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Orphaned Queen Goddess Truth
Sebastian POVI watch her, my heart pounding as I wait for a sign. Emotions flood her face—confusion, fear, pain. Then her eyes snap open, wide with realization, and tears fall freely.“I remember,” she whispers, her voice trembling. “He said he loved me. He told me to focus... to find my wolf.” She looks at me, her expression a mix of awe and sorrow. “He said... I’m the Queen Goddess?”The words hit me like a thunderclap. My mind reels, trying to comprehend. The Queen Goddess? That would make her... above all other deities. Above the Moon Goddess. How? She looks at me like she wants me to explain.“I’ll explain soon,” I promise, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. “What happened to him after he told you? Where did he go?”“His dad came in,” she says, her voice breaking again. “He was shouting at Dolton for telling me. Dolton begged him not to make me forget. He was screaming for me to remember as they dragged him away.”Her tears flow harder, and I pull her close, my mind spi
Last Updated : 2024-07-24Orphaned Queen Goddess Going Back
Celine POVWhen I fell asleep, I was with Sebastian. His presence wrapped around me like a protective shield, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I felt safe. But sleep did not bring peace. My dreams were a relentless replay of my final moments with Dolton—his face, his voice, his agony. Over and over, I saw him locked away because of me, his screams echoing in my mind.I hated it. I hated that he suffered because of me. It wasn’t right. But even as guilt consumed me, a small part of me clung to the hope that his father and brothers wouldn’t harm him. They might be cruel, but not to him… right?When I wake, the emptiness beside me is like a sudden chill. I am alone. The silence feels heavy, oppressive, as a sense of unease creeps through me like a shadow that refuses to fade.Then, the noise hits me. Loud shouts pierce the quiet, and the sound of hurried footsteps fills the air. I sit up, my heart pounding. Something is wrong. Very wrong.“Now! They need all the soldiers
Last Updated : 2024-07-24Orphaned Queen Goddess Fighting
Celine POV I set to work, using my claws to dig the bullets out. My breath comes in shallow gasps, and sweat beads on my forehead. The bullets aren’t deep, but the act of removing them feels like pulling poison from his very soul. Each one hits the ground with a metallic clink, and I feel a flicker of hope.“Mutt!”The voice freezes me. It’s cold, mocking, and all too familiar. My body goes rigid as I turn toward the source. Beta Noah. His sneer cuts through the dim light as he steps into the room, his presence suffocating.“I can smell you,” he says, his voice dripping with cruel amusement. “I knew you’d come back.”Joseph’s shout snaps me out of my paralysis. “Get out of the cell before he locks it!”I bolt for the cell door, fumbling with the keys in my haste as I race to Joseph's cell. But before I can reach Joseph’s cell, Noah’s hand catches me, slamming me against the stone wall. Pain radiates through my back, and I cry out. His grip tightens around my neck, cutting off my air.
Last Updated : 2024-07-24Orphaned Queen Goddess Sorting Things
Sebastian POVThe weight of my failure presses heavily on my chest as I replay the events in my mind. This is my fault. Part of me doesn’t want to admit it, but I can’t deny the truth. Joseph had warned me, but I refused to believe him. I didn’t want to face the idea that someone could challenge us, that they could take down our dragons. That arrogance, my unwillingness to prepare, is what led us here—almost defeated, wounded, and vulnerable.The memory of pain lances through my back, sharp and vivid. I remember the searing burn as I fell, and then... nothing. My world had gone dark. Now, as I look around, the stone walls of the cell where I woke feel colder, the air thicker with the metallic scent of blood and sweat. The dim torchlight flickers against the rough-hewn stone, casting long, shifting shadows that make the narrow corridor seem alive.Celine’s scream had jolted me awake, the sound cutting through my haze like a blade. My instincts had taken over. I could have acted in my hu
Last Updated : 2024-07-24Orphaned Queen Goddess His Need
Sebastian POV “What have you found out so far?” I ask, needing to understand the inner workings of this pack.Joseph straightens, his expression grim. “It was a sanctuary for rogues for many years,” he begins. “A place where anyone could come and stay. Everyone had equal rights—no alpha, no hierarchy.”I nod slowly, processing his words. “And then Dale arrived?”Joseph’s face darkens. “Yes. He came with his mate and declared himself the Alpha. Those who opposed him... didn’t survive. After enough challenges ended in death, the rest accepted his rule. But he’s not a true alpha. He uses magic to dominate, to enforce his control.”“When did he take over?” I ask, leaning forward. Every detail is crucial.“A few months before he brought Celine here,” Joseph replies. His voice lowers, the weight of his next words evident. “Many don’t even know who she truly is. The top soldiers used her own magic against her. They had her visit a so-called ‘doctor,’ who administered wolfsbane to weaken her
Last Updated : 2024-07-25Orphaned Queen Goddess Needing Him
