Harry Potter Fanfiction Queen Elizabeth Ii Novels & Stories

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

He'd never considered what it might be like to have your mate selection scrutinised by an entire kingdom, to know that your personal choice would affect thousands of wolves across twenty territories. "That's... intense," he admitted, running a hand through his hair. "No wonder she's so guarded." Elliot turned from the window, moonlight silvering his thoughtful features. "She can never just be Elizabeth," he observed. "She must always be the Crown Princess, the future Queen, the last Pearson." In her chambers across the palace, Elizabeth changed into her nightclothes, her movements mechanical and precise. The evening's dinner replayed in her mind as she analysed each interaction, each respons

I look shocked at him and turn to look at Susan, her cheeks flushed and she smiles at me sweetly. “What, but we only just meet yesterday” I voice out unable to understand how She could be so attached to me In just a day. But what they all don’t know is that ‘Elizabeth is now their queen and even though they don’t know about it they will feel the bond connecting with her, making them have a protective stan towards her, to keep their queen happy, to be with her and earn her approval and acknowledgment’ and it makes all of them thinking but once they know about her true identity everything will fit into the puzzle.

It was so annoyingly dazzling that I was afraid that even if I had sunglasses on, I would still have to squint to see. "No! We... We can't really inconvenience Her royal Majesty like that." I tried to try out my luck one last time even though I knew it would be as ineffective as whispering in the ears of a corpse. "Come now, what are you saying dear queen Elizabeth. How could you inconvenience me when you two would just have lunch in my abode for an afternoon? If it were upto me, I would even go as far as to receive you for lunch every day." Her blinding smile never left her lips but for some strange reason, it seemed more and more sinister to me now. If a normal person were to hear her, the

She had been asking about Ezra, and I still didn't know what to tell her. "I will be back in a minute," I said to Lili before I walked out of her room. She didn't even answer. When I walked to the living room, Ophelia was clutching her stomach as she pointed to me the television. "That is the girl you made. The girl who was going to be your pawn. Does she look like a pawn to you?" Vera looked majestic. She looked like the Prince's mate. She looked like the Queen she would become. But unfortunately for her, she wouldn't be the queen. No, that couldn't happen. That wouldn't happen.

Elisabeth POV 10 Years Later “Mom! Are we ready to go yet? I can’t wait to see Elliot… and his brother and sisters!” I’m waiting in the foyer of the castle, and mom is taking her sweet time getting Raven ready to go. Raven is my mom’s granddaughter, but she and I are like sisters, and she is only five. My mom, Queen Winnie, is actually my stepmom. She has never tried to keep it a secret either. I’m only ten, but she raised me to be independent. That would also be why I’m ready and Raven is not. She likes to play the helpless child role a little too much. I keep telling her that it’s going to bite her one day, but she loves the attention a little too much to stop. Finally, Raven runs downstai

Queen Alexandra smiled and said, “You want to know? Well, she lacks manners of approach and I helped her out.” “I can see you are so stupid. The next time you slap my mum I will teach you some lessons…,” Hazel said. “And what can a weak vessel like you do to my mum?” Calliope, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation, walked into queen Alexandra’s bed chamber. “Welcome, princess,” queen Alexandra said with smile.

Elizabeth Now that I am lying on the bed and staring silently at the ceiling while the darkness inside my room is prevailing, too many thoughts in my mind are entertaining me due to the knowledge and truths I have learned. Too many things happened, and I have no choice but to grasp them all. I am going to be a witch queen someday. Queen Jonah did not mention that she will take the powers she gave to me when I was still an infant. She just… simply trained me to be the next witch queen. Whenever I open up that we will change the world together, she would only say that I can do it alone. The longer I talk to her, the more I can recognize that she is fond of utilizing meaningful statements that

"What have you done to my two daughters? Where are they, ugly creatures?" King Abaddon approached Queen Elizabeth and slapped her face. "Do not try to yell at me, Queen Elizabeth. The fact that I am the new king of this nation means you are nothing more than a normal magician. But for your information, they are under the influence of dark magic and as long as I am alive, they will do anything to protect me!"