Artinya Treat Like A Queen Novels & Stories

I say lovingly as I kiss the back of her hand. “Ma Reine?” She echoes cocking her head to the side with a curious smile on her gorgeous face. “It means ‘my queen,’ because the way you handled that and the way you hold yourself, in general, is not like an Alpha; It’s like a fucking queen.”

"I wish I was trying to pull your legs. But I am obviously not trying to do so. I believe you can see that I'm serious here ." "Are you.. actually being serious right now?" She asked in a doubtful tone. "This place is worth a lot to do something like that." Avalon grinned dearly at her. "But not worth more than you. You are a queen. And you should be treated as one. Queens don't shop as royalties. You, Jennifer,are my queen." On hearing that, the butterflies came alive in her belly.

“Let me spend today together enjoying the opportunity to get to know one another. And for you to get to know this world. There is so much here for you to see. Let me treat you like a queen” “So if I am being treated like a queen, does that mean I can command you to give me what I want?” I query, wanting to know the parameters. “Within reason,” he shrugs. “It is my honor to make you happy,” he gives a little half bow. Good. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. “So my Queen, what shall it be? Will we wander around the crystal caves? A wild ride through the Mirrwood Forest, followed by an evening of entertainment and pampering or..”

"Then show her around; show her your best designs. Treat her like a queen, whatever she wants. She gets. Is that understood?" "Yes, Your Majesty."

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

She said up straight, tapping his arm, urging him to spill the whole drama. "Before he could complete his sentence, I assured him that he did not have to worry about anything. And that I am going to treat you like my queen, because that is what you deserve." He kissed the back of her hand, looking at her with eyes full of honey. Jessica felt like a candle, melting away due to the warmth of his words.

"You've been standing here for too long; don't you want to rest? I could escort you to your room" Aric said. “Don’t treat me like that” “Like what?” Aric asked, his smile widening. “Like a… Queen. I don’t like it and no, I am not tired. But I have something more interesting in mind to do and I think now is the best time.” “Sounds like fun; I’m up for it.” “You don’t even know what I want to do.”

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

It wasn't a mean smile—it was almost amused. She took a step back, giving me my space. "Fine. Have it your way for now. But you should know something about Ironmaw, Princess. Royal is Royal here. We don't do things halfway." She folded her arms over her chest, her eyes sparkling with a sudden, blunt edge. "If the Alpha says you’re to be treated as a Queen, then that’s what happens. And in this house, that includes the staff cleaning the very shit from your ass if that's what's required. We don't mind the mess."