CelineI place the plate down on the nightstand, my thoughts swirling as I process Sebastian’s questions and my own hesitant answers. The room feels warmer now, though the heavy stone walls and dark wooden beams retain a weight that’s hard to ignore. Outside the windows, the faint glow of sunlight filters through tattered curtains, casting soft patterns on the floor. The bed beneath me is surprisingly comfortable, the blankets thick and warm, though they do little to ease the tension in my body.The questions he asked me linger in my mind, but one stands out among the rest—the possibility that the woman I called “Mum” might not have been my mother. Sebastian seems to think she wasn’t, though he hasn’t outright said it. Why would anyone take me? Why raise me if not out of love? The uncertainty gnaws at me, but I don’t dare voice it.Before I can fully untangle my thoughts, Sebastian’s voice draws me back. His tone is quiet, almost hesitant, and his words catch me off guard.“I know what
Last Updated : 2024-07-25Orphaned Queen Goddess Craving
Celine POV I wrap my arms around his neck, my body pressing against his. Another vision flashes through my mind—this one more intimate. It’s not a memory, but something else entirely. I realize it’s what he’s imagining at this very moment. Us. Kissing. His golden eyes stay locked on mine, and I can’t help but smile.Leaning forward, I press my lips against his. He doesn’t move at first, his body perfectly still, as if waiting for confirmation. Then, slowly, his arm wraps around me, pulling me closer. His lips move against mine, soft yet deliberate, and I moan softly as his tongue grazes mine. The kiss deepens, and I lose myself in it, tangling my fingers in his hair.His hands trace along my body, their touch sending shivers through me. I whimper softly, drawn further into him, but then the visions return. They’re more intense this time—us, together, naked. The feelings and sensations from the vision seep into me, flooding me with heat and desire. My body moves instinctively, grinding
Last Updated : 2024-07-25Orphaned Queen Goddess Pleasure
Celine POV Sebastian reaches for a cloth, adding soap to it before dragging it gently across my skin. The rhythmic motion is almost hypnotic, the faint lavender scent calming my racing thoughts. Yet, the heat that pools in my body isn’t just from the water. His touch ignites something deep within me, something primal and raw that I don’t fully understand. My wolf stirs restlessly, fighting to surface. The feelings overwhelm me—alien, yet undeniable.A soft whimper escapes my lips as I push closer to his hand, seeking something I can’t fully articulate. He stills, his hand pulling away. “I should leave,” he whispers, his voice tinged with restraint.“No!” I plead, grabbing his hand and placing it back on my body. The desperation in my voice surprises even me. His other hand gently grips my neck, tilting my head back so our eyes meet. His gaze is steady, grounding.“Your wolf is in heat,” he explains softly, his thumb brushing against my skin. “It’s been locked away for so long, and now
Last Updated : 2024-07-25
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Orphaned Queen Goddess Another Vision
CelineThe air in the great hall remains thick with unease long after the last ruler departs. Doubt lingers like a specter in the eyes of those who remain. I stand firm, unwilling to show weakness, but inside, my mind churns. The witches’ words haunt me, and the weight of leadership presses down with suffocating force.Before I can dwell on it further, a scout rushes into the hall, his breath ragged, eyes wide with urgency. “My Queen,” he says, bowing slightly, “our spies have returned with intelligence.”I motion for him to continue.“The witches have retreated,” he reports, voice strained. “They’ve taken refuge in an abandoned fortress, one that once belonged to the Werewolf King before he rose to power.”My stomach tightens. A place linked to the Werewolf King. That can’t be a coincidence. “Where?”The scout hesitates, then unfolds a rough map,
Orphaned Queen Goddess Their Offer
Celine POVAn unnatural chill settling over my skin like something unseen is watching me. I recognize the feeling instantly. They’re back.I don’t turn immediately. Instead, I steady myself, helping Dolton keep his footing as his body struggles to adjust. He’s weak but standing, his breathing uneven as he leans slightly against me. My pulse thrums, a sharp rhythm in my ears as I slowly lift my gaze toward the entrance.They step from the shadows as if they were never truly gone. The witches stand before me, their presence heavy with power, their dark robes pooling around them like moving ink. The older one smirks, eyes gleaming with something far too satisfied. His companion, younger but just as dangerous, watches me carefully. They are not here to fight, at least not yet.The older witch tilts his head slightly, considering me. “You’ve done well, Queen Goddess, but you should have left the sigil alone.”His voic
Orphaned Queen Goddess Breaking It
Celine POVI move deeper into the vault, the cold tightening around me like unseen hands pressing against my skin. The air is thick, heavy with an ancient weight, a presence that hums beneath the surface of reality. Every step echoes against the stone, the sound swallowed by the vast chamber stretching before me.The torches flicker wildly along the walls, casting distorted shadows that stretch and twist unnaturally. The entire chamber pulses with a slow, rhythmic energy, like a heartbeat buried beneath the earth. This place is alive.I take a steady breath, pushing forward. Shelves line the circular space, filled with tomes that have likely not been touched for centuries. The scent of dust and age clings to the air. Glass cases hold artifacts, relics of long-forgotten magic, their energy faint but steady. Scrolls, bound in twine, are stacked haphazardly across stone tables. There is so much knowledge here, so much power, but I do not have time to explore it. I
Orphaned Queen Goddess Their Attack
