His Lost Queen Novels & Stories

“Royal-born, elemental-blooded, and bound to the magic of the First Moon. The gods’ gift to the forgotten ones. The wolves who never bowed.” “Your ancestors carried pieces of every house - but the royal blood in you runs deepest. Older than crowns. Older than the Alpha system itself.” The room tilted. Damon’s voice was quiet, but firm behind me. “Princess,” he said like the word was both a curse and a prayer. “She was meant to rule, Lira. Wasn’t she?” Lira nodded once. “Not as an Alpha’s mate,” she said. “As a Queen. The last Queen of the old world. The only one who can claim what was lost and burn what should never have risen.”

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

She wore the white gown from the visions, but no blood stained it now. “You took your time,” she said. Her voice came from every direction. “Who are you?” “You know.” “I need to hear it.” She stepped closer. The water did not move around her. “I am the queen you were.” My hands curled. “Did I destroy the kingdom?” “You opened the gate.” “Why?” Her eyes softened. “For him.” Anger rose through me. “Then I doomed everyone for one man.” “You chose love under threat.” “People died.” “Yes.”

Questions remained unanswered. Across Valdoria, few remembered Lana Marcone as she truly was. They remembered only the story that endured. The Queen who betrayed her King.

he said falling to his knees. “OK then, listen closely,” she said softly. “There is a girl lost in the woods. I want you to find her and bring her to me,” the Queen paused a smile playing at her lips. “Alive….or Dead,” she said with a sadistic, maybe even crazed look in her eyes.

"Actually, dear, Queen is having a amnesia and because of this she doesn't remember anyone. It is like she has lost her memory .She neither speaks to anyone nor she gives any sign to anyone. when I came to palace for the first time her condition wasn't like this but something bad happened and she lost her memories and from that day I got the job of feeding her. I mean all her doings are done by me. She was very sweet and caring but from that incident she hardly talks to anyone even the king is not able to recover her condition. She always talks about prince as he is the only one whom she remembers clearly but as we already know that prince is not here so we don't say much about prince to her

The queen asks, "yes, you told me right? you want me to memorize it, but sometimes my mind was confused there a lot of small details but don't worry if I forget it, maybe I would look again at your back." "Yeah, if Angelica's son doesn't give me clothes like this…" the queen looked at herself wearing a shirt and skinny jeans, which Kleanor says to me. That was the attire of the queen. -------- Lyca" "where am I? I never remember that I was here when I was running outside of this place the last time.

I stared at her, rendered speechless by my absolute shock and disbelief. The Royals had been wiped out almost a generation ago, in an incredibly rare act that saw many of the Lycan packs working together to end their reign. By all accounts, it had been absolutely brutal, with every last member of the family hunted, and killed, along with any who worked with them, and some who were guilty only of being acquainted with them.

As I got closer to the spot where I saw her last, her scent had faded a little. Babygirl. I called out. Where are you? Are you trying to hide from me? I chuckled. You know I can find you by your scent. I reminded her. Mate not here. Ayres observed growling. I can’t feel them. He said raising our nose in the air. I opened our family link. Is Reign with any of you? I asked. Uh, no. Jaz said a little breathless. Then we have a problem, she’s missing. I can’t find her. We stopped to play with the little ones, she was talking with a female that I didn’t recognize. I explained. What! they all yelled in unison. Moses get the trackers. I started barking out orders. I’m on the path to our house in th

“Liar.” I shoved past him, fury rising like heat. “You don’t get to use memories as weapons.” He caught my wrist—not hard, just enough to make me stop. “Then stop making them hurt.” “Let go.” He did. But not before whispering, “You can burn my empire to the ground, Amara. Just remember—I built yours first.” I turned to face him, chest tight, heart pounding. “Then you should’ve built it stronger.” His mouth curved, a flicker of admiration in his eyes. “There she is. My queen.”