Queen Clarion Novels & Stories

“Si.” “What about our children?” “Well, our first daughter is promised to Dmitri Orlov who is keeping my throne warm as we speak. Our sons will just have to learn how to play nicely and share. Per favore, Leo…. Don’t fight me on this.” “You do realise that the title Defiant Queen is so fitting for you?” His voice softens, followed by the look in his eyes. It’s almost like he is proud of me for following my heart. “So, does that mean the boy can stay with us?” Hope lines my voice.

Fiona asks. I do not answer immediately. Instead, I walk toward the window. The sunlight is brighter now. Warmer. But something about today feels heavy. Uncertain. “I do not know,” I admit. Fiona steps closer. “They are both beautiful.” “Yes,” I say quietly. But beauty is not the problem. What tonight represents is. A gathering. All the queens present. Lila will be there. Idra will be there. Everyone will be watching. Judging. Waiting. I place both dresses carefully on the bed.

“Let me know if you need any help. Don't be afraid to reach out to me. You're like a daughter to me. My wife sends her greetings and regrets that she can't be here. I'll allow the guard to tell you everything that belongs to you now. I'll take my leave now. Congratulations, Luna.” Does the Queen know me too? Maybe I'm some type of celebrity and I didn't even realize it. I bowed my head as he walked out of the room and only looked up when I heard the door close. “According to the decree placed on this day, Roshida Clark has become the fourteenth Luna and Fortieth leader of the Raven Claw Pack. With this position, follows possession of the Blue Ridge Fortress and the Land south of the Lycan Ki

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

Once Mikael moved away, I nudged Kian. "I couldn’t agree more. I am Morgana Araqiel, Queen and Luna of Clair De Lune, and I would settle for nothing less." I teased, making Kian chuckle and pulling me against his hard, firm chest. I gasped, my heart skipping a beat thanks to his sexy chuckle that even made a few who stood around stare in our direction. I didn’t blame them, our king never laughed, well in public anyway. "I never get bored of that line… although I like it a lot more now." He murmured.

"My people, we thank you for gathering tonight to celebrate the first birthday of our son, our Crown Prince Claudian V," Alpha King Claudian began, his voice deep and warm, carrying easily across the hall. Beside him was Luna Queen Rachelle, looking radiant, poised, the very embodiment of strength and grace. She inclined her head, her silver crown catching the light. She looked every bit the legend I had admired since girlhood. She was the first female battle commander and general, the Luna Queen who had led armies, the woman who changed laws so daughters could inherit titles in their own right. She was the proof that women could rise.

I asked. “The queen was fighting with Kion, and I could no longer see them. Ophelia had created clones and monsters, and queen Aurora had been battling with the clones, but of the real Ophelia, we have no idea where she is, along with Kion and queen Estelle,” she said, bowing her head. I took a deep breath, but I could only smell dead bodies and burned flesh. “Spread out and find the queen!” I yelled. “Let’s check the palace,” Aunt Clara said, and we all went back towards the palace. I grew more worried as the second went by. I really hope she is safe.

Mobali replied. Farah turned to him, looking into his ocean eyes. "Who is she? The white-haired staying in the Supreme Luna Queen's Quarters?" Mobali hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting away from Farah's intense stare. "Her name is Kaerlia. She's the future Supreme Luna Queen of Crescent Hills. She's supposed to be my second chance mate, but with you back I don't know what to believe anymore. " Farah's thoughts raced as she processed this new information. She had returned to a world she barely recognized, one where someone else held the position she once aspired to.

I asked, slightly breathless. Clarence looked offended on behalf of fashion itself. “You’re the Queen Luna. You don’t need things. You deserve them.”

The room fell quiet immediately, all eyes turning to him. “My pack,” Tariq began, his voice strong and commanding, “tonight, I introduce to you someone very special. Leah has been through much, and she has proven her strength time and again. She will be your Luna, your queen, and she will stand by my side as we lead the Fireblood pack into a new era.”