Sebastian POVI let Celine focus and walk away with Jonathan. The moment the heavy iron doors groan shut behind us, a tense silence falls over the hall. It lasts only a moment before the argument erupts.“I don’t believe it,” one of the remaining Bear Kings growls, his massive form radiating restrained fury. “That wasn’t our brother. I know him, and he would never stand with witches.”Aarmon, the Vampire King, stands unfazed, arms crossed over his chest. His dark eyes gleam with irritation, but his voice remains calm, composed. “Then explain why he left with them,” he challenges. “Explain why he was the one to turn against us the moment the spell took hold. You want to chase a ghost, be my guest, but my concern is stopping the witches before they strike again.”The second Bear King slams a fist against the already fractured stone of the hall. “We have to find him. Whatever those bastards di
Orphaned Queen Goddess Trying To Break It
Celine POVKneeling beside the factured sigil, my hand hover over the smoldering bloo-forged markings. The air around it crackles with raw magic, thick and oppressive. It clings to my skin like an unseen force, trying to push my away. This sigil isn't just a spell, it's wound and carved deep into the foundation of this place pulsing with stolen power.It should have shattered when I attacked it, but instead, it lingers, a binding forged through blood. Exhaling, I force myself to think. If this was made with blood, there has to be a way that blood can unmake it. A sacrifice to balance the scales again.Without hesitation, I morph a hand into my dragon and drag a sharp edge of my nail across my palm, cutting deep enough for a thin line of crimson to well up. The moment my blood drips onto the sigil, a violent surge of energy explodes outward.Pain slashes through my palm as my hand is thrown back, the heat races up my arm like fire. I bite back a cry, my en
Orphaned Queen Goddess Her Attempts
Jonathan POVCeline moves before anyone else, stepping toward the two remaining witches like a predator stalking prey. Her magic hums in the air, thick and volatile, coiling beneath her skin. The fractured sigil still smolders on the ground, its energy resisting its destruction, and Dolton remains motionless.Everything about this moment feels wrong.The older witch doesn’t flinch as Celine approaches, his expression eerily calm, as if he already knows how this ends. The younger one, however, shifts uneasily, eyes darting to the sigil before flicking toward the exit. He’s already calculating an escape, but he won’t make it.Celine halts a few feet from them, her voice sharp and commanding. “What did you do?”The taller witch exhales slowly, eyes still locked on the sigil instead of her. “It’s not broken,” he muses. “And it won’t be. Not unless you understand what you’re dealing with.”Her magic tightens around us, pressing against my skin like static before a storm. I take a slow step
Orphaned Queen Goddess Shattering It
Celine POVI take a slow breath, steadying myself as I prepare to break the sigil. My magic coils beneath my skin, simmering, but I force myself to stay in control. This isn’t about brute force. The sigil wasn’t just made to bind, it was made to resist. If I let my emotions control me, the magic will push back harder.I kneel beside the scorched markings, pressing my palms lightly against the fractured stone. The energy still lingers. I can feel the remnants of the blood magic woven into it, pulsing faintly, clinging to its purpose even as the spell itself begins to weaken.The magic fights me immediately.A sharp pulse of resistance presses back against my own power, like an invisible hand trying to shove me away. I grit my teeth and dig deeper, pushing my magic through the cracks in the spellwork. It twists and resists, writhing like a living thing, trying to close itself off.The air around me thickens. The sigil surges violently beneath my fingertips, a final attempt to hold its f
Orphaned Queen Goddess The Unholy
Celine POVA heavy silence fills the hall, thick with the scent of burnt magic and blood. My heart pounds as I stare at the fallen bodies around me, my mates lying still, their breathing steady but unnervingly shallow. I reach for the bond that should be connecting me to them, but the moment I try, a wall slams into me, severing the link. My stomach clenches, a cold sweat breaking out across my skin.The witches remain standing near the entrance, their cloaks shifting unnaturally, their presence distorting the air around them. They are waiting. Watching. Their faces are obscured, but I can feel their satisfaction, the weight of their amusement pressing against my skin like a cruel whisper.A sudden, ragged breath shatters the silence. The sound is unnatural, deep and slow, like a man coming back to life. I turn sharply, and my stomach twists as one of the Bear Kings sits up. His movements are fluid but wrong, like something wearing his skin rather than belonging to it. His shoulders r
Orphaned Queen Goddess Their Fall
Celine POVThe grand hall is warm with the glow of chandeliers, the candlelight flickering across polished stone walls. The scent of roasted meats, aged wine, and sweet spices fills the air, a stark contrast to the tension that lingers beneath the surface. Conversations weave through the room in polite murmurs, the occasional laughter breaking the stiffness that clings to the gathering. Despite the illusion of peace, I can’t shake the feeling of unease that coils tightly in my chest.Seated between Sebastian and Jonathan, with Dolton across from me, I force myself to appear at ease. Their presence should ground me, yet the weight of my vision refuses to leave me. The image of myself kneeling in chains before Gregory, powerless and at his mercy, claws at the edges of my mind. I can’t allow myself to dwell on it, not here, not now.Further down the table, the three Bear Kings eat in silence, their broad forms looming over their plates. They rarely speak, but their gazes scan the room wi
