his expression looking thrown off by my response. He clearly wasn’t expecting that. “Sharp tongued.” He smirked finally, his eyes glinting in sadistic pleasure. “I like it. Such a pity Ryker lost you to the Lycan King. But then again, anything can still happen, don’t you think?”

"We're in," "Thank you so much," "I'm your slave from today" The group responded with various exclamations, their excitement evident. "Okay, then it's settled," Lea said, laughing lightly. ---- In the magical world of dragons... Queen Elizabeth Vetrov of the Kingdom of Asterin sat in her office, poring over documents, when her assistant, Allen, knocked on the door. "Enter," she called. "Good morning, my dear queen," Allen greeted as he stepped into the office, closing the doors behind him.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

“The prophecy.” Silence followed that word immediately. Even through the wall I could feel the tension shift. Then another witch snapped softly, “Not this again.” “No,” the first replied calmly. “Listen to me carefully before dismissing it.” Something moved strangely beneath my skin the second she said that. I swallowed hard and kept listening. “Before the eclipse,” the witch whispered carefully, “the Queen of the Night will reveal herself. A creature born of fang, blood, and magic. One body carrying all three.”

"Would you rather go back to the bakery and face a woman’s anger, or stay here and face Vane’s blade? Choose quickly." "I'll go," Marcus whispered, his body shaking. "I'll go." Kaelen gestured to Vane. "Bring the Feralis." Vane stepped to a wall safe and retrieved a small, ornate vial. Inside, a shimmering violet liquid swirled, appearing almost alive. Kaelen held it up to the light. "This is a potion designed for the highest-tier Beastkin. It bypasses the mind and speaks directly to the blood. It triggers a primal, uncontrollable urge to kill to shift, to roar, to show one’s true nature. If this man is a King, he will not be able to hide it once this is in his system."