Queen Maeve Novels & Stories

Tessa followed behind me, a box nesting on her hands. “Greetings, Mother,” I said, performing the slight curtsy she had taught me a few months ago. Lady Maeve came from a royal family and valued elegance to her core. With the royal family backing her, dealing with Lady Maeve required strategy and not blunt confrontation. She didn’t respond, her attention fixed on her phone as she scrolled leisurely. Probably still reeling from yesterday’s events. Madam Grace, seated beside her, scoffed, curling her lips into a cruel smile.

she squeaks at the end. A witch? Another fucking witch? “What's the witch’s name?” Rich snarls at her. When she doesn’t immediately answer, Xander extends his claws into her neck, making her yelp. “Maeve. Maeve Cross.” “Did you know?” Rich snarls at her. “Did you know that she could feel it when we were intimate?”

One of the women moved closer, and then she said,” Great Lycan King, permit us to have a word with your most prized treasure, the future Luna Maeve. Maeve looked at the woman in awe, then her brows furrowed into a frown as she opened her mouth to speak, but I quickly cut in and said, ”You may speak,” “Thank you, Lycan King,” she said with a faint smile, while Maeve glared at me.

Taylon stood nearby, his jaw clenched in absolute agony, entirely torn between his duty to protect his pack and the desperate grief of his sister. "There might be another way, Your Highness." The soft, hesitant voice cut through the shouting. I turned to see Maeve standing near the stone steps of the keep. Beside her stood another young woman, clutching a bundle of dried herbs to her chest. She had messy auburn hair, dirt beneath her fingernails, and the quiet, observant eyes of someone who spent her entire life overlooked by the warrior class. "Speak, girl," Taylon commanded, though his icy blue eyes softened imperceptibly the moment they landed on Maeve.

yet, I couldn't look away. Aiden remained completely unmoved. He stepped into Maeve's line of sight, his voice cutting through the dying echoes of the rogue's screams. "You dared to lay your filthy, parasitic fingers on what belongs to me," the King hissed, his fangs fully descended as he gripped Maeve by his bloody hair, forcing his head back. "You thought you could touch her and live?" “Her scent of wild berry is intoxicating," Maeve said. Aiden grabbed him by the throat, nearly killing him right there until Alex pushed him aside.

I hadn’t touched it. I never would.A knock echoed against the bedroom door.Before I could answer, it opened. A young maid stepped inside carrying a breakfast tray.She avoided looking directly at me as she placed the food on the table. Her hands trembled.She turned to leave. Then stopped. Without facing me, she whispered so quietly I almost missed it. “Don’t lose hope.” My heart skipped. “What?” She glanced nervously toward the hallway before speaking again. “Someone’s inside the estate.” Everything around me froze.

Maeve said, honey dripping from her voice as she looked into his blue eyes intently. Alistair shook his head as if he is hypnotised by her and smiled, cupping her face. “I shall not leave you.” He said, taking her hand into his giant one and planted a kiss on the back of her delicate hand. Seeing her son’s submission to the slutty woman, Beatrice lost her composure and yelled at Alistair, agitated by Maeve’s compulsion. “Alistair Vane. I am your mother. The queen mother of the great Lycanor Kingdom. I summon you to the prayer room.”

Seeing Maeve like this—relaxed, unburdened by the constant terror of Cynthia's guards or the suffocating weight of hiding—filled Zaria’s heart with a quiet, profound relief. "I still remember you strolling into my garden house the first time we met." Maeve said with a smile. "i remember too. You were the first person to treat me normally. You ordered me around and made me soil my hand in the soil." They both laughed. "Now look at you. After everything, you are now the Sovereign Queen, I can't even order you around again." "Are you sure that you can't order me? You know I will do anything that you ask me to, Maeve." Zaria said genuinely.

He firmly added as there was a round of applause in the room. Someone else would have found an excuse not to work. The person would have used their current state as an excuse, but Alejandro wasn't going to do that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Mama," Maía said her first word. “Aaaw, she just said mama." Zendaya gushed as Maía repeated it. “Baby," Zendaya added carrying her and twirling her around. "Mama missed you baby." She pinched her chubby cheeks. “Welcome, Ma'am." Avana greeted taking her back upstairs.

I mutter with a growl. Mykael glances at me then suddenly looks worriedly at my mother. "Just in case this whole queen-thing goes south, please tell me you have a backup?" My mom sighs and I feel my skin start to crawl under her gaze. "If Maia can't take my place as Queen then werewolves are going to be taken over by feral dragons," she says. My face screws up in annoyance. "So, no pressure then?"