Historia Queen Novels & Stories

I threw the door of the warehouse open and everyone inside got up pointing guns at me. "What the fuck?". "Where's MJ?", j asked calmly. Alex followed me, he said he didn't want me going alone and it was too dangerous. But I just think he wants to tag along, and I low-key enjoy his company. "That ain't the important thing, the question is, who are you and how dare you barge into our territory!" one of them barked. I scoffed, Dogs. "I'm the Queen, and you have one of my boys, MJ, I want him released as soon as possible", I stated.

I couldn't imagine going that long without talking to my mate. I decided no matter what would happen ,I would always work things out with him and not let things get to strenuous because I love him very much. My business was blooming so much and was attracting so much money per month . I didn't really work much and left most to my maids but focused on my son. My mate was always suportive no matter what I did . I knew no matter what our family of different species would always strive through it all. It's funny we went against nature and mated together and even had a children. I was indeed a Vampire's Queen.

“Adara, I’ve never heard you talk so strangely. I know what a bull is, of course, but what is this shit you speak of?” “It’s an expression, Vashti. It means that what you’re asking me to do goes against everything you ran away from and I will not allow that to happen. Queen Elizabeth didn’t need a man to help her and neither do we.” “I do not know of this Queen.” “You would like her. She ruled a great kingdom called England when she was only twenty-five, and like what nearly happened to me, her father had her mother killed. If you’re telling me, our only hope for our kingdom is to marry quickly and lean upon a husband for support, I say Queen Elizabeth proves that isn’t the case.”

"Aria, I thought you were just being willful, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of your own limitations." "The Saranto family's influence in Europe is even more profound than the Castillo family's." He walked over to Isabella. "You think you're so great because the Vincent family is behind you? The Vincents are at best a second-rate family in New York. What can they do against the Saranto's?" He looked at me, his eyes filled with disappointment. "Now I finally understand why Victoria drafted that treaty," Marcus continued. "You're simply not fit to be the wife of the Castillo family. You lack vision, perspective, and true strength."

"What do the histories say about her?" He thought for a moment. "Not enough. Most records from that period are fragmentary. She appears briefly in the Lycan historical texts, described as the last queen of the original packs before the bloodline fractured into the modern Lycan and Werewolf split." He paused. "She's not portrayed heroically in most accounts." "Because she locked the door." "Because she chose containment over power. In Lycan historical tradition, that has never been the celebrated choice." His voice was neutral on it. Not agreeing, not dismissing. "She sealed something her people considered their birthright and died without explaining her full reasoning."

Colden walked towards us. “There's been no queen since the 90's, but I read in the book that there will be a possibility the Elemental Kingdom would have a Princess of Omega and then eventually be labeled up into a Queen.” Raiden gave us the full information. ‘When you marry one of the kings.”

There is no way in fucking hell that I am going back to that land, I promised to myself to never set a foot or even think to visit. “I turned my back on that country, Hansel. I am not returning anymore,” I simply said hoping that he will rely upon his damn asshole boss. “He said we should bring you back home,” he desperately added. “I am home, Hansel. This is where I am supposed to be,” I said to him making him understand my point. Hansel got my point but he is just following his boss’ order to him. Curse that man to the deepest depth of hell! “He needs you, Queen, the King needs you,” someone behind him spoke and my forehead creased because I do not know him at all. Is he newly recruited? A

Her own attire – simple green wool instead of her usual hunting leathers – drew curious glances from other gods and nymphs who passed them on the way. "He always knows when his favorite toys return home. And he never likes it when we've been playing in his garden without his permission." There was edge to her voice – a resentment born of centuries spent under Zeus’s rule, of watching him claim dominion over all things while expecting others to follow his commands without question. She had always valued her independence more than most of the Olympians, choosing the freedom of the wild over the comforts of the palace, but even she felt the pull of duty that bound them all to their king.

The one who visited me a little while ago. Blake looks at his son and Micky, and uncovers the information underneath the photo. “Aurora Redwood, the rogue who became the first queen 1210-1356”. - Goddess. – Alex says. The alpha opens the next page and reads it out loud. “This book was written in 1530, so that the story is not lost in time and tells several parts of the history of our species.

Liam said. “Alright. I will tell you everything concerning their return when I come back from the palace,” Sarah said and stood up from the chair. “Thank you, mum!” Liam and Davies chorused. “You are welcome. Ensure you clear this table,” Sarah said with a gesture. “Yes, we will,” Davies said. “Good. I am leaving for my bed chamber now,” Sarah said and walked away. “Who is queen Caroline?” Ethan said and gazed at Liam and Davies’ faces simultaneously. “Queen Caroline is our king’s wife. She was enslaved alongside her only daughter, princess Hazel, during the last war between Californians and Spartans,” Davies said.