Fiona Queen Novels & Stories

“It is alright, Isla. Thank you. Where is my wife?” “She is getting changed.” “Alright, thank you.” After the usual open ceremony that involved every member of the Nestorian kingdom, Fiona was crowned as the Luna Queen. We returned to the palace to celebrate with a ball, ushering in anyone who desired to attend. Fiona made the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in her wedding dress. I wish we didn’t have to be so engaged in honoring our guests and just have her to myself. “Wow, he is, the man of the hour.” Timon teased sitting next to me.

My eyes fell on her weapon, and I saw it coated with the same substance Chriselda had used on me in the past. Fiona wants to repeat that same story by ending Evolet’s life herself. “That throne doesn’t belong to you,” She choked out, still hitting Cadell to let her go. “I am the one to rule next after Chriselda. I don’t… I don’t care if you are Luna Violet or Eve! I… I am the… next Queen!” Fiona yelled, glaring into my eyes with deep envy. Her eyes were no different from Chriselda. Violet took Chriselda as a sister, and Evolet almost made that mistake again by accepting Fiona as her family.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

“Oh, of course,” the Queen said with a small frown; she couldn’t mask her slight disappointment. “I didn’t mean to put so much pressure on you. Meet me down in the foyer and I’ll grab Lucas.” Mia nodded as the queen left. Mia spent the next several minutes getting ready to meet her fiancé for the first time. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. One of her warriors stood on the other side as Emily opened the door.

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

And at the core of his plan, like the eye of a storm, was Fiona — the so-called queen of the wood. Fiona. He hated her name, hated what it signified. She was everything his family hated — strength, unity, leadership. She had done what no one else had: she’d brought the rogue packs together, the wood was hers now, and she had killed the beasts who had once ruled in it. To all the werewolves, she was a beacon of hope, a sign of a new age. But to Orin? She was a blight. A menace to everything his family’s name once embodied. She was an affront to his being, and he wished for nothing more than to see her unleashed.

They all nodded in agreement. The Witches "Your grace." "Emily, please." "I wouldn't feel right addressing you by your name, your majesty." She nodded in understanding. There were 5 representatives from each supernatural order in attendance today to bear witness to this rare occurrence. "My name is Nadia, and you have the allegiance of our coven." I tried to smile as best I could but the power rolling off the queen was making me feel uneasy. We stood up ready to leave, but I needed to speak with her.

"No, we don't have that ability. Only the original can do that. She's the beginning of our kind anyway. They call her the Phantom Queen and she is eternal, at least that's what they say. She can manifest her essence in her chosen descendant throughout the centuries hence why they call her the Phantom——something that cannot be seen but she still remains in this world." "So she still exists up to this day? Where is she now?" I sighed, scooting closer and cuddled her on my side. "Nowhere. She'd been long gone since the War of the Triad began eight hundred years ago. Let's say we are indeed a 'cult'. And we were united before under the Phantom Queen Silva who was chosen by the Essence of the Ori

“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.”

"My queen, I thought you promised to be nice. You will give my cousin a heart attack." "I promised no such thing." "You know each other, Fiona?" I ask, staring at her. She grinned. "Dante and I go way back…" Fiona turns back and tugs Liora to her side. "Dante, Queen Cara, King Philip, this is Lady Liora of Caldara. She's been my saving grace since I've been here." "We've met before," Philip says, trying to shrink in place. Ronan comes up behind me as Dante separates from Fiona, turns, and offers his hand to Liora.