Once A Nobody, Now A Queen Novels & Stories

What we had was true. And as I stepped onto that stage one final time, all I could think was how far I had come. How far I had traveled from the woman who had once been broken and betrayed. Now, I stood in front of the world—proud, unshakable, and free. Once a fool. Now a queen. And the world would remember my name. THE END. *** Hey, awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with me through Once a Fool, Now a Queen! I hope you’ve loved the drama, the twists, and all the swoon-worthy moments as much as I loved writing them.

"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

Determination is a peculiar thing. Once it settles in the heart, it builds a wall of iron, shutting out all weakness, fear, and hesitation. After that day, I remained silent, outwardly obedient. But I was no longer the same Sophia Lane who endured humiliation passively. My obedience had become my disguise—the best cover I could wear. Behind it, my eyes were open, calmly observing the world I was about to fight against. And the opportunity came sooner than I expected. The Caldwells hosted a grand business banquet, gathering nearly every elite in the city. As the nominal Mrs. Caldwell, my presence was required.

Richard "Regina, the Queen of Illuminare," Richard announced to the crowd. The crowd erupted in applause, their eyes fixed on me. I stood shocked by the cheerful repose from the pack member; I wasn't really accepting such good repose from my people. I never thought they would accept someone so young and unqualified to be their queen. As I gazed at their adoring faces, a sense of responsibility washed over me. I don't know if I deserve such kind hospitality from all these people. I felt overwhelmed by the weight of their expectations, unsure if I could live up to the title bestowed upon me. However, Riichard placed his hands on my waist as he gently pulled me to him, offering me reassurance a

Theo reached for her hand, and this time, she let him. She was the heiress nobody wanted. Harvard was proof she was becoming someone the world could no longer overlook. But as she stood there with Theo's hand in hers and an acceptance letter still trembling slightly in the other, she understood this wasn't the end of anything. It was only the place where the real story finally got to begin.

“Who else is more capable of leading us into a better future?” Now I’m tongue-tied. Her words are so revering and it’s picking on my confidence. I’ve always felt proud of my victory but never relished letting it get to my head. It’s as if just this once, I’m being permitted to bask in it. Look at their shimmering hopeful eyes, egging me to accept the throne. My mate squeezes my hand in his and when I look at him, he nods confidently at me. I suppose this is it then. I’ll take the front and accept the powerful role my destiny has bestowed upon me. Mom, Dad...everyone else gathered today. “I am Danika Jove, the late Fae Queen’s first daughter, and I shall become your new Queen.”

“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.

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another stepping stone to greatness." .•●•. ⚘THE VENETIAN EMPIRE ⚘ "Bring her back!" Demetrius yelled at the top of his voice. "I can't!" Merlin snapped and stated, "she had to transform on her own, if she can fight it we'll have her back, if she can't then she's simply gone."

Noticing his astonishment, the Queen said in slight amazement, “Don’t you know that there are subdivisions in the invincibilis state as well?” Zayn shook his head. “No.” The Queen chuckled and said, “I didn’t expect the invincibilis fighter in your country wouldn’t have told you about this. Is it because he didn’t expect you to break through to invincibilis so quickly?” Zayn did not give a straight answer. “Please explain it to me, Your Majesty,” he said with a bow of his head. He had a rather good impression of the Queen after their brief interaction earlier. He could tell that she was a kind woman and not the same as Murica’s Adam.

I stop at her side, wrapping my arms around her waist and placing my hand on her belly. "I'm sorry, my Queen. I know what I'm asking of you isn't fair." I say. "It's okay. What you say makes sense. I'm just not sure how to deal with not being the Queen anymore." She says, not making eye contact with me. "It's my job and who I am. And now I'm going back to being a nobody. I just don't know how to handle it."