Switchblade Queen Novels & Stories

The warriors parted for her the same way they parted for him. Something about her face tugged at me. I couldn't place why. A faint sting pressed behind my ribs, like a bruise I didn't remember getting. Harrison raised his voice over the crowd. "Tonight, we honor Sasha — daughter of Alpha Theron of the Silvercrest Pack. She is the new Selene-Blade, and her strength won us this victory." He lifted her hand high. The crowd roared. They stood close. Closer than ceremony required. Harrison's gaze swept over Sasha with something I recognized — admiration, warm and open. A look I used to see directed at me, in the early weeks of our marriage. Before it cooled into something distant and polite.

Alpha Trent was the one to step forward this time. “Stupid question get’s stupid answer. Tread carefully Alpha.” I said. “When you win then you will automatically become the Queen. I guess I’m just curious as to what you have planned for afterwards?” He shrugged. “Let’s just get threw this fight first shall we. The king might just kill me and then you’re question is then invalid.” I said. Damn that’s the second time I’ve been asked that. You’d think I would’ve thought about it by now.

She dove like lightning from above, cutting Raven free. And Raven…gods, even weak and broken…was already reaching for her blade. A small, savage smile pulled at my lips. That was my mate. That was our Queen. I turned back to the enemy in front of me, gripping my sword tighter. No more distractions. No more mercy. Raven cleared a bloody path between herself and the Queen, eyes locked on Morgan with lethal intent. There was no hesitation in her steps…only vengeance. She was going for the kill.

I bite my lip, then give myself a firm reminder. Luna Queen Ainslee Bleiz-Brodcraz of Shadowglade. I can do anything once I am the queen. I will be heard.

She turned fast as a shadow flew toward her and a silver blade aimed at her chest. Emma gasped and jumped back. The blade missed her by a hair..She landed on the ground and rolled away. She looked up as a tall figure stood in front of her. The Fae Queen. Her face was sharp and her eyes glowed. Her hands held dark energy. Her claws were long and curved. “I was waiting,” the queen said. Her voice was smooth but cold. “I wanted to see how far you’d come.” Emma stood raising her sword again. “I didn’t come to talk again since you've given me your answer.”

As her dagger approached me, I waited for impact but received none, couple of second later I turned my head up to see Queen Adrianne standing at distance of foot away from me while her expression were as if she was struck with lightening while there was dust in her hand. “My dagger turned into dust ….” She said in weak voice and pointed towards my right hand wrist where my dragon wing tattoo was glowing like a bright shining start in dark sky. “Wh.. w.. Who are you?” she questioned however before answering her I gently slide my hand in my bag and pulled out RED scandal wood knife and straightaway stab Queen in her thighs.

"Fuck! Blade growled, (Where are you, where do you possibly think she might be) Blade asked Carson again. (We are in the black market, someone said they saw the queen passing through the market with a young female with dark long hair. They were buying some rare flowe.....) (What is the issue Carson, why do you stop talking?) Blade whispered, his forehead twisted in folds, he was beginning to have an headache , he was sweating profusely, he was loosing his patience. (I think....) (You think....bring fact not think!) Blade yelled at Carson, interrupting him on his speech. (I see the queen mother....) (With my mate?) Blade asked, If anything happened to his mate, he would loose his sanity. (No

At least, it would help me get us supplies that we would desperately need. Then there was the blessed Precoza blade that only Precozas by birth could wield. I sent a silent thank you to the King for putting it in the pack because it would be an additional safety precaution for her. This blade was absolutely lethal to vampires. There was a letter that I carefully picked up and unfolded it, noticing that it was from Queen Sadira. She must have been given a heads up from her gift of sight.

Amy. “The blade was crafted based on your temperament. It is called Moonblade because you are the queen and a werewolf, but the craftsman said something about being special.” He said, and we both looked at the knife. It is special! I can feel the surge of power coming from the knife, but hearing it myself is another matter. “As much as I am unsure of what he meant, I trust him. Your energy dictates the knife. You can use it to the fullest, or you can use it as a last resort. It is your choice.” He added, and I looked at his face immediately.

I chuckled seeing the queens cheeks heat up slightly at the thought of answering something I had said even though there truly was nothing to be embarrassed about. "I'll work on it, alpha. In the mean time though. Am I ok to commission a new weapon for myself, on top of the two silver bullet laced guns I will be carrying, I think I'd like a blade of some kind, maybe a dagger?" She wanted a silver dagger. I could hear her now, even though her lips never moved to form the words.