Voodoo Queens Novels & Stories

At the red line my people had drawn, all its swaps and dead zones, ending at a gray rectangle by the freight tracks where the woman who'd wanted one normal afternoon was tied up and waiting on a man who'd shaken my hand every morning for nine years. "Eight o'clock is his clock," I said. "We're not going to be on his clock." "You're thinking a breach," Darius said. "I'm thinking we go in before he's finished setting up. From the side he thinks is blind, because Vance told him it's blind. Using the exact hole in the net Vance is so proud of. And we take his queen off the board before he even knows the game started." I was already pulling the tactical case toward me, checking a load with hands

Every being has a light in them, but something would have stirred the darkness within them, and as long as there is light, there shall be the dark. I am the Queen Of All Vampire's Kings and the Witch of the New World. Even though, I have no idea how to end the war between all these creatures, I have got lessons to learn along the way.

It was just an instant, and Quinn was already bleeding at the mouth. When she forcefully activated the Divine Voodoo in front of the Three Voodoo Sovereigns, it backlashed on her. “It’s best you don’t activate the Holy Silkworm, Saintess. With your current cultivation, you’ll just suffer a backlash from the Golden Voodoo Silkworm,” the Snake Voodoo Sovereign said when he saw Quinn trying to do something. He was unperturbed by it and smiled instead. “We’re marquises of martial arts, Saintess. You can’t do anything to us even if you have the Divine Voodoo inside you. Your cultivation is just too weak,” the Scorpion Voodoo Sovereign said.

It looked like they could use them for several more days in that fashion with doing them any physical harm and return them to their destiny without any memory of their decadent use by the vampire clan. He was appreciative of the cooperation from his former adversary The Voodoo Queen to continue to furnish his band of blood-suckers with the random souls found wandering after midnight in the French Quarter generally lacking either logic or awareness of their surroundings. His monthly quota of a fresh virgin had been maintained by the followers of Queen Marie in accordance with the accord struck when he drained enough of Lovey's blood to make her his child and an immortal vessel of skin and bon

"She's a ghost. And you dragged a ghost into our house." The table was quiet. Felt the weight of it. Five pairs of eyes doing math. Varek's hands tightened on the back of the chair. The leather creaked. "She's my wife," Varek said. "My blood covers her. That's all this table needs." "Is it?" Syris smiled again. "Because what I hear from Sector Four is that you bought a girl to cover a debt. That she's not a wife. She's a prop." He looked at me. "No offense."

I stood and looked slowly around the room until it fell silent again. “I stand before you as the queen your King chose to succeed him. In his wisdom, he could see what I and this small group before me couldn’t. I have endured multiple attempts on my life. I have faced Bartholomew’s army and returned with his weapons of destruction for our scientists to study. I have thwarted the attempts on my life by powerful wizards. I have proven myself strong enough to stand up to adversity. I bring to you a link between the Fae, the mutant-vampires, and vampires. That link will be needed for what is to come. The New World Order has managed to produce new armament that cannot only destroy a vampire

"A queen is the only person who can save you from the wrath of the Swamp Goddess." The words of Vlora made all of them think for a moment then they questioned, "Even if we join the Czar pack and consider you our Queen, what is the guarantee that you won't attack us?" "Didn't you ever heard of Dashers? If you have, then you must know that we never do wrong to anyone. Even if you don't belong to our pack, we don't kill anyone but enemies only." "Sorry but I don't consider her as my queen!" a female raises a voice.

he taunted, his voice dripping with otherworldly confidence. The Quad Kings stood tall, determination burning within. "Bring it on!" they declared in unison, their bond strengthened by the challenge. The vampires proposed a best-of-five tournament, each match featuring a different game, pushing the quads to their limits. Blaze would face Valoric solo, deciding the tournament's outcome. Storm strategized,.The pack knew they'd need teamwork, communication, and psychological insights to counter supernatural strengths.

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha

His eyes are dangerous. “I just did my job,” a woman appeared behind us. She’s new here. She looked at me with adoration and happiness. “It is my pleasure to do the job,” she said to me and even bowed. I looked at Giovanni with questions but he just nodded. “Well, thank you,” I told her. I just stood there with my arms crossed above my chest. “They said you’re a devil, I guess, the hell doesn’t want you to be there,” Adam’s wife said to me. “Because they are afraid I will replace the current boss in hell,” I mockingly said to her.