Voodoo Queens Novels & Stories

Valaria stared at her family member with a look of disgust, “When did miss high and mighty let herself be turned? “Oh this?” the deathly pale woman asked as she admired the pitch black claws on her right hand, “About two months ago, I am now the leader of the Nevada Panther Pride and the Vampire Queen of Las Vegas, and you are the Queen of the West coast Panthers and an Alpha to a Wolf Pack, how cute,” Valaria spat her words, “It’s more than a Wolf Pack, we accept any kind,” “Yes, so I have heard, I believe one of my subjects is under your employ, a Native American, caused a ruckus way back when, ring any bells?”

At the same time, Vdius wrapped his arms around her waist to stand properly. Vdius was surprised after seeing her getting scared of a LIZARD! She is the most fearful women in the business world and even in the werewolf world while she's afraid of a lizard! "Are you really the Queen of Rogues?? How come You're scared of a Lizard!" Vdius couldn't help but say. "What do you mean? O..of course I can be sca_ Ahhh it's moving." Saying it, she tightened her hold around his neck, and now her legs were floating in the air as their height difference was huge, and he had to hug her by holding her waist.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

This was the first time an ordinary human had managed to make them lose badly and leave in fear. "Wonder what kind of creature that girl is?" the werewolf asked his friends. "Maybe she's a vampire," chimed in one of them. "Vampires? Didn't their clan disappear in this forest?" "There might still be descendants who haven't gone extinct." "No way. If that girl was a vampire, she would have eaten us already." While they were talking about Leah, Liam⸺the Alpha King of their group overheard. He was very interested in the story of the human girl who had superpowers.

" Andre explained further. "I can do it," Queen said. "All I have to do is stay safe and not die within the next three months, right? Easy peasy." "It's not that easy, Queen," Valerie interjected. Queen got up and placed her hands on her waist, "I am ready, Mom, Dad. Trust me, I can handle it all. I am Queen Scorpion afterall." Andre stared at Valerie again before looking up at Queen and saying sadly, "It's not just that Queen, you will have to let go of the cop."

The housekeepers were doing a great job and I was impressed. From the corners of my eyes, I watched Ugo angle closer toward me. I must admit I seem to be rubbing off on her the wrong way, actually. Because how the hell did she manage to beat a fellow woman to a stupor all by herself? A fierce Queen for a fierce Boss. It would have sounded so perfect if there was no possibility of her leaving me ever. Even though I've been working so hard to have her for keeps, it's wise to always keep it at the back of my mind that she might still want to leave after our agreement.

“Which pack?” “They’re not from any recognized pack,” Ruvan said. “They claim to represent a group of nomadic seers and priestesses—calling themselves the Daughters of Dusk.” Lucien narrowed his eyes. “That name hasn’t been spoken in a century.” “I thought they were wiped out,” Elira said. “During the last purge of spiritual sects.” “They were,” Lucien said grimly. “Or so we thought.” Ruvan continued, “They asked specifically for Queen Elira. They say they bring a prophecy only she can hear.”

Reina chuckled and replied, "Pfft, then you're more than welcome to my home, kiddo." Amber's face lit up with excitement, and she skipped ahead to join Lana and Kyle, who had already finished dressing up. Lana, dressed in a deep green formal dress with a square neckline, spaghetti straps with a beaded tassel and high slit, turned towards Reina and did a twirl. "Pleased to meet you, Ashlyn Woods. I'm Lana Mactokins from the Rosian organization." Amber couldn't contain her excitement and commented, "Purr slayyyy!"

The war came faster than blood dries. By the third dawn after the blood moon feast, the eastern horizon bristled with torches. Queen Isolde Valcour—mother to the dead princess, widow of a hundred battles—had not waited for confirmation. She had felt the bond sever, felt her daughter’s soul ripped from flesh, and she had answered with steel and starvation.

“Why do you say that?” Linhua thinks back to the Queen’s reaction when she saw the blonde’s face, and shakes her head. As if her trouble thoughts are making her thirty, she lifts the cup and drowns the rest of the drink inside. “The Queen is obsessed with her,” she says a little too loudly. The door opens just as the words leaves her mouth, and Linhua flies to her feet, while choking on her spit. She stares wide-eyed at the Queen who just emerged from the inner chamber.