Divorced, But Queen Novels & Stories

“But know this, if you divorce him, you forfeit your position. You will no longer be Princess of Eldenwald. You will never be Queen. You will return to being simply ‘My Lady,’ with no power, no authority. Your parents fought for this alliance. Are you willing to throw it all away over two IVF children? You know he did not touch that woman. You have heard it yourself. Will you truly discard your position over secrecy?” I met his eyes without wavering. “It is not about IVF. It is about secrecy. About coldness. About being abandoned when I needed him most. I cannot live with a man who lets ambition dictate his every move. I will not sacrifice myself on the altar of power. I will not remain his

then they will stop fighting queen:- do you have any idea. I think it impossible king:- I only think one way. and that one way is political marriage between you and me queen:- OK if it's for devil and God then I can do it king:- I am not forcing you. you can take divorce. from me whenever you want. because I don't like to use girl as tool like everyone do queen:- I think we don't need to take divorce king:- what is the meaning of this queen:- understand yourself

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.

I kept my head up high, not answering him calling me. “Why?” he asked, looking at me, and the divorce papers, back at me and vice versa. That questions would’ve mattered to the old Genevieve. Months ago, it would’ve. But now, it simply felt empty. It felt late. Painfully late. I looked at the man I had once loved more than myself, enough for me to give up a kingdom for, a reign, a throne. The man who had promised me forever. The man who couldn’t spare ten minutes to read a document from me before signing it. And the man who suddenly changed into someone I barely could recognize anymore.

she responded. His brows drew together as he said worriedly, "I heard you and Quentin are divorced now." He then shook his head in disbelief. "I just don't understand why he didn't treasure a wonderful woman like you! Perhaps he's just in a hurry to let Xyla have a wedding. After all, she's terminally ill. He'll probably regret it for the rest of his life if he doesn't marry her." Noelle didn't want to talk about them. Since she and Quentin were already divorced, whatever happened to them was none of her business. She smiled and changed the subject. "Does your chest still hurt, Mr. Kingston?"

Something about the way he asked felt too deliberate. “It’s probably just a coincidence,” I said quickly. “The queen has kids with the king. My ex-wife and I divorced only six months ago.” “Six months ago?” Eddie repeated, stroking his beard as if deep in thought. “People do look alike sometimes. But, you know, if I had her name, I could trace if they’re sisters or something.” “I don’t know where she is now,” I said, sidestepping his question. “I sent her away.”

“Their PR department is overwhelmed, and other departments have been pulled in to help. Even their CEO had to rush out to deal with clients. Something about orders being canceled.” Hearing this, Damon couldn’t suppress the proud smile creeping onto his face. His ex-wife really was full of surprises. If she’d been like this back when they were married, their divorce would’ve never happened. “President, do you think Miss Queen is possessed or something? How could she change so drastically after divorcing you? Or maybe you just hurt her too deeply?” Damon’s face darkened at Kin’s teasing remark, which reminded him of the things he’d done to Hazel in the past.

I gasped as I looked up at him, realization hitting me like a jolt of electricity. My head spun as I struggled to process what was happening. “Let's get divorced, Scarlett.” Ethan replied harshly, and my heart slammed against my ribs. “What?!” I asked as a thick knot of emotion swelled in my chest. I had just birthed his children and the next thing he wants is for us to get divorced? Is he out of his mind? “I'm dead serious about this, Scarlett. I don't want us to be together anymore. Sign this and let's put the past behind us.”

She just felt something warm and wet falling at the back of her hand, and heard the sound of sniffing. “Face me, my queen!” Jingfei frowned at the sudden skip of her heart. No! This can’t be happening. She don’t love him anymore. She had already moved on. Or was it all just a lie.. a to herself? A lie that she had already moved on and had forgotten him? That he was merely a fragment of her past that should be erased from her heart but not from her mind.

I had thought about not telling her, but I knew she would be devastated if she found out I had kept this from her, and Ryker agreed. "I think that would be for the best. The Queen has been under a lot of stress and has already given up so much for her people. From going into hiding and being unable to share her pregnancy with her people and feeling their joy for her, she has given up standing by your side and leading the Kingdom, which is her right as the Queen and your mate." Orian says, and everyone nods in agreement right before the elevator dings, alerting us that they have arrived and the door opens.