The Blood Queen

The Blood Queen by Kenya Wright © 2023 All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means such as electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without the prior written permission of the authors of this book. This is a work of fiction. Any characters, names, places, brands, media and incidents are used solely in a fictitious nature based on the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to or mention of persons, places, organizations or other incidents is coincidental. Printed in the United States of America First Printing, 2023 Table of Contents Copyright Page the blood queen Prologue | Eternal Love | Camille Chapter 1 | The Royal Court | Camille Chapter 2 | So Many Answers | Camille Chapter 3 | Legend Says | Camille Chapter 4 | Heart | Camille Chapter 5 | Love | Camille Chapter 6 | Never a Dull Moment | Camille Chapter 7 | Death | Camille Chapter 8 | Then, So Be It | Xander Chapter 9 | Change | Camille Chapter 10 | Oblivious | Ian Chapter 11 | Near Death | Xander Chapter 12 | Many Changes | Camille Chapter 13 | Death Lingering | Ian Chapter 13 | Battle Form | Xander Chapter 14 | The Beginning of the Journey | Camille Chapter 15 | Control | Camille Chapter 16 | Two Kings | Ian Chapter 17 | An Introduction | Camille Chapter 18 | Naughty Queen | Xander Chapter 19 | Surprising Connections | Xander Chapter 20 | Friend or Foe | Ian Chapter 21 | Worthy | Ian Chapter 22 | Queen Power | Camille Chapter 23 | Desire and Caution | Camille Chapter 24 | Let it Burn | Ian Chapter 25 | Triple the Desire | Xander Chapter 26 | A Dream of Gods | Camille Chapter 27 | The Power of Blood | Camille Chapter 28 | The Heart Mage | Camille Chapter 29 | The Power of a Queen’s Blood | Ian Chapter 30 | Soul Bond | Xander Chapter 31 | Great Restraint | Ian Epilogue | The Time is Now | Ian To my KW Patrons, You all have been with me on this steamy and seductive journey of blood, passion, and fantasy. Through your generosity, I have been able to explore new worlds, push the boundaries of my imagination, and create stories that capture the essence of what it means to be truly alive. Thank you for making this Patreon experience so much fun, I am excited to see where our connection will take us next, as we continue to explore the dark and alluring world of vampire romance together. _______________________ To my beloved Diamond Divas, I offer my heartfelt gratitude and admiration. You are the pillars of this community, the driving force behind my passion, and the reason I continue to do what I love every day. Thank you for being a part of my journey, for supporting my dreams, and for inspiring me to be the best writer I can be. L. Nichols N. Chatman T. Cleaver S. Cohen C. Carbon A. Burgett A. Hush T. Paten Prologue Eternal Love Camille Once we returned, there were no more questions, no more time to talk nor ponder the Quiet King or anything else. My body ached and yearned for Xander’s skilled fangs, tongue, fingers, and cock. It was this intense craving throbbing through me and not giving my body a bit of rest. Unquenchable in every way, pulsing and pounding. I was beyond addiction, and long past caring about the consequences or repercussions that would come. I had made up my mind. I now knew that not only could I not be too far from Xander, but I barely could survive without him in my life. I would need him too much. Crave and yearn and drown into all-consuming obsession. How could I think I could ever leave him? Why did I believe I had some choice? The moment he pierced me with his fangs was the moment I became his to own, to dominate, to feed from, to fuck, to love in any way he desired. The sewer was warm during the day, but in Xander’s room, we were surrounded by the cool smoothness of his rainbow colored sheets. “Finally, my queen.” Xander moved over me like the sun moves across the sky, warm and embracing. “Finally.” I let out an eager gasp and moved my hands across his massive muscular arms, feeling each and every ripple of raw strength beneath my fingertips. Is he really all mine? Yes, queen. I smirked at his being inside of my head. I wish I could be in your head. You don’t. Why not? Because the many images of what I want to do to your body may scare you. I tensed. Tell me. Not this day. And. . . And? You’re not mad about Ian? That is a discussion for later today. I could sense the power in his tone as his voice slipped through my head. I should have pressed on, but my need for him was too intense—too strong. My hands were relentless as I explored him higher, slipping up his chiseled chest, brushing past his gorgeous face, and feeling the seductive smoothness of his obsidian horns against my palms. Xander groaned in pleasure, his deep voice echoing in the air around us. His thick, heavy cock pulsed against my thigh, and his desire for me was palpable, hard and enormous. With each stroke of my hands along his horns, I felt a powerful arousal stirring within me—a forbidden desire that begged to be unleashed. His lids drooped over his eyes, half way shielding them from me. “You badly want something, my queen.” “Do I?” “I can smell the need all over you.” My breathing picked up. “Rub them against me.” His fangs appeared. Lust