Once A Nobody, Now A Queen Novels & Stories

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

I reached up to wipe the tears away from the corner of his eyes. At that moment, I realized the woman who'd blindly sacrificed everything for love five years ago was gone. Now, at last, I had become someone my parents would be proud of. The breeze brushed past us as Jimmy took my hand. The diamond on my ring finger glinted under the sunlight. "Ready to go home?" he asked. I replied, "Let's go."

And I know without a shadow of a doubt no one will ever see me like Soren did again because… I don’t want them to. I suck in a breath as a dozen maids funnel out of a side door, ignoring the skeptical look Grandpa Ryatt’s throwing in my direction. His shoulders tighten as I tilt my chin, closing my eyes and forcing myself to tuck every other feeling away. I am Queen of Eastonia. This is my birthright. This moment is the dawn of a new era. As the maids unravel my tremendously long train, I turn to my grandpa, giving him a sharp, diplomatic nod. “Thank you for all you’ve done as king.”

“Can’t you see me? Are you too big to greet me?” “I’m sorry, ma’am.” Linda apologized. “Please forgive me.” “Ma’am? Did she ask you to address me that way? I’m your queen,” she exclaimed. “Knee.” Her maids forced her to her knees. “You dare to disobey me.” “I’m sorry, my queen,” Linda responded. “You should know who to follow and who not to. I’m the queen here, and she.” She pointed at me. “She’s a nobody.” “Yes, my queen.”

And the Queen was a woman with atrophied muscles and a heart that finally knew how to bleed. We were no longer the Sovereigns of the North. We were prey. And the man I had called my savior was finally ready to collect the bill.

Queen squealed. "Look at Ore!" Funmbi pointed at Ore who was dressed in a tuxedo and was seated with Tiwa and Vivian. "And so? Abeg! I Dey talk better matter, you dey show me ore! What should I do to it?! That one that doesn't know which direction his life is going yet" Queen said. "Eh! Women! Women o! The same guy you wanted to die for? The same guy you dated till your second year in university! No money now, insults! I fear who no fear women!" Zainab exclaimed dramatically.

On my head, a delicate circlet rested, not heavy with jewels, but elegant and symbolizing my new role. Today, Norman was being crowned King of the whole kingdom, and I, his mate, was being presented as his Queen and Luna. My heart beat a steady rhythm against my ribs, a mixture of nerves, pride, and an overwhelming sense of wonder. Just a few months ago, I was a runt, a troubled past. Now, I stood before thousands, about to be declared Queen. It felt like a dream.

Of course he did. He paused. Then he took them anyway, his palms wrapping around mine, steady and warm as he stood up slowly, bringing me with him. My knees didn’t want to hold me. “You will behave,” he said, low and hard, “like the queen you’re about to become.” It landed like a slap. A quiet, blistering one. My breath hitched again, my mind reeling. Queen? The word barely made sense in my mouth. I wasn’t royal anymore. I wasn’t strong. I wasn’t anything like the women I’d seen all my life before my parents were killed.

It has been a terrible night for her, so much of her world has been upended, and now her nightmares are slowly showing her the truth. “My Queen I….” “And that…queen nonsense” she interrupts, holding her hand out, palm facing forward. “What is that all about? I’m just a girl from Oakland. Sure, I’m doing pretty well for myself but I’m far from rich, and trust me, I’m no queen.”

I turned around and grabbed her by the wrist. "Let me go. I hate you Damion. Why did you do that? I hate you." She was still struggling to get away from me so I bent down and threw her over my shoulder. She was kicking and screaming and I was loving every moment of it. She was only sixteen though and I would never do anything to her. Not until she was of age. Present day.. She's of age now Damion now what? Are you just going to sit and watch her from a distance because that's what you promised. I shook my head as I pulled my phone out and watched her and Heth come into the house and make some lunch.