Werewolf Queen Novels & Stories

He ran to my side, his hand finding mine. “Whatever happens,” he said, his eyes fierce. “We stay together.” The light from the altar grew until it filled the entire room, blinding us. I felt a pull in my soul, like something was being ripped out of me and replaced with something ancient. The Werewolf Queen was no longer a legend. She was here. And she was angry.

The usurpers didn't need to command loyalty; they merely needed to ensure that the packs were too busy fighting amongst themselves to ever consider uniting against them. Propaganda, too, played a crucial role. Pamphlets, crudely printed but widely distributed in werewolf settlements, depicted Queen Elara and her lineage as weak, decadent, and ultimately responsible for the kingdom’s current instability. They were painted as creatures of human sentimentality, incapable of understanding the primal needs and fierce independence of the werewolf people. One particularly vicious pamphlet featured a crude caricature of Elara, her eyes wide and vacant, surrounded by images of chaos and famine, with

After breakfast, Darina reported for her training, and the queen greeted her with a bitter smile, ready to humiliate her. "My dear, I see Royal etiquette has already overwhelmed you since you’ve started dining only at the pack house." "Not at all, Your Majesty. I simply want to understand the pack better." "Very well," the queen said through gritted teeth. "Surely you didn’t manage to read all the books I sent you." "I read them all." "Great," the queen said, clearly surprised but unconvinced. "Then I hope you don’t mind a little quiz. What was the name of the first werewolf queen?" "Gaia."

Vishal, Anvi, Vanshika, Raghav and Meenaskshi were sitting together. Vishal "Aayan called me, and said that he and Maya found out the next werewolf king and vampire queen." Anvi "Who are they?" Vishal "Though I don't know all the details, I know this much that the werewolf king's name is Adarsh and he was born on a pink moon night. The vampire queen is a born vampire. Her name is Riva." Meenaskshi "If they agree to become the leaders, and let Vishal, Anvi, Vanshika and Nikhil go, then everything will become all right. We will be able to live our lives peacefully."

music started playing announcing the queen then the queen walked in. She looked around 18 years old, and she was the one that smelled amazing. As soon as I looked in her eyes my wolf was running around shouting MATE!! MATE!! MATE!! I gasped she didn’t even have her wolf yet not to mention she thinks she’s HUMAN I screamed at my wolf. When it was my chief turn to speak to the queen, I stood behind him and looked at the queen. I was shocked to see she had blonde hair and blue eyes that were the traits only the werewolf royalty could have. I noticed she was staring at me as well. I guess it was because of the mate bond even though she didn’t have her wolf, yet she would next week on her 19th b

My heart felt like a piece of glass—sharp, jagged, and ready to cut anyone who touched it. “After all this agony, do you still want him? Do you have no pride? He messed with the wrong woman. I am not some weak whore. I am Miroslava Flameheart, Queen of Dragons and Werewolves—” I paused as the realisation hit me, cold and terrifyingly perfect. “—And soon, Queen of Demons. Because I am going to kill their king and take everything he owns.”

“We don’t believe in one.” So they are atheists then. Not that I hold a grudge against anyone of some sort… In the werewolf realm, they have a moon goddess. Goodness, I kept on wanting to compare the realms… “So what about your lives? Who do you ask for blessings?” “The Queen. We leave all our worries and trust the Queen in our lives.” It is scary how the queen knows and controls everything here…so much that she might have even some cameras placed or spells to hear our conversation. I have to keep track of my words then…

Elder Percy, the head of the Elder Council, stood forward from where the rest of the council members stood. "We are gathered here today for the Coronation of our new King and Queen of the Werewolf Kingdom." Percy announced. "It is always a great honor to see a new progression of our Kingdom, and we are privileged that our new Queen will be the most powerful Queen we have known, being that she is the direct descendent of our Moon Goddess." He turned to me. "Luna Princess Kari Marit Doyle, As Queen, do you promise to be loyal to the Kingdom." "I do." I said.

I abruptly stand up and glare down at her. "Your lying. I just found out I was a Werewolf, why would they not tell me I was a hybrid?" Moraya gets up and dusts her self off, " Hmph, probably because they feel bad for you. Why do you think that horrid pack was killed off anyway? The Luna of that pack was a Sucubus, Mated to the Alpha. But some how, the little energy sucker made herself the Queen and down went the king." I could barely believe what she was saying, " Listen, " Moraya sighs, "I'll do you a kindness even though you've just pushed me in the dirt," she sneers.

she asked but Naomi shook her head. “No, Alex. That's not the case. This is something else entirely.” She said. “Okay, so you believe me?” she asked, hoping that she does. Naomi hesitated for a moment and then she nodded. She knew that Alex had no reason to lie or make a fuss. So, if this was true, then Alex wasn't just a normal werewolf, she was a destined queen. A queen werewolf was someone who was born to naturally be mated to an alpha, and no gift can ever be used against her when she was of age. That must have been why she was able to see what she did, it was possibly what triggered it because since it couldn't work against her, it would work for her.