Vampire Queen の小説・ストーリー

Fuck, this was nothing of this earth. "I did not invite you in," A voice boomed, both young and old. New and broken. Shivers dug their way up my legs, rattling my knees slightly. "I never thought I would see the Killer Queen tremble this much." A mocking laughed followed. Katharine's teeth were warped, like she had tried prying them from her mouth. Faint outlines of shadow created the illusion of antlers from her head. "What are you?" I mumbled, unable to fully catch my breath. The thing smiled back cruelly and I could hear many civilizations wither and die within each word it spoke afterwards.

I can't— Then she saw her. Lysandra. The vampire queen stood at the far end of the cavern, her throne of bones rising behind her. She was beautiful and terrible, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes the color of spoiled wine. She wore a crown of obsidian, and her smile was a knife. "Elara," she said. Her voice was like silk and steel. "I was wondering when you would come." Elara forced herself to stand. Her body screamed in protest, but she ignored it. She reached for her paper, but it was gone, lost somewhere in the chaos.

she said as she stormed out of the room. "Queen," Ace Denzell bowed, fisting his hands against his chest. The Queen was an old woman with dark skin that contrasted sharply with the pale vampires of their bloodline. Her eyes were large, dark brown and her lips slightly red as they curled upward in an amused smile. She looked like she was born in the shadows. In her room, she had summoned the entire Dark Shadow Coven council, consisting of an Ace, two assassins knights, and a Witch Rosaline.

My feet froze where I was as I looked at her with nothing but bland confusion. “Please, what’s going on here?” My voice broke. I couldn’t see the reason why my mother would be crying while trying to say something to me. I couldn’t see the reason why congratulations wasn’t the first thing my family said to me that morning. Usually, when a werewolf achieves her first shift, the family would be so happy and might even throw a party. But the case happened to be different today. “Why not listen to what the queen has to say?” Selena sneered in.

Ava replied. "Alright," Queen said and excitedly ran toward the study. The moment her grandma turned her back on her, she sighed; this was not the news she was hoping for. She knocked on the door but didn't get any reply. However, she opened it and went in. The moment she did, a knife was pointed in her direction, and she raised her hands. "Grandfather, it's me, Queen." "Queen? Who's Queen?" he asked. "I'm your granddaughter, Queen Scorpion."

"There are a lot of pack in our realm, Sage but their ancestors were originated from our pack. Even before and after the war, they are some individual who have decided to be rouge while the other group separated themselves from our circle. And they reproduces their descendant until this day. Their Alpha are self-proclaimed or on the top of hierarchy when it comes to supremacy within their own pack." "It's sort of like the Phantom Queen is the Adam and Eve of our own universe. And we are her direct bloodline while the others were just turned with her bite then those people keeps on breeding for so many years just like we are. The Queen has the ability to turn any human into werewolf with her

“This is merely a political marriage. It’s not like we love each other. A few years later, you will probably be lying in some insignificant corner. Once I find my true love, do you still think I will care about this stupid marriage of convenience?” “Even if I am lying in an insignificant corner; even if you marry dozens of women; the facts won’t change.” Allure’s poked her finger against his chest. “I will still be your first wife, the noble consort who will become the Queen once you ascend to power.” “You!” Regan’s expression turned dark. He pulled out the dagger and pointed at her chest. “Believe it or not, I can kill you with a single stab. I can launch an overnight attack and turn your e

, I announce, throwing open the cupboard to get my cheerios cereal. "Hey cupcake, sleep well?", he responded, his eyes still glued to the newspaper. From his still shaggy hair and sleep swollen eyes, I could tell he had just rolled out of bed and had come down for his usual coffee fix. The house still seemed very empty with just the two of us. My mum had died three years ago, during an uprising by the vampires in the city. She had been staked to our backyard tree and left to burn when the sun rose, because she had married my dad, a human. My mum was a vampire, a made, not a pure blood, and she had been brutally killed by a sadistic bunch of fuckers who believed that humans were lower than th

as time goes on the Queen got pregnant carrying the King's child the one who is said to be the bloody vampire King .there was war going on between Venngreberg and the witches due to The Killing of the witches on the the kings wedding night demon Lord Raul and queen Natalie building forces against the king unknown to the King they were planning his death the demon Lord who was his trusted Ally . Queen Lana came out one night feeling heavy she was looking for her king in the palace garden where he usually rest she saw him sitting down on a wooden chair placed in the garden slowly she went and touched him from the back

said the female voice. “But my Queen.” I froze and flattened my body to the wall and moved closer. “She must be killed today. Cut off her head. I will not have that werewolf, vampire mut taking anything away from my daughter. Laura will marry Andrew.” “My Queen.” Footsteps rushed off, and the queen hissed. “Stupid girl.” I hurried away and rushed to the moon garden, praying I wasn’t too late. Where was that damn vampire when I needed him? He was always around her. I hoped he was now.