Parasite Queen Romane & Geschichten

I stared and stated, "I don't need you Alpha." He tried to control his laugh as he knew that whenever I said this there was no way that I was going to be convinced of anything if he said a word. It's an ultimatum. He just raised his hands in defense and said, "But you will contact me if anything." I touched his heart and said, "Ray, you will be there the next day. It is just a day and don't forget I am Beta Kate. A beta of the Moon Shadow Pack. That's my responsibility." Alpha King replied, "You are my Queen and Queen of this whole kind."

Her eyes—slanted, black-ringed, pale lilac at the core—burned with intelligence and a grief so sharp it bordered on madness. This was Seraphina, Mira’s older sister. She looked nothing like her. Her power is immense—Mira’s sister. The Witch-Queen. There was something familiar in her scent—faint, unmistakable traces of Mira woven into something colder, more profound, as if she had absorbed what remained. “You feel it,” the Queen said softly. Her voice carried without effort. “Good. Then you understand why I am here.” One witch trembled. “The light that touched us—”

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

Drones crawl over mounds of decaying flesh, their jaws dripping enzymes that dissolve bone. Eden freezes. "They're harvesting." A drone lunges. The Hunter incinerates it, but the smell draws more. We sprint through corridors lined with cocoons, their translucent skins revealing half-digested deities inside. "Here," Eden says, veering into a chamber where the Worldseed floats-a black acorn crackling with green lightning. The Hive Queen awaits. --- **The Queen's Feast** She's colossal, her body a grotesque fusion of insect and woman, her abdomen a translucent sac filled with squirming larvae. Her voice shakes the chamber. *"Thieves. Paracites. *Mine*."*

I'll be back with the second series. There would be another part and I intend to make the title return if the mafia queen... Although it depends on my editor, if she offers me the contract or not 😊, I love you all you remain my family now and forever... I thank you for the love you had showed my book from the beginning until this very moment, it means the most to me , if I made any mistake or errors please do pardon me... I hope you all understand, I'm still learning and acquiring knowledge never ends. I'll try to give you what you want in the next book, she'll be back and ruthless... There will be lots of sex scenes as well so if you do not like it then don't bother about the second part o

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

The only sound left is the hiss of the parasite still smashing itself against the glass tube, craving the blood that will soon be destroyed forever. “The choice is yours, Princess,” I press emotionlessly. “You can keep your godlike power, reclaim your throne as the strongest Queen, and allow this continent to remain infected by a plague endlessly searching for you. Or… you can surrender your power, become a weak woman forced to hide behind your Sword Bearer’s back, and save this world from a parasite apocalypse.” Maeve says nothing. Slowly, she lowers her head. Her eyes lock onto her own trembling hands. The black shadows that usually slither between her fingers now look like a curse ready t

I get so close to the werewolf that I feel its breath all over my body, and then the beast talks. "I am Manure, the maze keeper and you have trespassed my property and no one gets out alive!" I start laughing a bit and then introduce myself as the Queen of Futanari, soon to be the ruler of all the lands. Manure gets angry at my laughing and roars like a lion. I let him know that he won't scare me whatever he does. Manure slowly approaches me, testing me, to tell the truth, that I feel no fear toward him, and gets one of his paws up with very sharp claws and heads it toward my neck.

Sarah felt as if she were under a spell. Staring at the massive, rigid cock before her—its menacing blue veins bulging—she found herself inexplicably parched, her lips and tongue yearning for it. This was the colossal object thrusting into her flower—so incredibly pleasurable. Her hands involuntarily gripped the thick shaft. It was hard to imagine how such a massive cock had fit inside her flower—and how fiercely hot it was, so scorching to the touch.