Long May She Reign Book Novels & Stories

“This room, this entire wing, is meant for royalty—not for people like you. Servants like you. You do not belong here. You belong with the pigs, because that’s what you are. And yet, here you are, spreading your legs for the king in hopes of becoming something. But guess what? You never will.” Her mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. Maybe she knew better than to talk back, or maybe she was enjoying all the attention coming from the king. “King Lucian is mine,” I said, stepping closer. She kept backing away until her back hit the wall. “And whatever spell you have him under, I’ll break it. I don’t care what kind of magic you use—I’ll do whatever it takes. I will be queen.” Her voice

I put down my ponytail hair and continued, “Hmmm, maybe you are right, I was a little bit influenced by Bryan, you know, I finished all the books he brought to me, those great myths, wolf history, poems, Oh! And a few romance novels. “ ”Stop your great speech and go to the shower.” Levi walked toward the door, and I hurried to follow. “Come on, Levi, it is not wrong with books. You are a knight for me, aren’t you? Besides, Mother won’t choose me for the next queen, right?” I spoke casually, but he suddenly stopped and turned to ask me, “How did you know?” His tone was a bit strict. “Everyone knows, Kate almost done all the paperwork for Mother these three months. She already took the respon

Not with everything else hanging over our heads. “You need to eat,” I finally said, nodding toward Traci’s untouched plate. She looked down at it and sighed. “I know.” A tiny smile crossed her face. “I swear everybody’s becoming obsessed with feeding me.” Raiden chuckled softly. “That’s because you’re carrying the two most important people in the kingdom.” She rolled her eyes. “I was important before I got pregnant.” “You were,” I agreed. “Now you’re carrying two people who outrank us.”

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

With eyes that glow like a full moon and a howl that shakes the earth, She will lead armies to victory, And reign with power and majesty. Her name shall be remembered with both fear and admiration, and her deeds shall be spoken of in hushed whispers for centuries to come. Her time is close. Anna's fingers traced the delicate script on the paper, trying to decipher its meaning. It was cryptic, and the words seemed to dance around on the page as if playing a game of hide and seek with her, refusing to give up their secrets. She read it repeatedly, hoping that the jumbled mess of letters would somehow make sense.

She shot to her feet. He and everyone else looked at her. He tilted his head and winced as though he were physically hurting. “He can have the throne. Bring my brother here first.” “Wh–what about her?” one guest stuttered. “We have to…we have to take her with us first!” he swallowed. The others threw nervous glances around. “No.” Reign’s voice lowered, maintaining eye contact with her, like he was talking to her, instead of them. “You can have your princess after. Not before.”

I must do my objective here first. at last, now here in the History section. unlike the books from other shelves who has the same way of oldness in them, the books in the History section has different stages of being old. some are really worn out and some where just fairly new. grabbing a random book, I skimmed through the pages, wanting to know what era or year this was written, or what year did the content of the book happened. but the book only talked about the happenings of the coronation of the King Youseff Troy Von Travensky and Queen Violetta Suzette Perues. grabbing another book, i skimmed again but it was not the one i was looking for, ‘Maybe i should go for the newer ones.’

“What do you think it is?” Kael answered quietly. “The kind of book kingdoms start wars over.” She carefully opened the first page. Elegant handwriting stretched across the yellowed parchment. The Book Before the War Beneath it… Another sentence. One that stole the air from every lungs in the room. Written in the reign of Queen Lysandra and King Alaric of Crimson, that those who come after us may remember the truth we fought to protect. Silence. No one moved. No one breathed. Sera blinked first.

The library was empty at this hour. Good. I moved through the shelves with purpose. I knew what I was looking for. Pack histories. Elder council records. Ironmoor. Anything from thirteen years ago that could tell me what my father actually did and who he made an enemy of and why that enemy was still moving thirteen years after his death. I turned left at the third archway. And stopped. An entire section covered one subject i didn’t realise held my interest The Reign of the Alpha King. Year One to Present.

Not pleading. Not weak. Something else. Something that does not belong in this place. Something that does not bend. My expression darkens slightly. And for a brief moment I wonder If she will break at all. The thought lingers longer than it should. Long enough for Lila to notice. She turns slowly. Her eyes narrowing just slightly. “My king,” she says, her voice almost a whisper. I do not move. I do not speak. And then she asks “What is it about her… that you are not telling me?”