Queen Amore Novels & Stories

A flicker of recognition passed through his eyes, an acknowledgment of my noble lineage. King Edward’s gaze shifted toward Agnes as I continued, my words infused with a touch of pride. “And this, Your Majesty, is Agnes, the queen of Qarth, She possesses not only beauty that rivals the stars themselves but also a spirit as fierce as the most untamed wildfire.”

She finds it hard to watch Althea, her sister, get tight whenever she comes close, and she always bats her eyes in rejection when she looks at her. Even though I can scarcely see Kohl because of my poor vision, his golden eyes attract my attention when I see him. she said to herself. Kohl's lips were pursed as he looked straight into my soul as they drew closer and shared a passionate kiss. The essence of love overpowered the speed of light that flashed across their heads. Naomi, taken aback by the odd title, questioned, "Who? Me, Queen?" as Prince Kohl whispered to her, "Queen of the iron throne." Just a housekeeper at the Palace, remember? I'm not one of the maids vying for your love.

Her short blonde hair had been pinned behind her back, while she wore a green dress and gold jewelry. “Excuse me for interrupting, Bodhi,” she cut in, her voice filled with disdain. “But the last time I checked, Aqua had not yet undergone the coronation ceremony for Luna Queen. Therefore, she cannot hold that title yet. Am I wrong?” I suppressed the urge to slap that haughty look from her face and turned to Bodhi for an explanation instead. “How the hell did she get out of prison, Bodhi?”

Her mother looked every inch a gothic queen in rubies and black opals. Next came Bessa and Deandra, daring and dazzling, smiling wickedly as they claimed the floor. Then, one by one, the Council witches. Power radiated from them, sharp and undeniable. I held my breath as the herald raised his voice. “Lord Alister Silverlake and the Queen Witch Supreme, Aminda Loretta Bettencourt.” My jaw tightened. With him? Rage boiled as I yanked at my bow tie. Her silver-blond hair fell in perfect waves, black-tipped strands swaying to her waist. Diamonds glittered across her black gown, clinging to every curve. The neckline plunged low—too low. My fists curled. No one else should look at her that way.

"Monarch Mansion is launching tonight too." The name hit me like a sledgehammer. Monarch Mansion. Of course. My jaw clenched involuntarily. The Queen of the West—her timing was no accident. She chose tonight, of all nights, to unveil her ridiculous attempt at a hotel. It couldn't be coincidence. No, this woman—whoever she was—had clearly made it her mission to challenge me, to go after everything I'd built.

Emilia's POV The chamber remained utterly silent. I could still see her. The woman from the Memory Core. The woman who looked exactly like me. The original Moon Queen. The first creator of choice. My hands trembled. "That's impossible." Astra slowly shook her head. "Not anymore." Orionis stared at the Memory Core as though it had revealed something he had spent eternity trying to forget. "Her name was Amara." I looked at him. "You knew her?" He hesitated.

Anna asked "I do" I replied "I, Ruby Mia Story, Daughter of King Trent and Queen Gemma Storm, accept my rightful position as the Queen of Silver Moon coven. I promise to always love, care and protect you, just like my parents did, you are all the members of my family. I promise to always try my best to rule with peace and keep you all safe, I thank you for all the love and support you have always provided me, and I hope I will be able to make all of you proud" I said confidently

Could he have taken her somewhere? The back door opens and Adam strolls in, he looks flustered and jumps when he spots me “Where is Charlie?” “Uh....” “Adam, what have you done with our Queen?” “It wasn’t me” “What was not you?” “She went with Alpha Max” I could not believe what I was hearing “Went where?” “To see someone called Kiwi. It’s a strange name right, is she someone important?” But I just stare at him, Kiwi had been a mess the last time I had seen her, her magic overpowering her because she was not a Lycan, sending her into a craze. Her magic almost broke her.

“Oh of course, well to get this show going I’ll just read out the questions and then you can answer. Hmm, this one is from Kimmy and she wants to know what your plans will be when you’re done with your vacation?” Letting out a sigh, the female host asks. “You know this is such a great question, I also want to know what’s next in store for the Masked Queen?” “When I’m done with my vacation, I’m going to be returning to my home country, South Korea, to continue my career.” “That’s-” I block her out when the exit doors suddenly burst open and flinched, startled. I shuffle further back as heavy footsteps draw closer and black worn-out boots come into view.

Hillary Amelie Marquez is a beautiful and smart-witted woman who has a strong soul and owns a big heart. Despite the rumors attacking her to be an infertile woman, behind her fit and young figure, she has kept an undisclosed secret any person should not intend to know. A secret that answers her mysterious background as the faceless heir of the Marquez Corporation, the infamous 'Yama queen' who wrecked the business world as she was titled the very first woman that succeeded in handling a company better than the articles told about her.