Queen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

If only Queenie were an excellent girl attitude, she would be a perfect princess. She was as beautiful as her mother, Queen Sarah. She had brown hair and fair skin. Queenie looked like a diamond. Unfortunately, she always made trouble for King Darian and the Bright River Kingdom. They arrived at the altar. Fabian gave his best smile to Queenie. Before her death, Queenie immediately left her father’s arm at her last engagement and entered Fabian’s arms. The Prince of Nicundhra felt very confident. They had met twice before. For Fabian, it was easy to make Queenie become like a lizard attached to the wall. Wherever Fabian went, Queenie always followed him. She became a loyal fan of her future

She was in a dark riding habit, her whip tapping rhythmically against her thigh. "Does he have them, Doctor?" Charlotte’s voice was a whip-crack in the quiet. "He does." Daniel patted his pocket. "And I have the diagnosis you requested. The 'Queen' suffers from a corruption of the flesh. A hidden blight. It’s why the womb remains barren." "A blight?" Charlotte walked a slow circle around Noah, her eyes fixed on the gold collar. "How very tragic. The King must be devastated. A corruption like that... it requires a public cleansing, doesn't it?"

“As long as she is alright now. I can see that you are not lying… this letter is proof she is fine. I just… why did you tell us when she herself didn’t?” I do not know… “I was enjoying the steam that was emanating from the Vampire Queen’s ears. She is truly like Xendaya in terms of temper. But I feel she needs a little colour to her face, so angering her made her turn as bright as a tomato.” I reply mockingly. Picking up a slice of fresh tomato from the salad bowl, I toss it into my mouth, smirking across at the couple. Kian smirks at that. “Well, they are strong women with tempers. But good women.”

Me::: queen I most say your the best so far' Queen;; do you mean despite all your sexual partners no lady has ever given you the way I do? Me;; I know if I say yes you don't believe me but that's the truth. Queen:: wow, so if that's the truth why can't you just stick to me alone since am giving you the best s*x. Me:: Hmmmm I would have really loved to but I know its impossible, you know if I stocked to my ex I won't have discovered you, so you see, Queen:: So you're still searching for someone more than me, I can see you want to die johnny.

As I opened the door of my dorm room, Queenie tore off the face mask on her face and came over to help me with my luggage. She asked as she took my luggage, "Luna, you must've been very kind in your past lives. You have my Prince Charming taking such good care of you." She had seen everything I did downstairs. Fortunately, Colin and I had always acted like siblings. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like a live broadcast with her narrating my life? "When are you going to fix this voyeurism habit of yours? If you like peeping so much, go peep at your boyfriend, Flynn. Why do you like to look at Colin? You keep calling him your prince charming. Aren't you afraid of Flynn getting jealous?"

“As grateful as I am for the kindness the Lycan Prince Spencer has shown me since I entered the palace, it was never my intention to get involved with him.” The queen raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “If you’re going to lie, at least do a better job than that. I can’t believe my poor Spencer ended up mated to someone as pathetic as you. You’re not worth him in the slightest. Maids! Whip her harder.” The maids obey the queen’s commands, but suddenly, I can barely feel the pain. The Lycan Queen’s words echo through my head. ‘I can’t believe my poor Spencer ended up mated to someone as pathetic as you.’

I just want her to keep talking. “What did he do?” “Oh, you won’t believe this,” she says. “He puts his hand on my shoulder... his hand!” Just the memory of this makes her fall back onto the bed and gaze up at the ceiling as if it’s magical. Knowing that she’s the true mate of the Crown Prince, I’m beginning to wonder if maybe it is. I lay back next to her and let out another sigh. I can’t believe my best friend will be the Luna Queen of Forest Kingdom one day!

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."

And he'd be eating her out tonight with that lying, manipulative, skillful tongue while she cried his name. My brain was ashamed of me for making it think that. "Is it too late to apologize for almost killing you?" Although the wording was casual, the remorse in her voice was one I had never thought she was capable of. "Drowning you wasn't my intention." "You're the reason this awful sight is before me, then," She chuckled before countering, "Alright, next time, I will be thorough, so you won't have to bear the sight of the parasite." I knew she was talking about Athena; what was the bet if she found a way to merge with her stoic fiance's body? She'd do it with open arms.

Kiara argued. “This is not a wound that makes me weak, Kia. It’s my inner wounds that make things worse around me,” I said. “Lilith... You deserve to be a Luna. You deserve a prince who treats you like a queen, not Alpha Jeremy,” Kiara mumbled. I forced a smile, then I shrugged my shoulders. “Please bandage my wound and help me put together the clothes I’ll bring to the Moonlight Sonata,” I whispered. “You’re going to stay there?” Kiara asked.