Victoria Aveyard Red Queen Series Novels & Stories

Octavia's POV It had been nearly 24 hours since Red Dragon had me pinned to his mattress for the first time. He had left me inside after claiming me. I understood the message; I could stay. I could touch what I wanted. Likewise, I could look around. Inside the luxury bedroom, I run things now. No Mira, no Bianca. Red Dragon finally made his command clear; I was not to leave the room without his permission. I obeyed; I remained indoors. And for whatever reason, Mira or Bianca had not shown up, for once.

THIRD PERSON POV THE HIGH REALM With Aveline gone, the palace sat heavy and hollow, like a great beast that had swallowed something precious and had not yet realized the cost. The guards walked the halls in uneasy silence. Servants whispered in corners. The air felt thick and cold, as if grief itself clung to the walls. Inside the Queen’s private solar, however, the quiet did not exist. Lysandra lifted a crystal goblet filled with deep ruby wine, the liquid glimmering like blood under the candlelight. She held it toward her daughter with a satisfied curl of her lips.

"Very well?" "Are you asking me or answering me?" "I'll sit." "That's what I expected to hear." "HMP. Arrogant much?" "When you'll rule your own kingdom you shall take note of the fact that you can do whatever the Hell you wish." "Aha. No, thank you. Bring a ruler isn't in my plans. Even though it does sound tempting and maybe fun, it's also plain boring, and let's not forget about the paperwork and having to know everyone-even though I can pretty much remember anyone and everyone, even if I've seen that person once, there is also the fact that you have to take care of everyone and deal with their problems. Soo... I think I'm good. I mean I already am the Crown Princess of the Dead Domain an

"What?" "Nothing you should be worried about," I said softly, walking into the library to join the others who were already in. Elle was already at the library lectern, her hands on it. "I need something related to Princess Ivy, daughter of Queen Rida Red." She shrugged and stepped back. The catalogue glowed, and a small violet and grey book descended from the sets of flying books and floated in front of me. "It worked," I said, trying to reach out for it. The moment my fingers graced it, it electrocuted me. I flinched back, falling into Ace's waiting arms. "Great, another problem."

“Trust your heart in times of fear. And in times of safety, work with your mind, and trust your family. Now, rise. Put an end to the conflict you created.” Strength came into Susan, she felt like herself. She took to her feet, a diamond armour, the colour of blood graced her skin. And so did a helmet. Vivian took to her feet, both sisters bowed. “Put an end to this,” the Queen said. Both sisters vanished. The bloodstones, an army of feminine figures in red gleaming armours charged forward to battle the horde before them. Red bolts of lightning scattered and struck the ground in front of them, and this caused them to stop running.

Darkness didn’t come all at once. It pressed in slowly, like something heavy lowering over her face, muffling the world piece by piece. Louise lay where she had fallen, her body twisted awkwardly against the roots and damp earth, blood pooling beneath her in a thick, sticky warmth that no longer felt entirely like her own. Her chest rose—barely. Air scraped into her lungs in shallow, uneven pulls, each breath thinner than the last. The cold had settled into her bones, creeping inward from the ground beneath her, numbing her fingers first, then her arms, then deeper still.

I snatched the phone from her. I didn’t need her to explain who the old Royal Delta was, now turned councilman. “Mr. Langley,” I speak urgently, running a hand through my hair as I wait for him to talk. “Queen Tawny, First I want you to know we have deployed all available Elite warriors from Riocht. Second, I spoke with Lamia, she is aware of the situation you face. She will be in contact with you. Thirdly, Crimson is alive and well…” I didn’t hear anything else after that. All I needed to know was Crimson was alive and that Lamia had been informed.

Lucien roared. “They’re not wolves,” Ava said, eyes glowing. “They’re nightmares.” —THE BLOOD QUEEN’S GIFT A scream split the sky. Not Ava’s. Hers. The Blood Queen descended on a stormcloud of darkness, cloaked in bone and crimson. Her silver eyes locked on Ava across the battlefield. “This was only the first taste,” she called. “Next time, I come for your throne.” Ava hurled a blade—but the Queen vanished into mist, laughing.

; she roared. “Sure my lady!” He bowed respectfully and left. “I have been breaking stereotypes since my childhood, I had made every impossible thing possible, I have excluded the word impossible from my words bank then how could this be impossible? I will be the queen of “The Kingdom of Shades”. I will change this kingdom one day. I will eradicate all the darkness from it and make it the kingdom of rising. It will be just bright and powerful like the sun rise. I want everything, everyone under my Lead. The Lead of werewolf Queen. The queen who would be loved and adored by all. The queen will be just like her wonderful mother but she will not be weak like her who couldn’t fight her fate and

And, for an instant, I found myself pondering as I walked over to the heart of the legendary King Teta. Would Caspian be okay with it? Eliminating his father while he was away? But then I remembered my pup, and the danger that could befall us if he wasn’t eliminated. “Yahhhh!!!!” I extended my sword to destroy the one thing that had tormented us, since. “Stop!” Some voice yelled. “Huh?” I let out, looking towards where it came from. “I know you feel indebted, Ava. You’re the said Queen and the chosen one but you don’t want to do that, trust me.” Some lady spelled out with her head held up high.