Queen-Aphrodite

❝ Let me worship you, let me caress your skin with the frigid touch of the gods. Catherine, I want to love you. ❞❝ The gods do not hold a frigid touch, only the servants of sin carry such. I am not one to be worshiped, but one to laugh at those who do. ❞_ ♛ _Highest Rank: 453Catherine Barlos is the second born child, out of two, and more importantly a gambling piece for both her farther and brother. Being born second, the girl was discarded, and posted as a image for the werewolf world. She was a regal figure, her appearance laced with poised acceptance, and a transparent crown. Catherine was the spotlight for the world, her pretty face a center piece for the Barlos family. Being born second she never had a chance at taking the role of Alpha, her life tumbling downward to leave her with a future of powerless dismay. She's is a girl with a empty power, and dissolving hope. Her shoulders heavy with the world, and the death of her father. Her heart emptied of the emotions that once raveled so close to her soul, only to be filled with a darkened abyss. After slaughtering their father in a grim challenge to the death, her older brother has taken the role of Alpha and the territory. With a hand of iron, and a voice of persuasion Ethan Barlos has descended to power, his hollowed gaze heated with a promise of sin and tragedy. But it didn't seem to last, his reign over the land faltered as a new Alpha came into power. With a fight to the death, Ethan Barlos had fallen to his death, leaving behind Catherine and the murderer. Catherine doesn't know who she is, or has yet to figure out what power she holds between two worlds. She is a Queen, with a lost crown. Cover By| FatedLifeGraphics _ ♛ _Warnings • Strong language • Mature Themes • ViolenceCopyright © 2018 by Madeline E. Williams All rights reserved_ ♛ _Awards|The Chaos Awards 2nd Place…

Queen-Aphrodite

He had this look in his eyes, that made her wonder just how many men he had killed over his search for love, and bonded hope. The serrated grin that slid into place along his slender lips, confirmed her thoughts. He had lost count, and given in on the sinful deeds. "You are what he has been hiding? A woman of entranced beauty, and untouched skin? The last she-wolf to walk the lands, of man." The woman of innocence shifted beneath his golden gaze, her heart hammering against her ribs in an ravenous rush for blood. "Who are you?" The question fell from her blossomed lips with a taste of venom, her chin tilting upward to focus upon the man that pinned her against the hardened bark of the oak. "Your saving grace." ━━━ Dakota Hayden Lupus, is the last she-wolf to wonder the lands of North America, her presence amongst the land hidden beneath the shade of isolation. It has been over 300 years since the last birthed she-wolf had ventured into the depths of beast, making her single breath a rarity amongst oddities. At the age of sixteen Dakota, took on the transformation of human to beast, the agonizing feeling of bending bones, and fleeting muscle overtaking her shaken body. Much to her defeat the transformation meant far more than a simple adjustment of bones, it meant she was forsaken with the scent of captivation. Living with her father and sister in a secluded cabin in north Montana, Dakota, is forced to keep her ambition and curiosity to herself. At least until an Alpha with a taste for something far more than cooed encouragement, ventures into her life with a malicious desire. ━━━ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs • sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ • ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs • ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇCopyright © 2018 by Madeline E. Williams All rights reservedCover By| Elizabeth (Anonymous_115)…

Queen-Aphrodite

"You say you have a stoned heart, yet you defend yourself like it's made of glass.""It isn't stoned but burnt with the ashes of what once remained..."•~•Augustina Camilla Aron was born from the ashes of man, her life revolving around the sacred golden hued blood that runs through her thickened veins. At the youthful age of twelve, her family was engulfed in the ravenous subject of war, her father died at the hands of an ambitious king, and her mother slaughtered in her arms with the jealousy of the rival kingdom. Now, at the age of twenty the Princess of Theadale, the Princess of Man, and the Princess of Fire serves beneath the man who slaughtered her family. The man who stole the crown from her father's lifeless body, proclaiming himself king with a single wave of his jeweled hand. Augustina is a slave to the King, a weapon forged from the fire of man to conquer the breathing for the entertainment of the world. She is a slave of the crown, a woman robbed her birthright.A princess born from the ashes of man...Third Place Winner~ The Dark AwardsAuthors Pick Best Cover~The Dark AwardsCover by|mahana258…