Fiona Queen Novels & Stories

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

The most worthy soldier, the best gift ye best and the one always topping the list… the founder of the sisterhood! "Maya !" They all chorus at once. I look towards the door but no one walk In, carefully and hastily I through the crowd searching for the lady but I see no one who looks like she does. I turn to wait for someone to walk right through the back door but no one does. Just when I feel they had gone too far with their choke Lea steps ,her hands on her waists "Y'all missed me already?" She say, a Her voice sounds different, her expression, her gestures and everything that comes along with it.

Her ancestry should work just like Fiona's. But, according to Lady Aroosa, Fiona was of royal birth. Her mother was Lady Aroosa's late sister, who happened to be a Lycan princess. According to her, Zoe, whose maternal line was foggy at best, could never work in Fiona's place. Their people would only follow Fiona. I stopped and looked helplessly at Jacob and asked in mind-link, "Tell me you've got something. Anything!"

I suppose it was nice to see that this woman’s blatant question took us both aback. Fiona. So, that was her name. It suddenly clicked in the back of my mind why this woman seemed so familiar. Fiona was the Alpha daughter of Luna Caroline's pack. And I suppose, theoretically, she was Caroline’s niece. From what I heard about her through the ongoing lines of gossip that circulated through the staff, Fiona often liked to pick fights with other Alpha daughters. Many had commented in the past that she wasn't very attractive. Perhaps it was her aggressive personality that made her so.

“What's going on with me?” The smile never leaves Fiona's face, “that's what we are going to figure out together, Queen,” she softly takes my arm in hers and I want to pull back due to the sharp pain in my skull, but I force myself to stay put. Fiona ties a rope around my forearm as she cleans the spot in the middle of my wrist. “So tell me, Queen, what's your favorite thing to do?”

“Let's just go home.” “But this has made matters worse, Vanya is now so angry at us.” “What if he is angry at us‽ Why are you feeding his ego and making him feel too important?” “Because he is dangerous and cruel don't you see?” The car fell silent. I leaned back, lips curling into a slow, dangerous grin. My laugh was low and sharp, cutting through the stale air like a blade. “I am Hayley Lorenzo Bonham Carter.” I proclaimed. “The Queen of the PrideWolf country. The Luna mother, the unbroken, and the moon goddesses delight. Vanya should be afraid of me, everyone should, including you."

They were banned from entering my office building and all combat command locations. Alexander was warned to stop making false claims about our mate bond or face consequence from the Goddess's representatives. The council's message was clear—harassing a pack Gamma meant serious consequences. Sophia posted more dramatic events on social media: "A daughter using her position to bully loyal parents... Money isn't everything... True family forgives each other..." Alexander joined in: "A mate who abandons their partner during a family crisis needs to remember the sacred bond they share..." The comments were vicious:

She wanted to be invisible. Fuck that. Today the queen was walking in like she owned the sunrise. I held my chin high, shoulders back, letting the gown catch the morning light pouring through the tall windows. Heads turned faster. Whispers started like wildfire. “Is that… the queen?” “She’s wearing red.” “Goddess, look at her.” I didn’t smile yet. I let them stare. Let them choke on their surprise. Then I heard her. “What the fuck is she doing here?” Liora’s voice cracked like a whip from the head of the table.

They had been stuck in this house all day and the Queen just wanted to walk and talk with Valentina. Valentina was dressed in a silk black mini dress with a jean jacket, and a pair of black converses. She had on very minimal make up with a hint of blue because she was missing Alexander dreadfully, and her hair was pulled up. The Queen was dressed very casually but she was still poised even though she wasn't wearing a dress. She was wearing a black turtle neck tank top with long pants and the most beautiful designer heels. Her pretty brown hair was nicely curled and she looked really stunning.

“No. I think I’m just getting there.” Her smile widens as she sits down next to me. “I’m sorry I haven’t met you sooner, but I’ve been away for a few weeks on business.” She reaches out her hand. “I’m Fiona. Lance’s mother.” My mouth nearly falls to the ground as I scurry out of my chair and bow to her. “I’m sorry, your majesty. I didn’t recognize you.” She darts out of her chair and gently pats my arms while pushing me back into my chair. “Don’t be sorry, but I don’t know if I should have a reaction for you not recognizing me. I am the Lycan Queen.”