A Queen Is Born Novels & Stories

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.

Now it makes sense where he gets it from. After the death of his mother, when he was only fifteen, his father remarried twice after that before dying of liver failure at the age of 78, leaving him and his stepmother, stepbrother, and sister. Soon after that, he was crowned king and married Julie Worthington, the Duchess of Marlboro, after years of trying, they had their first son Henry William and then three years later they had Christopher James. In 2015, a new law was passed that once a royal king has reached the age of fifty, the throne has to be passed down to the oldest son. Four years later Henry was crowned and had to marry before his coronation which is set to happen in 4 months' tim

By the time she'd gotten there, they had formed a queue to be interrogated by the Alpha himself. Alpha Logan himself was livid that no one had been around the Luna since she asked everyone to leave her since mid afternoon. Not even her handmaiden had been around her. "Now I'd ask generally and very nicely. How many of you have seen Luna Katherina today?" A few hands went up including that if the chef. They'd seen her, but that had been hours ago. "Great, those of us who haven't seen Katherine come forward. I have questions for you and we'd discuss the day for your beheading and you do not realize she is your queen and wether or not it's your duty you must look after her and have her back at

“Yes, Your majesty. I’ll still look into it.” When he was about to get out, a make servant came rushing in. “Your Majesty!” The servant said as he rushed to the king. The king sat upright getting himself of the attention he seeks. The servant bowed first as he tried to catch his breath. “What is it?” King Gaber asked impatiently. “You Majesty. It’s the Queen.” He said as he beamed. “She gave birth to a daughter, Your Majesty. She is safe and sound.” King Gaber stood up as he gazed at the servant with excitement in his eyes.

I never imagined that someone as obsessive about cleanliness as him would ever live in such a place. "Lucia, do you know what today is?" His voice pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up, meeting his expectant gaze, and replied flatly, "Your birthday." As soon as the words left my mouth, Benedict's eyes lit up. "Lucia, you remember!" he exclaimed. "Will you bake me a birthday cake? Just like how you did every year on my birthday?" His face softened with nostalgia. I curled my lips into a cold smile, staring at him with disdain.

Nor did she know how obsessed Jacob was with having an heir. When I didn't show signs of pregnancy after six months, he began taking out his frustration on me, tormenting me day and night. Only after I used a secret technique to conceive and gave birth to Tristan, securing the wolf clan's claim to power, did Jacob finally relent. I offered Bella a calm smile. "You needn't worry about me, dear sister. Since I've chosen my husband, I'll live with my decision without regret." "What's there to be proud of? You're marrying a penniless nobody!" Infuriated by my composure, Bella slammed the table, scattering the pastries across the floor. "I'll be the first one to get pregnant. My child will defini

She sounded as if speaking on behalf of a stranger, and not the woman who gave birth to her. Because of how much he cares for his young Queen, the King decides to entertain her suggestion, but he is not one to just pardon a crime, especially one committed against one whom he holds in high regard. It doesn’t matter that it is her mother in question; what she has done can’t go unpunished. “Her action can’t go unpunished, so what do you suggest?” He stares at his young Queen, curious as to how she would deal with her mother. He knows the young woman is very smart and is looking forward to how she handles this.

“Sleep together, huh? Of course I'll do it. I am Maia Queen. I will never give up until I die! I will conquer you, Juan O'Neil, until you forget the pain your wife has caused you!” If the Maia Queen is determined, then it will definitely happen.

"Know what?" The Queen stepped closer and for the first time I noticed the sadness in her eyes, ancient sadness, the kind earned over centuries. "The truth." I swallowed. "What truth?" Her gaze softened. "The truth about your birth." My pulse stumbled. My birth? What did that have to do with any of this? The Queen reached out, her fingers brushing my forehead, and moonlight exploded around us. Memories flooded my mind, a newborn baby, a silver haired woman crying, a ritual circle glowing beneath a blood moon, a soul being divided, split, broken apart.

"I have to go now. Take care!" She walked away, her entourage following her. They bowed slightly as they passed me. Nate had announced me as his Luna to his people but I wasn't married to him so I technically wasn't royalty. They didn't need to bow. "The festival seems like such a big deal for the Queen to be actively involved in preparations," I said my observation. "It's like a hobby for her. Her husband, the former Alpha King, had been born on the same day. It used to be a birthday/festival." George explained.