Reina Novels & Stories

Amaria and the maid walked down the hallway and stopped in front of a huge wooden door that led to the dining room. The maid bowed and said,“ she is waiting for you inside, I shall take my leave” and left. Amaria pushed the door open gently and saw a woman sitting at the end of a very long table. ' Diana, Luna of The Moonstone pack, and Queen of Ashmael Empire is sitting in front of me, this is such a great honor,' Amaria thought trying to hide how excited she was. The queen had a cunning smile on her face as she stared at Amaria with her shrewd Amethyst eyes,“ Lady Amaria, please have a sit”

She was wearing something that reminded me of what the ancient Egyptian Female Pharaohs wore in the pictures of our history books from school; a headdress made of gold with stone accents, and a very revealing white dress with gold trimming. “Hello mistress. My name is Stephanie. I am here to take you to the King. He has requested your presence.” Her voice was soft and very friendly. It was almost alluring. “Can we trust her?” I asked Koa. “I say we don’t trust anybody. We already know there’s witches about and putting spells on shit or even us. Tread carefully sweetie.” Koa still on guard ready for an attack. “Let’s play a game then shall we?” I smirked at my thought and I’m pretty sure I sa

Graduation day at Reaper training My name is Skye Evanore Reoch and I'm the only daughter of the reaper king and queen. I'm half reaper and dark witch and possess loads of magic. My parents, Rowen and Ayira rule this reaper section out of thousands that cover the entire earth. Anyway, back to me, being the only girl out of four children, I'm a daddy's girl. I have an older brother Liam who is off being taught some things from his dark elf grandfather and my younger twin brothers Brodie and Brayden. I decided that I wanted to become a reaper and not just a boring princess lounging at a palace waiting for my parents to wed me off to some pompous prince so I enrolled in the reapers training pro

Allysyn smiled broadly before she whipped out what she held behind her. It was a bejewelled tiara set in the semblance of a crown. She leaned closer to Reyona with the raised crown in her hands. Reyona automatically leaned forward so she could set it on her head. “You are the bravest, kindest and most loving queen in the whole world, Reyona,” Allysyn said while fixing the crown. Then she leaned down and kissed Reyona’s other cheek. “You are our queen. Our A****n.” She said with a keen look in her eyes before she stepped back.

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Remember Reina? She could have been the perfect choice, the ideal candidate for the Luna position, until Sabrina came along." Felix continued, his words dripping with a calculated mix of resentment and manipulation. "Reina possessed all the qualities that made her an impeccable vessel for the second Luna. She hailed from a lineage of royalty, harboring a deep love for Andrei, and, above all, she was a true-blooded werewolf."

Curious, I stole a glance at the caller ID displayed on the screen, causing a fleeting pang of jealousy as I read the name: Reina . "Hey, Rei. How's it going?" he casually greeted her, as if lounging by a pool, savoring a glass of expensive wine, rather than embarking on a mission to apprehend a group of deranged kidnappers alongside me. "Uh, yeah. I'm currently in the vicinity of kirkland. We're—well, I am—en route to Kirkland at the moment."

I tilted my head as her eyes found me. Familiar. Isn't she Isabella's friend? She gave me a shy look before walking away slowly. I raised an eyebrow and gave her a cold stare as she stopped in front of my seat. “Mr. Sanchez. Didn't expect to see you here.” She replied, her voice soft. “I am Reina, Isabella's friend.” “Is my wife with you?” I asked. She shook her head. “No, she's not. She... doesn't like places like this.”