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Book 4 - A Queen Among Darkness (completed and coming soon to paperback) Whole Again - A Queen among Alphas spin-off (completed and coming soon to paperback) Book 5 - A Queen Among Tides (completed and coming soon to paperback) Book 6 - A Queen Among Gods (ongoing) COMING SOON IN THE SERIES: Book 7 - A Queen Among Tempests Runaway Empress - A Queen Among Snakes prequel Dark Vocation - A Queen Among Darkness spin-off Valor, Virtue, and Verve - A Queen Among Tides spin-off The Next Generation series titled The Royal Shadow Series Much love ADB_Stories

It was about one man. Cassian Nyx. The villain deserved better. Not because he was powerful, not because he was feared, but because no one had ever truly stood beside him. They admired his strength until they needed someone to blame. For three years, Adrian had faithfully followed every chapter of Chronicles of the Celestial Hero—more than eight hundred chapters filled with wars, betrayals, bloodshed, and broken promises. Through it all, one character had remained unforgettable. Cassian Nyx. The most tragic character Adrian had ever read. The villain everyone feared. The monster everyone hated. The man Adrian pitied the most.

Alpha Evan explained, asking what he wanted to at the end while Miss Lillian listened attentively, clearly willing to help as much as she could. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it. "I do know of a war like that. It was between three werewolf packs, and a witch coven out in the woods. From what I know, they were a bunch of powerful witches, so three packs had joined forces to take them down. They had been performing some sort of magic that had apparently been dangerous according to the surrounding werewolf packs and they had deemed it necessary to bring those witches down," Miss Lillian explained, her frown deepening as she spoke.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

There were many things about King Akyran and Queen Ecaeris Monster Hunting academy that I hated – the food, the draughty rooms, the haughty dark elves, the mockery of the knights being amongst them – but the gauntlet easily topped that list. “You can do it, Daethie,” Valerian called out whilst exchanging a coin purse with Caraway. “She’s not going to do it,” he added to his twin. “Not even halfway.” “It’s beginning to rain,” Caraway tipped his golden head back and caught a raindrop on his tongue. His violet eyes had concave pupils like our father, something which Tarragon, Rue and Valerian hadn’t inherited in their human forms. “Makes things slippery. Two obstacles.”

Two headlines that had once defined her ruined world would now never be printed: “Voss Heiress: Damien’s Submissive Lapdog?” “Arabella’s Fall: The Promiscuous Whore with an Angel’s Face?” Both were gone. Burned by the crimson fire of her own will. Elara turned back toward the ballroom, a small, cold, and utterly satisfied smile playing on her lips. Misfortune—evaded. History—rewritten.

Two ladies in the corridor drew their skirts aside as she passed, whispering too loudly to be accidental. “…never thought she’d dare with half the council present…” “…it’s always the quiet ones until they marry…” Serina let them speak. Let them feel bold. The more they underestimated her, the easier it would be to gut them later. In the library, she found Cassian leaning against a shelf, idly flipping through a leather-bound volume. “You’re making enemies faster than I expected,” he said without looking up. “And you’re enjoying it.” His eyes lifted to hers, that lazy curve to his mouth. “You’re not wrong. But enemies are only useful if you can control the pace of the fight.”

The seductive aura wrapped around me like armor. As the final pieces of Seraphina’s memories settled into place, I felt complete. This was my beginning. The rejected, murdered Elara was dead. Seraphina Voss , reborn avenger , had risen and the Blackthorn empire would never be the same.

The reflection did the same thing, I dressed backward, gestured hello the reflection repeated the same thing I pinched myself again, The pain was real. The cold child in my arms was real. This wasn't a dream. Did I die and was reborn just like in movies?, but why ?, out of all the series, "Why was I Reborn as the villainess Luna in my favourite serieS? Why me whyyyyy" I touched my face trying to make all these make sense to me, but there was a problem in the show, Luna Mei ling never had a child. Or was it not aired?, I wondered just then. The door burst open. A woman in a maid's uniform rushed in. "Luna mei! You must rest!" She reached out to grab the boy from my arms. I felt a surge of pur

I’m so disoriented and confused as to what’s happening and before I can even try to get up, someone is on top of me and pinning me down with something cold pressed to my throat that I can only assume is a blade. I look up at my captor, assessing them. They are slender and curvy with the frame of a woman. Their eyes are a piercing green and make me feel like my every move and expression are under scrutiny and being assessed. I don’t feel afraid for some reason, I know I should, but all I can think about was the way my parents were murdered, and I feel angry and indignant. I am NOT going to die this way. Dying this way, of all ways… That’s bullshit! I narrow my gray eyes, continuing to meet th