From Ashes To Queen: Now I Call The Shots Novels & Stories

"It was just a punch-" "I will flay every single man who ever dares to lay a finger on you," Asher interrupted, his raspy baritone dripping with dark, absolute conviction. His face hovered inches from hers, his hot breath fanning across her trembling lips. "No law, no council, no assassin, and no fucking army will ever keep you from being my Queen. I will burn this entire realm to ashes before I let anyone take you from me."

“They’ll remember who rules them now.” He kissed my temple. “And they’ll never dare touch you again.” Not every crown is forged from gold. Some are built from ashes. And I—Ashyrel of the Phoenix Throne—rose from every one they lit beneath me. Let this be a warning. Queens don’t beg. We reign. ---

he let go of his top “So be a good girl and show yourself, before the first people to die tonight will be what is left of your pathetic original pack.” I stood up and Chase grabbed me. “Chase, I have too,” I said. "Be ready,” I said and then kissed him. “My king,” I said as I broke away and he grinned. “My Queen,” he replied. I let go of Chase and walked down the path into the clearing. and stood facing Asher a few yards away. “I’m here. Let them go,” I said. Asher looked me up and down and smiled. If I thought it was possible, I would have thought that he was genuinely happy to see me. He grinned wickedly.

He called out the window. “Banana” She yelled back with a huge grin on her face. “I am not used to getting so spoiled” She laughed. “As long as you are with us, we will always treat you like a queen” I told her.

I remember the Queen’s final words before she cast me into the storm: You will wander until you understand love, and only then will you be whole again. I thought it was a punishment. Now I see it was prophecy. Ashlyn’s lovefor Krav, for her family, for her people is what will decide the fate of everything. And if that means I must burn within her to keep it alive, then so be it. Because I am Sheetal. The storm reborn. The shadow of a queen. And the heart that beats beneath her ribs is mine to protect. Always.

the queen mother snapped, her anger simmering just beneath the surface as she glared at Ashley with barely concealed hostility. "Yeah, I was, but your face... it's peeling," Ashley stuttered, her words hanging in the air awkwardly as she struggled to make sense of the surreal situation unfolding before her. "Please, just leave," the queen mother commanded, her tone icy and commanding as she gestured towards the exit. Ashley hesitated for a moment, torn between her curiosity and the queen mother's obvious displeasure, before finally acquiescing and making her retreat.

“You fought. That’s all that matters.” Stacy’s lips quivered. “I’m scared.” Anita took her hand. “So am I.” She looked toward the window, lightning flickering over the skyline. “But that’s how you know you’re alive.” And outside, across continents and continents of bloodstained history, the queen of ashes prepared to burn the empire to the ground

The Queen said sarcastically and laughed. “Fuck you.” Ashley yelled and she sighed. “That's it, am getting bored with this conversation, let us get down to business.” She said with a smile. “Don't hurt me.” “I thought you aren't scared.” She laughed and tears started to roll down Ashley’s eyes. “Don't worry baby girl, am not going to hurt you. All I want is your baby.” “No, no, not my baby.” Ashley cried and she smiled. “Please don't hurt my baby.” She cried and the Queen stroked her hair.

Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest. Speechless, Adeline stood up, but she only stood there, her hands shaking and chest burning as the chains shook with kneels after kneels that followed when Idaliah herself kneeled. She absentmindedly looked around and found fifty hearts offered and fifty heads lowered for her. "Alpha."

It was a sight that made her feel like a woman transformed from the ashes of her past. Seated in the luxurious car, Abigail couldn't contain her wonder. She looked around, taking in the remarkable transformation that had occurred in her life. It felt surreal, like a dream she never wanted to wake up from. The pain of her losses was still fresh, but the promise of a brighter future was undeniable.