Queen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Damien had a confused head because his little lover was not the mate that he expected but some unknown woman. Damien gritted his teeth. "You get up for me!" All of the guest and slaves kneeling down and saluting to their queen was startled with this thunderous roar. As they trembled in fear and just got up. Because. What can a Queen do to a King? Especially if they still do not know what this queen is capable of doing? Damien calmed down seeing that all of those guests still listened to him. The Queen, the woman in a white dress had tears hanging onto her eyes after

Kenji loosens his hold on the Vampire, causing him to drop to his knees in front of me, his surprised eyes moving from Kenji to me. A smirk appears on the man’s face yet again. ‘How fortuitous.’ His eyes gleam with unchecked desire. ‘Maybe I will not have to get rid of the new Queen afterall.’ His calculating eyes roam over my body, making bile rise up, burning my throat. ‘She is much more beautiful than Serena afterall.’ “The name is Damian, my Queen.” His hand reaches up to grab mine within his cold grasp once again, his eyes locked onto my face as he gives me a charming smile.

“Cain is a formidable champion, worthy of admiration.” The queen’s eyes sparkled with a mix of desire and a touch of whimsy. “More than just admiration, my dear maid,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I cannot help but imagine what it would be like if he were by my side, ruling beside me as my king.” Agnes’s eyes widened, realizing the depth of the queen’s infatuation with Cain. She listened intently, her heart skipping a beat, as the queen continued to share her thoughts and desires.

I turn and walk towards the door, I do hope she is Ashley’s mother, she’s already bonded with Brandon, and he seems very comfortable with her. Returning to our room I find my Queen sitting on the bed in the very sexy string that I’ve seen before, her cheeks are stained red as she smiles at me shyly. I place Brandon in his crib and take no time to remove my own clothes. I approach the bed, and my eyes rake over her body in the tiny string that thankfully does not cover much at all and my cock is at full attention and ready for action. She giggles, “Grace thought you might like this.” I growl, “Grace is wrong, I love it and you my little kitten are so sexy,” I hover over her and smile down

“She’ll never give you what a real mate can. You think she can stand beside you when real war comes? She’s a child who was groomed to smile and obey.” I still didn’t speak. He leaned back. “You think you’re in love now. Wait until she starts asking questions you can’t answer. Wait until she gets sick of your ghosts.” There was venom in every word. Not because he believed it, but because he wanted to wound me one last time. “You’re wrong,” I said at last, quiet but firm. “She’s not perfect. She’s not a queen or a warrior. But she’s mine. And she saved me more times than you ever did.”

Liliana heaved a sigh, “She could not beat me in exams. So, she decided to get ahead of me by ensuring that I would be incapacitated and unable to write exams. She is laughable. Truly!" She sighed at the wasted potential and added, "The fact is she can’t touch me. She might not know it, but we know she can’t.” “Mer is the heir of Jacobsen. Vivian will toe the line with Mer. Even if she doesn’t, Mer is flanked by a bodyguard all the time."

Angelique’s face flushed with anger as she stormed out. “That bitch really needed someone to shut her up,” Alejandro muttered once the door closed. “Where the hell did she think she was?” “How dare she call herself queen?” Cornelia said. “See why I told you not to give up on Trunks?” Ryan added. Suhee crossed her arms, calm and unbothered. “I left her Trunks, but I’ll never leave her my title. Until I graduate, the only queen of Stanton will be me.” Later that day, Angelique sat alone in the park, the scene replaying endlessly in her mind.

The bond grew stronger, wrapping around them like warm lightning, and for the first time, Raven allowed herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, she didn’t have to face the council, the rogues, or her fears alone. She is the Alpha Queen. He is Human And whether she liked it or not She was his And he was hers.

The Queen’s voice rolled out like thunder, echoing inside Emma’s skull as well as the room. “You have been prepared so beautifully, little pledge. Your cunt is open, dripping, and begging to be owned. Now… I claim you.” She dropped to her knees with predatory grace. Her hands, claws tipped in darkness gripped Emma’s thighs and shoved them even wider, folding the freshman nearly in half. The Queen’s face hovered inches from the wrecked pussy. Her long, forked demonic tongue slithered out, easily ten inches long, ridged, and dripping with aphrodisiac venom.