Every Queen Needs A King Novels & Stories

“I was born a king. It’s different. I am the highest authority. I don’t know what it’s like to be one of them. All I know is that a tribe withers and dies without their queen.” “But…Carl said they haven’t had a queen for many years, and yours is the strongest tribe in the country.” “They had queens.” “Not proper queens…according to them.” Kane gives me a sleepy smile. “Yeah, I know. All that matters is that there is one. She’s part of the glue that holds a tribe together. A tribe can withstand a bad queen, but they can’t survive no queen for an extended period of time.” “I still don’t get it.”

Philip’s face darkened as he said, “I remember that there’s only one king behind the door in each zone. Why have so many kings of disciples appeared recently?” Leon sighed and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, you only know part of it. You’re right in saying that there’s only one king in each zone who’s responsible for maintaining the balance and stability of each zone. However, that doesn't mean that others don't have the opportunity to become kings. For a kingship holder, not only does it depend on individual strength but also the choice of the door. Anyone who’s recognized by the door can become a king, and the king of each zone is a symbol of status. Many kings simply can’t be bothered to c

The injured king looked strangely satisfied, his tired eyes fixed knowingly on Lucien. Then suddenly..... "The king is right, Lucien." A smooth feminine voice echoed through the royal chamber. Everyone turned toward the entrance instantly. Queen Vivienne walked inside gracefully, her expensive gown trailing behind her while the guards bowed their heads immediately. Leo followed her inside the royal chamber and stood in the corner near his father, for a brief moment he lifted his gaze up only to find Theo intensely staring at him. "You cannot rule an entire kingdom alone," she continued calmly. "A king needs his Queen beside him, so the two of them can rule together."

This would not do. “The position of Queen requires three things,” I snapped impatiently. Let them hear the terms and reject them, then we could move on and find a new group of women. “Firstly, the ability to bear heirs. Secondly, submission to me as King and Mate. And third, acceptance that I will not offer love. Love is a sacrifice of self. My power relies on dominance. It weakens when I yield to another. I cannot offer it and remain King.” I was growing impassioned, so I stopped for a moment and took a breath, dropping my voice for the women who were all listening avidly. I met their eyes one by one until I landed on the warm-haired beauty who’d spoken up.

Elder Levi shared a glance with Elder Wyth, who stood up to take over. "It has been almost a decade now that both of you have become the Supreme Alphas. However, we haven't had a Supreme Luna. Is there a plan for one?" Elder Wyth asked, and the atmosphere became tense. "What do you mean?" Leonardo asked coldly. Elder Wyth adjusted his tone from an accusing one to a worried one. "You should know there could never be a King without a Queen. Both parties are needed to rule a kingdom successfully. In this light, some of the elders have concluded that since you haven't found your fated mates after so many years, it's time to choose a mate," he announced.

But I do not pull away immediately. There is something in the silence that follows. Something stretching, just beyond expectation. The king clears his throat. The moment breaks. I release her hand, slower than I should. “My daughter’s sisters,” the king continues, gesturing beside her. I glance at them briefly—acknowledging, nodding where required—but my focus does not remain. It returns. To her. Always to her. We take our seats. Food is served. Voices rise. Conversations flow easily around the table.

“I’ve never been so disregarded, you know? All the attempt I made not to go through with this, to stop this, were futile. Lysandra, the elders…goddess, they were breathing down my neck.” “You can’t fault them. It’s not a ceremony you can just order them to dismiss. You’re king, and you’ve put off crowning your queen for so long. It’ll raise questions from other packs that look up to you…and your own pack too.” “So what if the king doesn’t want a queen?” I grab a fistful of my sand, watching as they sift through the spaces between my fingers. “You know that’s not possible,” I mumble. “You’re not just a pack, you’re a kingdom. A palace.”

We understand the struggles of the king and everything you have been through, but we can't just forget the custom just like that! “The king has to have a queen by his side because we believe that with a queen by the king's side, the king is not only strong but he is sufficient for this clan!” And you, my king, even being a strong king, you are incomplete!” The man concluded, and another man took the words from his mouth. “My king, we are not trying to belittle you, but this is the requirement of being a king, and you have been on this throne for more than two years, and yet you have no queen.

On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time. These were the queens of the strongest kings in the realm. If the king loses his queen the kingdom will collapse. Motherfucker indeed. ______________

he said and I shook my head "Please, don't" I pleaded and everyone sighed "This discussion is not getting anywhere" Dad said and we all agreed "What else can we do?" Elder James asked looking at the council members, they were talking and whispering things amongst themselves "We think, taking over the pack is not an option, we need a King and Queen for our world to survive and for us to live in peace" One of the council members started "You don't have an option, we can't just live peacefully if we only have a Queen or King, we need them both" The other member said