Fictional Queen Of Arendelle Novels & Stories

“Besides, I can promise no male is going to touch you.” I raise an eyebrow and turn to Kale. His eyes widen in surprise as I grab the back of his head and slam my lips to his. I feel Farrah and the Zachs wanting to interfere, but they can’t go against the Royal Command. I pull away from Kale, who is smiling widely. He holds me close. “My name is Princess Ariella Maria Rosa Zillard, daughter of the King,” I stand straight as I tell them. Their eyes go wide, and they seem to be mindlinking among themselves.

But when I continued to growl quietly, he sighed and added, “I need you to be safe… Will you let Jared, Aron, your mom, Nash or me for that matter go there?” “It is different, you, Jared, Aron, mom and Nash are current and future rulers of various clans,” I started. “What do you even mean?” mom demanded. “You are the Alpha Queen of Africa and South America and the current heir to Eastern Europe belt, well, until Aron is ready. Jared is next in line for Africa and South America and Nash for Indian subcontinent… while I –” “And you are what?” dad asked seriously. “I am just a princess!” I growled.

The Queen's eyes widened in delightful astonishment, her hand flying to her heart as she took in the sight of my five children. In her world where one child was considered a blessing, and two a rare gift, my family was truly extraordinary. The Queen's gaze was drawn to Ariella, and she inched closer, her face filled with a mix of wonder and tender longing. "Five...five children," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her tone filled with gentle awe. "You are truly blessed, Queen Raven." King Raphael smiled, his eyes shining with warm delight, and placed a comforting hand on his queen's shoulder, as if sensing her heartfelt emotions. Niklaus and David exchanged a proud and loving glance.

She asked him. The famous story was that the queen moved to her mother’s villa in Eyshore, one of the neighbouring villages. Reports claimed that the queen was sickly and needed the healing springs that made Eyshore so famous. The queen’s visit to the healing springs became longer and longer, the intervals between her visits becoming shorter and shorter until she simply didn’t return. There were also darker reports, speculations about the real reason the queen ran away from the king. “My Queen is not fit to bear me an heir.” Said King Ardelan. No, there was no way someone so sickly could bear a werewolf spawn.

It is with great regret that I must announce, Her Royal Highness, Queen Kari Marit Doyle, the Queen of all Queens and our mother, has taken her last breath and has joined our father in the land of the moon Goddess. The end

She looks at me, "You used to visit sometimes, don't you remember?" I shake my head, "If I did, I wouldn't be asking questions." "I was the Queen's maid and Henry's nanny." My jaw drops and that's when the memories come flooding back, the gifts, the trips to the castle and the little brunette boy, which used to chase me around the castle and play hide and look with, it's Henry. "You remember now?" I nod, "Yes." Henry walks into the living room and tells Nana that the car is waiting outside, she kisses his cheek goodbye and gives Henry a hug and leaves. The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous.

And what better way to avenge her parents death than to make sure her uncle does not get the CEO title he has schemed so hard for. Just before her mother died, she had whispered to her that her uncle, Marcus had been behind the death of her father. She had no evidence to prove it. Yet. “Alright, I will do it.” “Oh, thank you so much Miss Goven. Your grandfather…” “I’m not done yet Mr, James. I will do it only on these conditions. First, I will reveal my real identity as the heiress of the Goven family only when I am ready to do so. Second, I will not be returning to the Goven household or to City E until I am ready to. Thirdly, since my identity can not yet be revealed, I will be acting as t

The girl shifted uncomfortably and looked elsewhere "I'm your future Queen, thank you very much." She replied and Ariel rolled her eyes at the girls' arrogance "Oh really! I thought Prince Charles was the heir. Isn't he the next in line to the throne?" She asked mockingly turning towards Megan who just nodded "Don't tell me you're Prince Charles. Lord I always thought he was a man in his seventies." Ariel fake gasped and she became red with anger but she also felt overwhelmed by Ariel's powerful presence "How dare you talk to me like that you pi..."

Turning herself into an unknown person to live a life freely. Argen, the princess and child of Royals in Versailles survived the trauma from her parent’s dangerous and risky living. There are a lot of people coming to the palace asking where was the Queen after King Elandro died when she’s five. Coming up in her teenage years, she couldn’t accept the fact she’ll going to pursue ruling their land after her mother didn’t came back home right after an incident happen when she collapsed on the floor while reading a book.

"Yes. Your mother would be sad if you were not happy." Lesel pondered the servant's words. Was that true? Her mother. Queen Wilhelmina the Great, was a beloved queen. Unlike her father, Lesel's mother was a gentle and warm-hearted woman... similar to... Arren? "Ugh! Why am I thinking about her?" Lesel shook her head. She was completely unaware of the continuous shadow of Arren haunting her. "No!" she unconsciously shouted. "Princess, are you alright?" The servant combing the princess's hair looked worried. Lesel just gave a thin smile and asked her to put on the wedding dress.