Queen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Not a bride. > A queen.

"Madam, you look beautiful. I bet the king will fall head over heels with you again," says Athena while clapping her hands and adoring the queen. Aileen blinked her eyes and stared at the figure of a woman wearing a pink gown, accompanied by a white-pink slashed cap sequined with white and pink crystals. The queen smiled and replied, "It depends." 'It depends... if he's Shaun. Then he'll surely love the way I look right now. However, if he's in his usual self, he'll simply shrug his shoulders. That guy doesn't have a sense of appreciation,' says the voice inside Aileen's head.

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.

Julius steps in, eager to show me to the door. I stare at Alpha Dante, hot shame and embarrassment causing tears to prick my eyes. He meets my eyes, the rest of his handsome face is cold as ice but those eyes…they stare at me like he wants to close the distance and sink his teeth into my neck. Why won't he just do it? Is it something about me? Am I that unattractive to him? That has to be it. Fuck. I was so stupid. He has the Queen. And she’s a bombshell. Why did I think my seduction tactic would work?

That’s interesting. "Alright, do you think your queen knows who and what my parents are?" I asked Cassandra as I am really curious about them now. Maybe I can find some information about my father and know what my mother is. But I'm sad to know that she's dead already. And perhaps one of them is a vampire or a witch, if I really am a witch. This information is truly insane. "Yeah, very much. She knows a lot of things. She's the Queen of the Northern Witches. You’ll be glad to meet her, and she’ll be glad to meet you, too." She replied, sounding so excited.

“Father, I don’t have time for your games.” My father looks over my shoulders and gives a disapproving look. “I see you’re sleeping with the help again.” “Excuse me!” “Henry, you need to-” I hear a door slam behind me and turn around and Penelope is no longer behind me. “That is no way to speak to my queen,” I fume, “I don’t care who you are, I will not tolerate people disrespecting my woman like that.” My father laughs, “Don’t be ridiculous Henry, you cannot possibly be considering that whore as your-”

I shook my head, "No, thanks to you, I don't feel a thing." "Look at me," he requested. I chuckled, "Isn't that what I am doing?" He nodded, "Okay, I need to confess something to you, Ria." I nodded, gesturing for him to proceed. "I have a sweet cousin, called Queen," he began. "She fell for this guy, Shawn and their love didn't seem possible, but they wouldn't give up on being with each other even when it meant death for both of them. At the time, I wondered what Queen was thinking and I also tried talking what I believed was some sense into Shawn but my words fell on deaf ears.

I managed a polite smile on my face though my heart was slit cut by how she insulted me. “She can’t reject you, Alpha Noel,” Luna Queen spoke, rising from her throne. “It all happened so suddenly that she didn’t know how to react. I’m sure that you both will accept each other and fall in love when you’ll spend time together so I request you to take Elara with you for a few weeks till we arrange her throne ceremony,” she proposed and I gauged my mate’s expressions who had her eyes widened which made her look cuter. “As you command, Luna Queen. But I have one condition,” said I, looking at Elara who had her eyes on me now.

“I’m a Ravenfield, the rightful Alpha of that pack, of my home. I will lead them and care for them just like my father taught me. I will also be Queen because I have a partner who’s willing to help me, who’s comfortable and happy with me being my own person. I will do both because both are my birthrights, and no one will tell me otherwise.” “Well said, my dear.” Callan praised as he grinned at me and smirked at his mate with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Such fire. Don’t cower in the icy stare of a woman who delights in making people feel small or inferior, because you are anything but. She is most assuredly a good match for our Cadmus.” I blushed deeply and hid my face as a few of the other

She was trapped, watching herself kneel before the Queen. The real Mia stumbled, clutching at her head. “She’s trying to… replace me.” Damian grabbed her shoulders. “Fight it!” But it was more than possession. It was rewriting. The Queen’s hand reached down in the vision, brushing Mia’s cheek with terrible tenderness. “Day Three brings the fracture. Day Four brings the claim. Do you understand? You’re not resisting me—you’re becoming me.” “NO!” Mia roared, and the real clearing exploded.