Wings Queen Novels & Stories

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

All the four brides laughed, except Enerva and Indigo. Indigo replied to Nora’s voice to let everyone know, including the subjects near them. “My lady, she isn’t wearing ordinary dungeon trash feathers,” Indigo said louder. “those are white feathers. No one in this world has white wings except our queen and crown prince.” All exhaled sudden shock, and Nora bubbled in anger at hearing these sayings, yet Indigo didn’t stop her explanation, “Our queen hasn’t used her wings ever since the departure of our king.”

The image came fast: his wings buckling, his blood steaming on black glass, the mountain going quiet in a way that would never be forgiven. If he fell, what was she? A Queen without a king. A weapon without a wielder. A prisoner without a jailer. The titles twisted until they lost meaning. Masks tossed on stone, hollow and useless. “I could fight,” she murmured, barely aware she had spoken aloud. The words hung in the warm air, soft but stubborn. They sounded like a vow whispered at the edge of an altar, half prayer, half threat. Her wings responded again, fire sharpening along their edges, the white brightening to near brilliance for a breath before settling. Light pricked at the corners of

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

she said pulling her towards the main entrance leading to the house. The Okoji resident was quite a beauty to behold. Aria didnt realize how massive the place was until they stepped into the main wing. Their Estate holds not less than two double duplex and three flats on the west wings. Several cars were parked outside with numerous servants going about their duties. Aria always knew the Okoji's were involved in other businesses but she didn't realized it was this huge. I guess that was why they were so popular in the media. As they continued to make their way into the building, Aria couldn't help but marvel at the interior decoration that trailed the corridor leading towards the living room

"Start over with what?" "Building your own kingdom," Victoria said, turning to me, a fire of ambition in her eyes. "One that doesn't depend on any man, that isn't controlled by anyone. A kingdom that only you can destroy." I looked at this powerful woman—my mother—and suddenly, I understood. Maybe we were both fools once. But the age of fools was over. It was our turn to be queens.

"Alpha is our leader here. Including the king in our kingdom. Do you understand?" "What's his name?" Leah was getting curious. "Liam," Jack replied. "Okay, I'll remember him. I won't call him by mistake," Leah promised. A few minutes later, Jack managed to bring Leah to meet Liam on his throne. The innocent girl was ordered to face the king. "Liam, I brought the girl named Leah as you ordered," Jack reported to Liam. Liam approached Leah and carefully observed the girl's face. Leah became awkward and self-conscious. When the supreme leader noticed her appearance.

“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...

The wings were of golden color. After this moment everything back to normal. As soon as demon saw my wings they shouted "Hurry yup everyone. Let's get out of here. We must tell queen" What do they need to tell the queen? Why are my wings in golden color? I noticed the face of all other angels. They were thrilled and cheerful to see my golden wings. Why everyone is looking at me in so much surprise and amusement. All these thoughts crossed my mind. Suddenly I felt dizzy and I blacked out.

The Queen’s eyes sweep the group, landing on Liam and softening, then hardening again. “Rise, all of you,” the Queen says. “I want to see my daughters’ faces.” Zayla stands, flanked by Bella, Liam, Jenifer, Alex, and Amanda. The Queen’s gaze lingers on Bella’s jaw, the tilt of her chin, and a faint line of pride. Then, she moves to Zayla, inspecting the violet shimmer of her scales. “So. You have shifted. Congratulations. Few survive the first time without… incident.”