White Queen Elizabeth Woodville Novels & Stories

"I came to bring a gift of southern silk for the heir, and she lunged at me! The omega is unstable! She wants to destroy the alliance out of pure jealousy!" The elite vanguard guards did not advance on Elena, but their iron swords remained drawn, their predatory eyes tracking her every breath. They were locked in a state of paralyzed conflict. Elena was the fully awakened White Queen, the fated mate of their sovereign, but Camille was the royal daughter of their most vital military ally. A public attack on her flesh was an act of international war.

“Please forgive me, My Queen. I did not mean to deceive you nor was it done out of malice. When His Majesty reached the age of eligibility but showed no signs of interest in marriage, the many nobles came together and selected Ms. Seraphina Rissel as queen candidate, however, His Majesty decliTed the request right away. He had never once shown any personal interest to her. As this incident happeTed long ago, I did not care to bring it up to you for I was sure that if you were to learn of it then it may have caused you unnecessary discomfort,” Mrs. Cessley said in disgrace.

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

DUCHESS 41 Queen Violetta Suzette Von Travensky, a name known for her beauty and cunning mind, she is good at leading people and manipulating them. That is how powerful she is. She was regarded as the fairest of them all, the most intelligent, to have her by your side is to win almost all the battles and wars and to be on top of everything. She is the most powerful Queen in all of the queens in a chess game. That is why to be under her good graces is to have multiple advantages in life. But Queen Violetta Suzette Von Travensky is not one who values family, she is one who values the bond that she has with someone. She lives by the saying, ”The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water o

"Is she Alexander's girlfriend?" Madame Alarie pried and her sister just nodded her head, "Isn't my daughter-in-law beautiful?" The Madame proudly muttered and she could see the indifference on her sister's expression. "Well, how about you dear Elite? Do you have someone you like right now?" Madame Beatrice turned to face her niece, who was busy talking to her cousin, Hugo.

“Especially about the witch’s origins, how this began, and why they are after your father and brother.” “They are basing all of this on the fact that they don’t believe you can be Queen though? I mean that seems like a lot to leave up to chance, I’d bet they are going to kill you too.” A growl erupts behind me while Quai is talking and I just roll my eyes. “Like hell..” Ryn mutters. “You know what I mean,”Quai defends as he lays back down.

She wasn't my mother? A guard came in "we're ready" he lifted me by my arms and took me outside. There was a large crowd, with Bronte at the middle. Her executioner stood by her side. Thane took me to where she stood. "Who birthed her?" "A sister from the coven. Died during childbirth. The name given to you is Elpida" "Is there any other thing I should know?" She started humming and looked at her executioner "I'm ready"

A young mortal servant—one of many who now worked in the palace, learning divine skills while sharing their own mortal wisdom—entered carrying a tray of food and a small scroll tied with green ribbon. “Good morning, sir,” she said with a warm smile, setting the tray on the desk. “Breakfast from the kitchens—fresh bread from Maria’s recipe, cheese from the foothill farms, and honey from the sacred hives. And this came for you just now.” She handed him the scroll, which he opened carefully. Eirene’s elegant handwriting covered the page:

At the bottom, in a child’s handwriting, were the words: ‘The Queen comes home. A short note was tucked inside. “I found this in storage last month. Elena drew it when she was eight and you were twelve, after you told her you were going to build something big one day. I thought you should have it.—Clara.” I sat at my desk holding that drawing for a long time. Twelve years old. A building. A crown. Elena had always known. The second thing was a message from a number I now recognized immediately. Caleb.

I said nodding towards a sleeping Alida and Ray lifted an eyebrow at me. “Just by judging this note, it is a female obviously as you said, but it’s got to be someone who’s close to the King in order for her to think that the crown belongs to her. Evidently she’s believed for who knows how many years, that she was next in line to be Queen, but by what means of becoming Queen is unknown.” Ray blabbered on while staring at the note again. “What do you mean by “means” exactly?” I asked.