Wings Queen Novels & Stories

Tony smirked at her. " oh you useless fellow. You can't do yourself so at least let me do. And no one is going to tell the Boss about my ways. He only needs to know that I will make his cute little princess a kickass Luna. " she smirked back.. OK.. So now this is going to be a secret?? I can't even tell him about how my training is going on.? I frowned at her.. Well.. She is right.. She can't possibly let that over possessive king to know that she actually beat the shit out of his queen and I also want to learn as fast as I can. His queen. What a choice of word Vanessa. I grinned.

The scent of purity clung to its skin, the scent of the Moon, and she wondered why it was here. Had Michael finally gained the courage to try and end her? “Submit,” She growled out. She put power behind her tone this time and the dominance she had kept locked up over the last few months flooded the air. Theo dropped to his knees and the wolf coiled up on itself and slowly transitioned back to their human form. The crunching of bones filled the air before a panting woman lay before her. Green eyes looked at her through a shield of blonde hair before looking away, unable to hold her powerful gaze. Adelaide let her gaze roam over her as her claws retracted. She had little to no scars on her bod

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

“Mare, you are a gift from the gods. You are the chosen one, sent to save us from our sufferings. Use your gifts and your opportunities wisely.” “I am the king’s slave, how can I possibly save my people when I myself live in a golden prison?” One of his hands dropped from her face to her belly. “I have heard talks about dragon kings of the past and how they ruled 6 kingdoms. The blood of the dragon kings runs within your veins. Give birth to dragons, seize the throne, unite the 6 kingdoms, and rule. We will call you Dragon Queen sitting on a throne forged from steel by fire.” He sounded lost in his imagination and in his eyes, Mare could see her foolish dreams as a child. She on a horse albe

Their sleek, pitch-black coats gleamed like polished obsidian, and their eyes glowed faintly, burning with intelligence. “These are my stallions,” Thanion said, his voice carrying a rare warmth. “Nyx, Acheron, and Erebus.” He approached them and ran a hand over Nyx’s mane. “She’ll be staying with us for a while,” he told them, his tone soft but commanding. “Be kind to her.”

I said, “As I heard, the queen is really sick,” Levi responded while taking my sword to check. “At least she didn’t call Kate, too.” “Yes.. I mean no, there is nothing about Kate, I have no problem with Kate becoming the next Queen.” My elder sister Kate. She had been my sister and companion since childhood. Our mother, the greatest Alpha Queen, was always consumed by her duties, leaving Kate and the servants to care for me. Unlike me, Kate had short black hair, she was always sharp and confident. Our mother adored her, nurturing her in ways I could only watch from afar. I may have looked like my mother, but I rarely saw her, and the distance between us had always been clear.

We hear rustling coming from behind him before a large group of people walk out, carrying weapons with them. Observing them more we notice some of them have wings, Angels. The others don't have wings but we could still feel the power radiating off of them. We assume that these are witches. As we look over at all of them we notice that some of the Angels don't look happy about this. Probably only doing it 'cause they're Queen ordered them to do it. She has no right to be called a Queen. We glare at all of the Witches who are betraying Queen Charlotte. "Theo? What do we do now?" We hear Izzy ask as she shifts back and puts her clothes on.

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her... Slay her dragons... I will.

I slumped forward, attempting to claw at the ground beneath me as the entity within my back writhed beneath my skin. "Fly, Bella. Keep striving to unfurl your wings. They are nearly free. They are exquisite - a deep cerulean and purple with intricate gold patterns. They are tailor-made for you. The wings of a queen," she praised, though I could hardly register her words amidst the excruciating torment I was enduring. My back arched and then dropped as a sob escaped my lips. Ara knelt beside me, gently massaging my back in an attempt to coax my wings to emerge.

There could be traced a faint scoff on the serpent's face. " What twisted wordly desire did you think of fulfilling by daring to tamper with my nature, you wicked woman? " The serpent's response was a deafening hiss, a storm of venom and fury. Its massive head lunged forward, fangs bared, venom dripping like liquid fire. The Wolf Queen danced nimbly to the side, her cloak billowing like raven wings, narrowly avoiding the venomous onslaught.From its massive serpentine body sprouted majestic wings, each feather a tapestry of vibrant colors that seemed to shift with every flicker of light. With a single powerful beat, the wings unfurled, sending a gust of wind that swept through the chamber, ex