Novel Queen Novels & Stories

Kaydence POV... Heth and I made it to the library just as Heather was walking in. Her eyes scanned Heth and then she smiled. She took my arm and we walked inside. "So what's the deal with tall, dark and handsome anyway? Is he single?" I laughed. "Girl he is all yours as long as you keep him occupied so I can get closer with Christian." She looked back at Heth who was following behind us and then looked back at me.

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.

she asked. He nodded. “With Vampire Queens, they come into who they are going to be long before the King does. While Zen has been accepted as the new King to be, he won’t feel that change until he ascends the throne.” Vera was instantly worried. “What does that mean? Won’t Odus’ wife feel the change?” Frazier shook his head. “She won’t because she’s only Queen by title. She was never accepted as the Queen.” “So, in other words, Queen Antoinette is still the true Queen?” Vera asked.

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

You did the right thing for us. She just silently nodded in response even though her mind was so loud, weighing down her squabbling emotions. I couldn't blame her though. She didn't want to kill anyone but it couldn't be helped. She was just trying to survive. To distract her from it, I spoke again, "Sage, you've mentioned that the Queen also appeared in your dreams, right? I finally know the reason why she talked to you." She looked taken aback by my statement but I was glad that I dragged her away from her toxic thoughts. "Oh, don't tell me she speaks cryptic shit again."

Alpha Trent was the one to step forward this time. “Stupid question get’s stupid answer. Tread carefully Alpha.” I said. “When you win then you will automatically become the Queen. I guess I’m just curious as to what you have planned for afterwards?” He shrugged. “Let’s just get threw this fight first shall we. The king might just kill me and then you’re question is then invalid.” I said. Damn that’s the second time I’ve been asked that. You’d think I would’ve thought about it by now.

That I wasn’t going into the second stage of mating. “No,” I blurted out, wanting to withdraw my hands from him. But I didn’t. I had been vulnerable a few minutes ago, and it was like his presence filled in the gaps. Moreover, I saw this coming. “Being the Queen of a nation isn’t easy. There are tenets to uphold-“ I paused immediately withdrawing my hands from him. He narrowed his eyes at me, “How do you know so much about being a Queen?” I immediately searched for a tangible explanation before saying, “I read and observe, goddess forbids a woman to quest for knowledge,” Staring at him, I hoped he bought that explanation.

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

"Who said this would be easy? The queen was clearly pleased with him yesterday, and today he's dead. He didn't even last twenty-four hours. She's so brutal—how are we supposed to win her over?" "It's impossible. We'll never make it back home. We might as well wait here to die!" Only I remained as calm as before, replaying everything that had happened the day before. The company had organized an overseas trip. Then the plane crashed. When we opened our eyes again, we had all transmigrated into a novel as challengers. Our target was the story's female lead—the Queen Rara McKayla. She ruled the world, peerlessly beautiful, yet notoriously mercurial. History recorded countless examples of her cr

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti