روايات وقصص ضمن Witch Queen Black Clover

I asked her, and she took a deep breath before speaking. “At first, I didn’t know how to tell you, but you need to know now. Our Queen has been vanquished by one of our adversary’s dark witches. Our world is being overrun by a black power that is enslaving everyone,” she explained as I placed my palm on my head. “How could the Queen be defeated when she was powerful among us?” I questioned. “That’s something else I’m curious about. According to the soldiers, her daughter is in charge of everything. That Lilibeth is her second child by her second lover,” she said, and I grimaced.

The queen walked until she stopped near an old tree whose bark was carved with strange symbols. ‎ ‎I narrowed my eyes. What is this? ‎ ‎Suddenly, laughter echoed. Figures emerged from the shadows, women in dark cloaks, their eyes glowing faintly. They surrounded the queen, greeting her with eerie smiles. ‎ ‎My stomach dropped. Blood witches. ‎ ‎The queen’s voice was clear and sharp. “The wedding is moving according to plan. Soon, the tribes will fall, and the blood witches will rule once more.” ‎ ‎My heart pounded in my chest. It’s her. Not the king… the queen is the one with an agenda.

She was not a witch, she wasn't supposed to chant spells unless. The realization hit the witch Queen and she fastened her chanting. Before she was done with the spell, a strong power hit her and she fell to the other side of the room. The woman in the black cloak walked over to where she lay and started chanting another spell. In no time at all, the witch queen lay lifelessly on the floor. . . . ……

“That second pregnancy. Tell me. What birth pack did Queen Helena come from?” Time was going. Mina could already feel an ache at the back of her waist and even her stomach seemed to clench hungrily. At the back of her head, Mina knew the Lycan’s retrial might restart soon. But she kept on, reading records and reports of the Queen’s second pregnancy as Gwen and Delilah helped her piece the clues together. Whatever the truth was, Mina was certain she would uncover it soon. No matter how long it took. “Here.” Gwen pushed a different book at Mina as her fingers tapped a word on a page. “The Queen was originally from Black Shifters pack and she went back there during her pregnancy.”

Carlos’s response was quick, but his tone was breathless, as if he had been running for a long time. Draven clenched his fists, his fangs elongating in frustration. This can’t be happening. "Fuck!" he snarled aloud, pacing back and forth like a caged beast. Where are you? Where do you think she could be? Draven pushed harder, his voice now a low growl. We’re in the Black Market, my king. Someone here claims they saw the Queen passing through earlier. She was with a young woman—long, dark hair. They were purchasing rare flowers...

As expected, the name struck like thunder in the gloom. “What?” The voice was hushed, reverent and alarmed. “Is that even possible? No one knows where the Black Moon Flowers are except the Dark Wolves. How did she manage to get one? Or…” The shadow’s tone dropped to a whisper, heavy with awe and fear, “She is the prophecy. She is the soon-to-be founding Blessings!” I snapped my head toward them, voice sharp and biting. “Nonsense! You know how it works. Like a Queen Bee in a beehive. It’s forbidden to have two Queen bees.” I smirked, cold and cruel.

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

"When I got back from the infirmary, everywhere was quiet. The guards and the maids were all asleep. I decided to hide myself when I heard some noise in the kitchen. The beta female and the queen wanted something to eat. After they left, I saw her pour something on one side of the steak. When she tasted it, she didn't eat from the part that she poured something on. So I figured something was wrong. When she got back to the kitchen, she made a call and said she had done it and the queen will be dead soon" "Thank you so much Althea. You saved me" I hugged her tightly. Valdus retrieved a vial from the pocket of her dress and smelled it. "It has no scent" he passed it round and they confirmed it

“By the grace of the Moon Goddess and the consensus of the High Council, we recognize Esmeralda of the Knight Pack as—” “She is not 'of the Knight Pack,'” I interrupted, my voice becoming louder through the hall like a thunder light. Silas stopped, his hands shaking. The crowd gasped. “She is the Queen of the United Packs,” I said, stepping up onto the first tier of the dais. “She is the Mother of the New Dawn. And she doesn't need your 'consensus.' She is here because she survived the darkness you all were too cowardly to face.”

Her mother looked every inch a gothic queen in rubies and black opals. Next came Bessa and Deandra, daring and dazzling, smiling wickedly as they claimed the floor. Then, one by one, the Council witches. Power radiated from them, sharp and undeniable. I held my breath as the herald raised his voice. “Lord Alister Silverlake and the Queen Witch Supreme, Aminda Loretta Bettencourt.” My jaw tightened. With him? Rage boiled as I yanked at my bow tie. Her silver-blond hair fell in perfect waves, black-tipped strands swaying to her waist. Diamonds glittered across her black gown, clinging to every curve. The neckline plunged low—too low. My fists curled. No one else should look at her that way.