Beautiful Queen Novels & Stories

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

“Our empire is waiting for you. You need to rule our people and prove your worth as our daughter. I already had enough of you tainting our names. I don't want you to live in this kind of place anymore.” I had goosebumps hearing how controlling she sounded on end at her cold and dangerous speech. The coldness is still there, it actually never left. The name Queen Lady Santiago stands for coldness. And me being her daughter doesn’t excuse me for being treated as if I am her possession and not a child she reared for twenty years. Not even when I lost my child made her change one bit. She made no room for me to grieve because she immediately sent me to her office to train me.

"Yeah. And your name is Emma." "Right. So what are you doing here?" "I actually wanted to talk to you..alone." "Talk to me? Alone? But why?" "I just want to get to know you..without an audience." "Really? What makes you interested in me?" "I guess it's because you're a new face. One that I actually take a liking to." I turn my head away to hide my blush. "Well..that changes everything. But I was just on my way home." "I can go for a walk."

He looked like the type of guy girls like her would do anything for, the kind of guys her mum would have asked her to stay away from. She blinked, then took a step back, her lips parting, but no word leaving it. "I am sorry, did I catch you at a a bad time?" he said again, his beautiful voice convincing her about how embarrassing she must look to him right now. She took another step away, and in her lack of coordination, missed her step. She gave a small yelp as she dangerously fell back, her head aiming for a large stone that sat on the floor beneath. She closed her eyes and awaited the impact, but it never came. She felt a soft palm holding her head, and her back balanced on something.

This was the same woman who gifted her those bruises that would never heal, here she was calling her a beautiful maiden. Zebian chuckled. “I permit you to serve my beautiful…” He turned to her and lovingly grazed her features with his vehement stare. It was so easy to lose in her beauty. “…woman,” He added. Queen was the word that was resting on his tongue, but it’d be too early to declare it. She needed to redeem her misdoings with the punishments he had prepared for her. “With all my pleasure, my lord,” Basina mumbled.

I carefully lifted my eyes a fraction, the only thing I saw was heeled shoes the color of gold coming towards the stairs. "You may rise." A delicate, yet authoritative voice commanded, and everyone complied. The sound of shuffling feet against the floor filled the silence, my body tensing as I finally had a good look at the Queen. Her hair was jet black, razor cut to frame her pale face. Large, amber-coloured eyes framed a sharp nose and lips, and her skin was alabaster white. Her face was beautiful in its pure perfection but her cold demeanor spoke volumes about the power that she held.

Madison told them. “You’re his queen. How can you be his enemy? He gave you a harem of your preferred supernatural to make you happy. How can we trust you?” Bryant asked scowling. “I may be a queen, but I’m not his. He kidnapped me, had the trackers tag me, too. My best friend is all alone without me to protect her. The man I love thinks I, somehow, stopped loving him. And I’m forced to have sex with that creature.” She shivered with disgust. “Shut up, pup. I need to finish what I’m saying before they get back from the store.”

"I'm as clueless as you are, mate." Just as he replied, a woman entered the building and was immediately greeted with hugs. Bella observed the woman, noticing her features that seemed familiar to her: Platinum blonde hair that reached her shoulders, her skin was pale, freckled dusting her cheeks. The way the people greeted her told Bella that she was respected in the Panthers. "Where's Lucas?" Bella heard her ask, her british accent evident. "Missed me?" Lucas asked, popping out of nowhere with a wide grin on his face. The two immediately ran to hug each other, both of them laughing happily.

My queen, yes. Okay, first and foremost, could you explain me why you've come here? No, my queen, you must first allow me to see you before I can speak with you. Why, Handsome Bugatti, are you steadily arousing my desire in satisfying your sensuous pleasures? My queen, no. I'm guessing you're a lovely middle-aged woman based on your voice. Please only let me see your face. The rest of your body can be covered. If you're naked, my Queen. My curiosity is not piqued by your nakedness.

Every movement dripped elegance and death. The Queen. Her smile was almost tender as she looked down at them. “Such devotion,” she murmured. “The girl who loves the beast. How poetic.” Aria rose to her feet, the gold in her eyes flaring. “You’re the one who turned him into this. You think I’ll let you win?” The Queen tilted her head, amused. “Win? My dear, I already have. You’re standing in my kingdom, breathing my shadows. Every second you stay here, your light fades. Even now, you feel it slipping, don’t you?”