His Lost Queen Novels & Stories

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

The older woman is showing her who has the power, and Yuelan, magnanimous, accords her the win. She stays on her knees, her expression devoid of any emotions as she waits to be told to get up. The Queen Mother sips her tea languidly, uncaring of the young woman kneeling before her. She can’t stand the young woman’s boldness, and worse of all, her beauty and youth make her jealous, not that she would ever admit it. Something has reached her ears that makes the young woman before her disgusting to her, and she wishes her son had listened to her when she told him not to marry the girl.

Everyone looked at him. "I remember hearing Samuel argue with someone." "He called her..." Victor frowned, forcing the memory back. "...the Queen." The Queen. The chessboard. The unfinished game. The black king. The white queen. Elena slowly looked toward the chess table again. A realization struck her. She immediately examined the board. White's queen... Was missing. She looked down at the piece still in her hand. The one that had opened the hidden compartment. The Queen. Her fingers tightened around it.

Queen Sarah’s face looked so wise when she talked to Queenie. She continued by saying, “Queenie, to become the Bright River royal throne owner, you must meet the qualifications. He wrote all terms you have to fulfill in the book in the box. A magical man before your birth wrote the book. Only after you qualify in the book will you be eligible to become the first queen of the Bright Kingdom’s ruler. I hope you remember Everything. Only once do I show up myself. After all, we will not see each other anymore. Take care of yourself. The world is full of evil. Kindness will be the beautiful part that everyone longs for. I love you.” As Queen Sarah finished her last sentence, the light from the re

The old Don was killed in an ambush by a rival crew. At the mass, Vito, the new Don, stood at the very front of the church. I'd rushed back from a job and barely made it. There were only two spots left in the church. One was right next to the new Don. The seat for his wife. The other was at the very end of the guest line. I figured, without even thinking about it, that the spot beside him was mine. So I walked straight toward Vito. But he looked right past me. "Sofia." He lifted his chin, just slightly. "Come up." Around me, the family elders and the heads of the different crews started whispering. "The next Don's wife is a beautiful woman." "Look at those two. They just fit." Vito took the

Her eyes lift to me then, sharp and assessing—but warm beneath it. “She loved you fiercely,” the queen says. “That was always her greatest weakness.” I swallow. “She died for it.” “Yes,” the queen agrees. “And I will not forgive the world for that.” The air tightens—not with rage, but with promise. Cain rises slowly. “Your Majesty… why are you here?” The queen finally turns from the pyre. “Because when Maereth fell,” she says, “every protection she built with blood and bone and stubborn will collapsed.”

the queen could not stop crying hearing her husband’s voice. “Don’t cry my queen, I don’t have much time, please talk to me.” Lerumo said. “Lerumo, how are you here?” asked the queen “That does not matter now, what matters is that I am here to tell you to not trust the women you are going to meet today and don’t ask why, you will know soon.” Lerumo told her, “Oh, how I miss you Lerumo.” She said crying. “I have missed you too my heart.” Lerumo answered.

This proves the difference between the human world, Earth, and the world between heaven and hell, Alkhemi. Then the reality of my fuck-up hits me in the face as wind slaps my hair around. I have been gone for a whole day. I spent the night in someone else's bed after being an accomplice in King Darius's death. I just keep on making more and more mistakes. Should I even call myself Queen? Doesn't matter, because right now, the Queen is missing. The Queen disappeared from the Palace and never returned. They must be wondering where I am. “Shit, shit, shit.” I curse in harsh breaths as I jog down the remaining steps that lead down the Palace.

Evan says, echoing his mates' words and making Jess laugh. "We definitely need to plan an epic way to announce the rebirth of the Queen," Jess says, making Odett giggle again. "Okay, y'all are being dramatic," I say as I roll my eyes at them. "No, ma'am! You aren't being dramatic enough." Evan says, letting out a laugh at my denial. "This is a big deal. Right now, everyone is mourning the loss of their Queen. Do you understand how big of a celebration it will be when they realize you are still alive?"

I asked softly. Adrian didn’t answer at once. Instead, he studied me. His gaze was calm, but it felt like it could strip me bare. “I want you to understand,” he said finally. “Everything you’ve been told about this palace, about my family… about the Queen Mother… is only part of the story.” I felt my stomach tighten. “What do you mean?” “The Queen Mother isn’t just testing you,” he continued. “She’s planning something. Something that could destroy the King—or destroy you—if you don’t act first.”