My Rejected And Broken Queen Novels & Stories

Amara's mother looked down upon us. ​"You rejected my daughter," the Queen declared, her voice carrying effortlessly through the valley. ​My jaw set tight as I looked up. "She rejected me!" ​"Because you taught her that she was disposable," the Queen countered viciously. "You wanted a queen who could command armies, High Alpha." Her eyes flashed a terrifying, brilliant silver. "You will soon discover what kind of queen Amara was born to become." ​Without waiting for a response, she turned and disappeared into the shadows of the fortress.

She must have cried for a long time. My heart tightened painfully. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there, watching her break. > "Kate, I can't take this rejection. It hurts so much," she continued, her voice shaking. "He didn't even say a word. I was so worthless to him that he couldn't even reject me properly. He didn't even look at me. I thought you said the mate bond would be too strong for him to resist. The moment I realized he was my mate, I was sad because I knew he would never accept me. Not when he's madly in love with Clara."

"How can you touch me? You do not know what I did in the dark. The things I tore apart... the horrors... I am a plague. I do not understand why you give me this." "Because we know who you were before the dark took you," Rebecca’s voice carried across the courtyard, rich, commanding, and saturated with an absolute, unyielding compassion. The Queen stepped down from the dais, walking slowly through the ranks of the weeping primordial army. She didn't look at their rags or their dirt; she looked directly into their tortured souls, her brilliant eyes validating their grief without a single spark of judgment.

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

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—

“I’d have punished them sooner if I’d known. I didn’t want this. Princess Victoria bribed and bought the wardens. I broke my engagement to her. I cast her aside for you. And I didn’t intervene when you settled your score with her. She’s history now. She’s nothing. I swear to you, I’ll do everything in my power to make up for all of this. Leave the past behind us. Let’s look to the future together. I’ll marry you and make you my queen.” As his words hung in the air, his amber eyes glowed, his wolf’s presence seeping through his words, silently pleading with me. I could feel the bond tugging, but I stood my ground. The wolf might care about me, but the man… he had broken me. “I don’t want to b

I screamed, light erupting from my eyes, my skin fracturing into silver lines. Everything disintegrated—the city, the army, Kael’s curses, Auren’s voice—until there was only that one truth pulsing through the mark: The Crown is broken. Long live the Queen. Then, silence. And darkness swallowed everything.

He said and I closed my eyes waiting for the pains that usually come with rejection to take over me. "Complete the rejection process bitch and let me go." he muttered angrily. I struggled with the gnawing pain in my chest and I got on my feet. I almost stumbled down due to the excess pain I was dealing with. "I Eleanor Stefan of the Red Crimson pack rejects you Ethan Raymond as my mate." I sputtered trying to keep my mouth from screaming in pain. If he felt any pain due to my rejection, then he was so damn good at hiding it. I clutched my chest finding it hard to breathe but I wasn't going to give these devils the liberty of watching me breakdown. I struggled to walk, dragging my feet with m

I snap back, pressing on the link, the live video of the Demon Kingdom popping up on my screen. “I should have been the Alpha King, ruling beside Isabella, but I was a fool and rejected her, thinking she was an Omega even if she was stronger than the guards.” I continue, running a hand through my hair. I grimace at how greasy it feels, reminding myself to take a shower once that bastard Odishka’s head has been separated from his body. “No matter the reason, you rejected the Queen because of the stupid law your father made. Then you mated another she-wolf, which caused the Queen harm.” Malcom says, his voice steady and calm, while he ignores the rumbling snarl slipping past my lips.

What unsettled me was how easily she'd said his name , Logan, not Alpha, like she still believed she'd earned the right to it. “Everybody. Back to work!” The seamstress said with a clap. Normalcy returned as everyone returned back to work like nothing happened. Rela also made herself useful by separating crystal beads with a lady I assumed was her friend. I sucked in a breath and walked to the seamstress who was cutting into a fabric with enough force to rip the table to pieces. I patted her back gently. “It's okay. It was just a mistake.” She dropped the scissors and faced me, her back pressing into the table. “It wasn't. It never was. It will never be.”