Kinger X Queenie Novels & Stories

Queenie said and reached out his leg to nudge him. He opened his eyes seconds later and frowned deeply. He tried to touch Queenie but got kicked to the ground again by Jessica who was right beside Queenie. Angered, Velon still tried to touch Queenie but got kicked to the ground again. He repeated the same action and still got the same consequence. "What? You've suddenly become a celebrity and I can't touch you?" He scoffed, anger brewing in his eyes. "A celebrity?" Queenie scoffed and slipped both hands into her pocket, "I'm the sole heir of the Knights Group of Companies and the wife of Pierce Verlice. Surely you know what that means, don't you?"

For me. I weave through the crowd like I own the damn place, which I do, technically, and plant myself at the head of the scarred oak table in the back room. The Cursed Kings are already posted up, leather cuts gleaming under the neon beer signs. King and Caleb, the twin prez duo, sit side by side like mirror images of trouble, same ink, same scars, same smirk that says they’ve broken more laws than most men have teeth. Between them, perched on the table’s edge like she’s the queen of both their worlds, is their old lady, Queenie. One woman, two presidents. Club legend says they share everything. I believe it.

“I always fucking hated him. He deserved it. I promise you can end him if that’s what you want.” Seeing what Queenie could do to him when most would be dead was constantly baffling. Joker wasn’t someone that got yelled at by anyone. Yet here was Queenie, screaming at him. Not that Queenie isn’t a badass, but it was like a kitten hissing at a Pitbull. “Oh, how fucking noble of you!” The throat clearing behind us has all eyes turning to see King with the banders. “Umm, where would you like these?” The big guy looked like he would rather be anywhere but here.

When they walked into the family dining room, the king was waiting. Grayson led Ari to their seats and held the chair for his wife. The king stood, waiting for her to sit. Then he looked over at Xavier. "Oh! Did you bring a friend?" He offered Quinn his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you." "The pleasure is mine, Your Majesty." Quinn shook his hand, but held back, bracing himself for reality to set in. Xavier took a deep breath and released it. "Father, this is Quinn Rogers. Quinn, this is my father, His Majesty King Maxwell Pierce of Estrea." Xavier bit his lower lip and then released it. "Father, Quinn is my boyfriend. We're together."

The entire pack felt the power form in them. "The crowns." the Elder as the same boy brought in 2 crowns. Both of us kneeled in front of him. He took a golden crown and place on top of the Alpha King. "I now Crown you Xavier King as King of the werewolf Kingdom." So that's his name. Xavier. I smiled thinking about. It suits him. He took another silver crown and placed it on my head. " I now Crown you as Queen of the werewolf Kingdom." he said as another round of claps were heard.

Natasha started right before someone tugged at her arm from behind. "Xander!" "If it isn't the queen of chugging herself!" "You better come up with a better nickname than that because 'queen' is already taken." "Where have you been? I haven't seen you since the...the fight..." "Relax, I was just taking some time to cool off." Xander leaned in and kissed her. "Ugh, get a room already you two!" Cassie snapped. The Queen B had fallen from her 'royal' ranks and would have gone on to fall on the literary sense had somebody not been there to catch her just in time.

Keyisha said "Well I won't be comfortable with that" Queen countered Keyisha exhaled........ "Queen, I'm tired of fighting with you because of a guy. I don't want to be your enemy because of David" "Good, because I wasn't planning on giving up on him anytime soon" Queen replied Giving up on me when I'm not even planning on being with her........what's her problem?? "David are you going to somewhere?" Keyisha asked totally ignoring Queen "Yes, with me, and we are running late" Queen replied before I could even say a word

Me:: hey queen, what's the problem, I am busy. Queen :: thank God you picked, babe am sorry okay, I don't know what came over me, you know how much I love you please it will never happen again ok, I promise Me:: Are you sure about that? Queen ;; yes I am, Me:: okay Queen:: Does it mean we are cool now babe? Me;;of course we are. Queen:: thank you baby, you know what? Me;; not until you tell me, Queen:: Okay I was hoping that you could direct me to your place, I really wanna come spend some time with you, you know, I will keep you busy, the house must be boring you right?

“Ah yes, my son.” “Your Majesty, I don’t know whether or not to apologize in this scenario, but I will introduce myself and my brother in mating. My name is Nathaniel Henriques, and this is my sister’s mate, Killian Grey. As you’re probably aware, I’m the new Werewolf King, while Killian is the Lycan King to be,” Nathan introduced. Queen Hyacinth shot Killian a look. “Khan is your ancestor?” “How did you know?” Killian asked her.

The guy walks up and his eyes go wide when he sees the baby sitting on Xavier's arm, her head in his hand. "A baby?" he asks. "My daughter." Xavier replies. "Who's the lucky girl?" the guy asks. "My wife. Dionne, meet Kingston, King for short. King, meet Dionne." "Beautiful." he says. "She favors you, the baby." King says, hugging me as I smile at his words. Xavier and him continue to engage in conversation. "You up for some sparring today?" he asks. Xavier looks to me and grins. "Actually, my wife is up to it. She needs to blow off some steam." he replies, looking at me and shrugging.