Once A Nobody, Now A Queen Novels & Stories

I AM THE LUNA QUEEN ~~~ Blurb. I went to sleep a nobody. I woke up a Queen. One night I was just a broke, exhausted college girl. The next, I opened my eyes in silk sheets, with strangers bowing and calling me Luna Queen. The face in the mirror is mine. The body is mine. But the life isn’t. The bruises on my wrists tell a story I don’t remember, and the King I’m bound to doesn’t love me—he loathes me.

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—

“Why are you embarrassed about it?” “Well, as the old ones like to remind me, I know nothing about the world yet… and I will never catch up with them.” I laugh softly. “No one’s said that to me.” “Nor will they,” Ally answers and stops laughing. “You are the queen. People will respect you.” “What if I’m a bad queen?” “Do you plan to be a bad queen?” I vigorously shake my head. “No. I want to be like Prince Noah. “King,” Ally says. “He has taken the title of King.”

Chloe says sounding as unhinged as she did yesterday. “What the hell did you do? Where are Damon and Ryder? What did you do to Colton?” I ask. My voice comes out cracked and weak. Something that hasn’t happened to me in a long time. ”I took over the minds of every single person in this nation. They all serve me now. I am the new queen. Your little boyfriend and his brothers now serve me.” Chloe says and my heart beats erratically. What she’s saying can’t be true. I won’t believe it until I see it for myself.

taking a deep breath I raised my voice making sure I was audible. “From here on out, I, Noella Cindy James, am your queen. This city was labelled unwanted because of our forced status of being rogue. but here me now, that will no longer be. the unwanted city will no longer be unwanted anymore, oh dear no, we are going to form a pack, much more powerful than the packs that disowned and abandoned us for no reason. This pack will become a kingdom and will be ruled under me. The queen of Rogues. Everywhere we go, we will be feared, they will bow down to our feet, they will respect us. We will take over those packs that seem beneficial to us, we will be ruthless, we will be bloodthirsty. We will

Why is it necessary to reach out to other people? "I want my life," I whispered softly. "You have your life, Prescilla," he said in disbelief. "You have a life a lot of people are envious of. You're an heiress." A tear fell from my eyes, hurt by the reality that never failed to make me feel less important. "I am nothing but a prisoner, Mom. Not even a princess living in a palace. I have always been an inmate, a puppet that you've been controlling however you like." I violently wiped both of my eyes but tears continued to fall both of my cheeks. "That's nowhere near living, mom."

Bean is offering rewards lavish to anyone who finds this person, which much to Cusia anxiety. "Father, I have something to say," Kristen spoke up. "Let's talk later; I don't have time right now." Mr. Cusia replied. Kristen became zealous, "I want to cancel my engagement to the D.Bean daughter." "Do you know Mrs. Vinlot?" Mr. Cusia asked. "A little bit." "Vinlot herself said she would later be the queen of Quansib." Kristen laughed; a woman to power to fight back against others didn't even have one; how could she be a revered queen?

That’s interesting. "Alright, do you think your queen knows who and what my parents are?" I asked Cassandra as I am really curious about them now. Maybe I can find some information about my father and know what my mother is. But I'm sad to know that she's dead already. And perhaps one of them is a vampire or a witch, if I really am a witch. This information is truly insane. "Yeah, very much. She knows a lot of things. She's the Queen of the Northern Witches. You’ll be glad to meet her, and she’ll be glad to meet you, too." She replied, sounding so excited.

He says. "Well, it's not your choice. I need to be alone right now." I say. "Taylor. You're the new Queen. It's going to travel through the land really fast that the King is dead. And no one in this land has ever heard of you before. You are the long lost great granddaughter. But now you are their leader." He explained. "Well, they have to follow whoever the hell is in charge. Don't they?" I asked. "I guess so." He says walking closer to me.

"Traga has laid down his life and legacy so you may continue on. He has surrendered it all to Yaga. All that is left is for you to change. Please, understand me. “But our pride will die. Our honour. Our culture. Our ancestors. Everything that has made us who we are will be gone.” “She’s right,” a small voice came from the foot of the stairs. Everyone turned to face her. Her eyes were swollen and bloodshot, her hair a mess on her head. Grace.