Queen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Wait! What?! That's confusing! You said you're the Alpha." "Yes, but so are you." Sage sat up, dragging the sheet around her exposed body. Then she looked over her shoulder and gave me a face of confusion. "Can you please elaborate?" As I sat up, I didn't bother to cover myself, causing my mate's eyes to stare at my chest. I mentally smirked when she blushed but absorbed her question instead. "Well, I was confused too but she said that the previous Queens share the curse with their mate before. Everything just changed when her spirit shattered during the rebellion."

While I cannot deny the way my blood races with her so close, held in my arms, I also cannot forget the look of pain on my mentor's face as she sits next to her wife every night, reading to her as she lies still in her coma, her child growing silently in her womb. If anything, I should want to kill Queenie. I should want to see her tortured and abused. And part of me does want all of that. But that doesn't change that I find her beautiful. "Let me go," she threatens, her eyes ablaze with the black fire of a Fae Queen. I am no longer speaking to Queenie--I'm speaking to Mab. "Good Evening, Queen of Darkness," I spit, my tone growing dark. "You really know when to spoil a moment."

“You are so shameless now, huh? You couldn’t even wait for us to officially reject each other before flaunting your relationship with them?” “Not your business, Rowan,” her tone was bored and impatient. She just wanted the rejection ceremony to be over as soon as possible. She hated still being mated to him, even if it was only for a few seconds more. “I will flaunt my relationship whenever, however, and with whomever I want.” She turned toward the priest, who looked stunned. He had never expected the queen to be this fierce—to talk back so boldly, let alone bring her lovers to the rejection ceremony with her husband.

Was it possible that these two women were in a relationship with Fane? Selena smiled feebly before she made her way toward Fane. Queenie was surprised when she heard Lana’s warning and quickly let go of Fane, though her nerves were still frazzled with excitement. This Queen of War—who was highly regarded by others—became Fane’s fangirl at that instant. Queenie tried her best to maintain calm. She smiled and explained embarrassingly, “My apologies, Selena, I was too excited. I just… I just happened to realize that Brother Fane looked very much like an idol I know, so I couldn’t help myself!”

Tiffany's words drips with scorn, her disbelief evident. "It's utterly preposterous, a feeble, insignificant human presiding over the entire dominion of the Werewolf kingdom as Queen! Do you genuinely believe the council would tolerate such a ludicrous scenario? What you require, Blaze, is a Queen of strength and resilience, a formidable female warrior within our pack, much like myself. I am destined to wear the crown. I've earned the right to be Queen! If you're so infatuated with her, you're welcome to keep her as your slut! I couldn't care less!"

This is the part where they think something romantic and sparkly will happen between both of us. As the only son and the first daughter So, Queen has always made that an entitlement and placed herself as an important figure in my life. When I don't want a chick and I don't want to settle...I want to Just mess around till whenever I find my favorite petal "Queen....." I interrupted her "If you wanna fuck, just say it" She looked at me, it shouldn't be a surprise to her anymore She blinked fast three times and held my face "I want to...badly!" She said in whispers

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.

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her... Slay her dragons... I will.

Not a bride. > A queen.

She scoffs. I raise an eyebrow. “You are mated to three Kings, my love. That makes you Queen in three different Realms.” A flush heats her cheeks, she whispers oh softly, hiding her face in my chest. “You’ll get used to it, I promise.” “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being treated like a Queen.” Jamari mumbles into my chest, getting chuckles out of everyone in the room.