I Serve My Queen Inside Her Dreams Novels & Stories

She lifted her chin and pointed directly at me. “I am just as upset as you are!” Her voice quivered, the front she kept up faltering in the face of scrutiny. “But I cannot help that the illegitimate rogue still clings to a power that does not belong to her!” All eyes swiveled to stare up at me. I straightened, and muscle memory rested my hands on the railing in a queenly fashion. Old habits die hard. “It is her! Her mate has rejected her and still she is here! Seeping the power from the pack, steeling your strength and virility!” Her voice grew stronger with every word, and the Warriors began to shuffle in my direction.

Still dripping my cum while the feds try to take you from me. He pushed two fingers inside me. Scooped out more cum. Brought it to my mouth. Taste us. I sucked his fingers clean. He climbed over me. Cock hard again. Pressed against my thigh. They think they can save you. But you don’t want to be saved anymore do you? No Sir. Tell me. I want to stay with you. I want you to breed me. I want your baby growing inside me. I want to be your queen. Not their witness.

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

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

She says. She walks up to me in nothing but a skimpy bra and thong set. I roll my eyes. I made the mistake of having a one-night stand with this whore, and now she thinks I am going to make her my queen. Not happening. “Get out now Seraphina. I am not interested in you. I have found my queen.” I tell her. “I know baby I am your queen.” She replies. “No you are not and you will never be. My queen is ten times more beautiful than you and is not a whore.” I growl.

I asked, trying to steady my trembling voice. The soldier turned to me, his gaze firm yet pleading. “You are the unknown Queen,” he said. “The one with the power to heal our land.” “What are you talking about?” I asked, my voice faltering. He stepped closer. “Our land is dying, consumed by darkness and decay. Regent Romeo Hightower has drained the kingdom of life with his greed and shamanistic practices. The moon goddess promised us salvation through an unknown Queen. That Queen is you.”

the voice boomed, filled with frustration and impatience. Salena's eyes flew open, her heart pounding in her chest as she shook off the remnants of sleep. a sense of unease gripped her, but she couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her veins. The world of dreams faded, replaced by a reality as the late Queen of Arodona stood before her, her aura emanating an air of mystery and gravity. Her presence was haunting, as if she transcended the boundaries of life and death. The intensity of her gaze held dangerousness, and Salena couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and fascination. The Queen's serious expression twisted As their eyes locked in a hypnotic stare, Salena knew that

She owned him now—his body, his mind, and his soul. A dark smile appeared on her face. “Do you know why I called you here?” He stood still, lowering his head even more. “To... serve you, my Queen.” She laughed, but it was cold and empty. “Yes... to serve me.” She walked toward him slowly, like a predator. Her energy grew stronger, harder to breathe in. She touched his jaw—her fingers cold and possessive. “And you will serve me, won’t you, Beta?” His breath caught. He shook. His energy flickered. “Yes... my Queen.”

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

“If you want a queen, you have one.” Hearts hitched. Knees debated. “But here’s what a queen is here. I cook. I cut. I bury. I bleed. I don’t mint oaths I keep promises. I don’t own your throats or hold your knees. If I say kneel, say no. If I ask and you say yes, make it expensive.” Laughter wet, unbelieving, new. “If I fail, don’t write it in a book. Come to my door with bread or blades.