His Lost Queen Novels & Stories

At the center of the chamber stood a massive stone table, covered in scrolls and tomes, some so old they looked as if they’d crumble at a single touch. “This is it,” Killian said, his voice low with reverence. “The Lost Histories.” Lyra stepped forward, running her fingers along the edge of the table. Dust lifted into the air, disturbed by her presence. These texts - this knowledge - had been hidden for a reason. “Start searching,” she said, turning to Kane. “We need to know everything about the First Queen - and what she left unfinished.” Kane gave a sharp nod before moving toward the shelves, scanning their inscriptions. Killian remained still for a moment, his gaze lingering on the murals

“You know, I once saw a younger version of myself in you—fiery, power-hungry, full of spirit. I favoured you for my son. But now, I’m beginning to doubt your capability. Neither sharp wit nor good strategy seems to be your strength. I never liked Darina—she’s an outsider and Claus’s daughter, and he’s not my favourite person—but more and more, she proves to be smart, strong, and balanced.” “But you helped me before...” “I never helped you plot against my daughter-in-law. You have a wild imagination.” Jackie was fuming, but she knew better than to insult the Queen. “My Queen, I’ll prove to you that I’m worthy.” “I’d be happy to see it,” the Queen said with a sly smile, then waved the maids ba

Kael’s grip tightened around my hand instinctively. The Queen looked toward him gently. “So I destroyed the second throne before the Trial could finish.” Another memory erupted violently outward. The first ruler reaching desperately for her while the second throne shattered apart beneath silver moonlight. “Please,” he begged brokenly. “Do not do this.” The Queen cried openly while existence collapsed around them. “I would rather lose eternity than lose you.” Then she destroyed the throne. And immediately, the Devourer awakened beneath reality. The memory shattered apart violently. Back in the fractured realm, horror spread across the celestial court.

“Because if you do, I will make sure every soul in this palace knows the truth.” The Queen’s eyes narrowed, glinting like steel. “And what truth would that be?” “That you,” I hissed, leaning closer, “were the one who killed her. You gave the order. You wanted her gone. Isabelle Rosewyn—who gave everything to this Crown, who bled for it, who devoted her life to the people of this realm—you destroyed her. Because her brilliance threatened you. Because her fire burned brighter than yours.” For the first time, the Queen’s composure cracked. Her eyes widened—just a flicker, a sharp intake of breath. Then, as quickly as it came, it vanished. Her lips curved again, but the smile was tighter now.

she was crazy enough to assume something, he wonders how she be become like this, or how did she lost her mind so much from desperation to even pursuit her to take over a kingdom. "I thought when I take a name as a queen, you and I will match together, I thought I can beat her even a little bit, so I used the lost instrument to summon the undefeated sea creature, and take the crown as a queen with the help of this beggar pirates, but everything is futile, " she said looking at the ground, when Louise was going to talk to her while she regrets everything, Shevery look at him. "My I'm foolish enough to throw ny future away for man who can't love her, " she said but those words had a meaning, e

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

Instead, the screen displayed a number I didn’t recognize and a series of international digits that felt cold just looking at them. I slid my thumb across the screen, and the air seemed to leave my lungs in a sharp hiss. “The crown was never yours to wear, Lena. It was only on loan. I’ve spent my time in the shadows gathering the pieces you thought you broke. The Queen is back, and this time, I’m taking everything, my name, and the Wolfe empire. Enjoy the view while you still have it. By the time the sun sets tomorrow, you’ll be back in the gutter where you were found.”

“It’s not about you, Thanion. It’s about your subjects. They pray to a queen, not just a king. They need balance, someone to rule alongside you. And Persephone—” “I’ll have to decline.” Thanion’s interruption was curt, final. He turned away, as though the conversation were already over, his attention shifting to the flickering shadows along the far wall. But Zeus wasn’t so easily dismissed. His tone hardened, losing its earlier levity. “This isn’t a request, Thanion. It’s an edict. The realms need balance, and you know it. The Underworld has gone too long without a queen.”

I raised my eyes to match with the land, but I guessed my little speech had not gotten to him in even the slightest form as the same frown remained frozen on his lips. “I don't know hi, but you of all people seem to be getting this… Clara is a princess, Emily was a maid, a poor omega, weak and powerless, but most of all, parents are the alpha king and queen, and you think for a minute they would spare your life for making a fool of them? Canceling wedding plans? Oh… you have failed to understand that this is bigger than you and I know. And they would not think twice to cut out anyone who is an obstacle to their daughter, even if it means sitting your mate's throat, or cutting me out of the