Pirate Queen Novels & Stories

It always bothered her to see a woman caught up in a mess created by a man, “What is your name?” Saraid asked the young woman. “I don’t answer to you whore!” “I am the Queen of this coven and you are being charged with a treasonous act against your King. You will answer me willingly or I will pull it from you,” her voice growing more menacing with each syllable. “You are not my Queen and I will never answer to the likes of you,” the girl yelled right before the spit in Saraid’s direction.

I sighed and shook my head as the reality of his words sunk in. “Exactly. Not only that, you are to be Queen of the dragons which gives you claim to all that the dragons have. Which is a substantial amount. The Island is hidden and just for dragons, but our mainland claim is in Europe and it is extensive. You have effectively become the most powerful leader the supernatural world has seen in a very long time. The black wolf wasn’t wrong in saying you are important. You indeed are, A Queen, an Alpha and a Luna.” Cadmus said as he watched all of us from behind the desk, pacing the floor slowly as he talked. “So…the council already sees her and by extension us as a threat doesn’t it?” Laris ask

I tried to walk past but they blocked my way. "Great! a dumb too" "Gardenia stop it" a male voice boomed. "Why should I. If a common half-breed has the opportunity to rule us, I think I have a chance too" so that was her problem. She wanted to be Thane's mate. "The king needs a strong queen not a weakling. An asset. The people need a strong queen not a puny half-breed who can't even stand up for herself" some murmurs of approval was heard. For the first time in my life, I felt extreme hate for another person. Intense anger burned through me. I clenched my fists tightly and met her eyes.

Now they blue haired, tanned skin beauty were sitting on her throne, pondering about her country plaguing troubles. Queen Aqeesha Eloesa the 10th is a wise ruler, under her leadership, her country were still standing despite the unrelenting assault of the sea monster, and she wanted for it to be kept that way and continues to survived. But reality has always been a bitch, Right now in these month the sea monster attacked has been increasing again and again, just this morning they have been attacked for 3 hours and the situations were dire. “Great Mother…Duchess Kolarova Qonn, has arrived..”. (Castle attendant)

Across the dark water, inside the iron-hulled belly of the western vanguard, the pirate-king looks down at a flickering green monitor. The scrolling text is short, precise, and fatal: The stray's fire is broken. She is nesting. The throne is unguarded. Malakai lets out a slow, wicked chuckle that ripples through the salt-smell of his cabin, his fingers tracing the silver hilt of his cutlass as the high tide begins to lift his ships toward our gates. The target has changed. They are no longer fighting an empire; they are hunting a queen who cannot burn.

, I begin. "Fuck, he sounds hot." Adele groans and flattens herself on the bed. I stare off to the side before sighing, "He is, very much so," I respond. "So, who exactly is he? Is he a student at our school or someone you met on a job?" Before I say anything, I glance at her. "He's the next leader of the Italian Mafia." She gasps and sits up straight, her eyes widening in surprise. "Oh god, he's bound to be a fucking king in the sheets."

the voice said again, softer now. “My Queen,” I answered quietly. A brief silence passed. “You may raise your head,” she said gently. I hesitated… then slowly obeyed. The woman before me carried herself with effortless grace. Her presence was strong, yet not suffocating. Her eyes were observant, wise, and… kind. “I am Queen Seraphina Nightcrest,” she introduced calmly. “Mother to Dalton.” Nightcrest. The name settled with weight. I bowed my head slightly again. “It is an honor, my Queen.”

Standing in my flip-flops wearing a big shirt with male boxers, my hair a messy ponytail and my body bruised and healing, I really felt loved and worthy when I look around seeing almost a hundred men kneeling at my feet. I'm not just anybody. I'm Arianna Romano, goddess of death. The huntress. The Queen.

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.

"F*ck you! Don't be so stupid, you old geezer! We think highly of you, and that's why we want you to follow us. I'll kill you now if you dare to speak another word." Just then, the desert pirates saw Cici and smiled wickedly. "This little girl looks quite pretty. She can be the maid for our Main Leader's wife. Our Main Leader's wife is as pretty as a goddess. She is the Sea Mackie Clan's princess. It is an honor for you to look after her—" Senior Muller, Cici, and the rest were scared, and no one dared to say a thing. However, Ambrose's eyes blinked. He glared at the desert pirate. "What did you say just now? Who is the wife of your Main Leader?"