Novel & Cerita Feel Like A Fem Queen

Then her tone sharpens. “Especially not when your little arrangement starts falling apart.” I let out a slow breath before I responded, keeping my voice calm. “You’re making a lot of assumptions.” She laughs. “I don’t need to assume anything,” she replies. “It’s obvious.” She turns slightly, raising her voice just enough to carry further. “A queen is supposed to be independent,” she says. “Fierce. Someone people actually respect.” Her gaze snaps back to me. “But you are not any of those

Queen Leonor I watch as the people look on in curiosity, my daughter looks every bit the Queen she was born to be. The pride I feel as she steps forward, head held high, strong, elegant she commands attention. This is her time, just as I had done before her. Leading our people into an equal world where females have the right to say no, and be heard is no easy task, not in a world where men have been the dominant sex for as long as time itself.

m. Almost two hours had passed. Tomorrow was going to be a big day. God knows how many people will be here. I’ll be surrounded by werewolves. Is it arrogant of me to think that I’m someone special? A werewolf King thinks I’m his mate which technically makes me Queen. But still, feeling this way, feeling important for once in my life doesn’t make me pompous. Or does it?

It's just like she's reading it for me. I just wish that I could be braver and could tell her that I want us to be something else that is much closer. Maybe I really should make a move like what those lesbians have mentioned. I should, I can, and I will.

The thrusting as the man carried her up the stairs was too intense. Overwhelming waves of pleasure surged from her pussy, one after another, making her feel as if her body was no longer her own. Like a female beast that knew nothing but mating, she was pinned to the man’s cock, being penetrated ceaselessly.

It might not count as a lot to other people, but it does to me. Sean's the first person to ever openly believe in me and I would do everything I can to not disappoint. Taking a deep breath and holding my head up high like the queen I am, we both walk in still with intertwined hands and everyone stands in respect to us. The walk is slow but steady as we move with grace and elegance, the feeling of being a Queen overwhelming me and, surprisingly, it feels good this time. It's not scary or intimidating, but rather it makes me feel powerful and needed.

“You want the truth? Fine. Every wolf in this palace is watching us. Waiting to see if our bond is real. If you’re strong enough to be queen. And fighting with Lila and Ronaldo on your first day—it makes you look weak.” The words hit like a slap. “Weak?” My voice shakes. “I made them submit. Both of them. How is that weak?” “Because you let them get to you. Because you reacted instead of thinking.” He steps closer. “A true queen doesn’t need to prove her power. She just has it.” “I’m not a queen. I’m barely a Lycan. I don’t know how to do this!” “Then learn!” “I’m trying! But you won’t help me. You won’t even—” My voice breaks. “I want to go home.”

My Valkyrie wasn't the only group of people who could work together and that made everything even more worth while. "Well, Thomas and Sawyer. Next time please check my preparation list for the proper details as to how I will be received. I don't see the Ferrari that is mandatory." I half sneered and strode to the open SUV door. Behind me, I could hear the girls snicker. What was the use of being queen when i couldn't demand such things? I was home and frankly, I wanted all the luxury that came along with it. Plus, they were clearly new and harassing new members was especially fun for me. Sophie was the first to speak. "I guess the Queen is back, girls."

His size is usually comforting, but today it feels like a threat. "You are ours," he says. "We marked you. We bled for you. You don't get to sleep in a different zip code." "I am not a possession!" I scream. The sound tears out of my throat. It surprises them. They are used to the cool, calculated Queen. They aren't used to the girl who is fighting for air. "I am a person!" I yell. "I need space! I need a place where I don't have to be a queen or a doll or a savior! I need a place where I can just be!"