Novel Queen Novels & Stories

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—

It was too real as the pendant on the eyes of the life like eagle carved on the necklaces pendant glinted, "Who would think the lady he sent to prison would turn out to be the Queen of the Quin's empire?" Those who knew about the necklace all fell into a trance for a moment, except for Jason. They had never expect a new queen to arise so soon. They had never expected the new Queen of the Quin's empire to be an ordinary lady who graces the insignificant Delta city and someone who had been scheduled for death. The queen of the quins empire could destroy a whole city with just giving out the order, who dare goes against her?

Araceli giggled. “But there has to be a way” I protested and she craned her neck thoughtfully. “The first step you need to take is to separate the King from his mate, because with her by his side, he’ll grow stronger and no one will ever be able to defeat him” Araceli said seriously and I frowned. What the hell was she saying? How could Eleanor possibly be of any good to the Lycan king? Let alone make him grow stronger? “That’s the only way for now, Ethan. You may leave”

“You should stay Tawny. Your head is a mess you should be with your family.” Pinching the bridge of my nose and trying not to let his words get to me, though everything is irritating at this moment, I reply, “I am the Queen, ruler of the Cambiador Kingdom. My place is on the front lines with our men. Not hiding like a helpless female.” “Your family…” Mason closes his mouth when he sees the fire in my eyes. I cut him off, “I am very aware that I am leaving my family behind. Do I like it? Fuck no, but I am the commander of our forces and these fuckers need to die, and they will NOT lay a finger on our cubs.”

There is no alternative. I shook my head and my discomfort pricked me. I cannot... somebody who puts his life in danger of mine? I... I don't even know them. I can't ask that of anyone." “You do not have a choice,” Rowan said. “It is not a question of asking; it is a matter of survival. You are queen now, Auri. You must act accordingly." I heaved a sigh and leaned against the bed in an attempt to wrap my head around it. "When will I meet this knight?"

"I almost wish things were different. That we were meeting under other circumstances. You would have liked me, before Dante destroyed everything." He poured himself another whiskey, raising it in a mock toast. "To Arabelle Moretti-Valerio. The Queen who doesn't know she's playing the wrong side of the board." He drank. "But you will soon enough. And when you do, this whole game changes." Outside his window, the city lights twinkled innocently. Somewhere in that city, Arabelle was probably celebrating her victory. Probably in Dante's arms, feeling safe and loved and powerful. Enjoying the calm before the storm.

~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD — NEW ENTRY "The queen does not sleep. She gathers. And when she rises, the world will kneel not in awe—but in apology."

“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... Slay her dragons... I will.

She walked straight to Devi, her grumpy face a mask of pure, unadulterated spite. She reached out and took his glass, or what was left of it, and set it on the tray of a passing waiter. Then, she leaned in, her lips inches from his ear. "If I'm the Queen," she whispered, her voice a lethal, mean purr, "then I'm the one who decides who lives and who dies. And I've decided that the first head on the chopping block is yours." Devi's hand slammed onto her waist, pulling her flush against him in front of everyone. His obsessive grip was a brand. "I've been waiting for you to try, baby. But remember... a Queen is nothing without her King."

Penelope screamed in panic, and Queen Isle unexpectedly punched her mouth which sent the poor lady to the grounds. “Curse you,” Queen Isle muttered at her. Recklessly, the guards dragged Penelope up again. She coughed as she felt something metallic on her lips, blood. Noah stood frighteningly, he snarled inwardly at the Queen while wishing he could fight back at her but then, he's no way stronger then the Queen. —The one rumored to have slaughtered thousands of men, women, and children in one moment. He's like a pawn in her palm, she'd shred his heart with her solitary finger.