Queen Naija Birth Chart Novels & Stories

He noticed Queen Bihadlly stood by the god Kings side looking stoic, and he felt compelled to go to her. He felt terrible now for not believing Flossina when she had told him she had spoke with her mother before. He recalled he had brushed it off as nonsense and made her feel like she was going mad because of the potions he had given her. Standing here seeing the Queen’s regal beauty and the striKing resemblance to the woman he loved, he felt like a giant ass, and knew without a doubt he had to get back to her to help her. “That is my sister Khepri, Goddess of rebirth, the sunrise and scarab.” The Kings voice echoed around them.

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

“Si.” “What about our children?” “Well, our first daughter is promised to Dmitri Orlov who is keeping my throne warm as we speak. Our sons will just have to learn how to play nicely and share. Per favore, Leo…. Don’t fight me on this.” “You do realise that the title Defiant Queen is so fitting for you?” His voice softens, followed by the look in his eyes. It’s almost like he is proud of me for following my heart. “So, does that mean the boy can stay with us?” Hope lines my voice.

I was born to be the Luna queen No surrender. Not now. Not ever.

Marcelo said. Naomi immediately stood up and opposed it, commoners especially Jenifer who was a mixture of werewolves and ordinary humans could not become queens. Naomi continued to talk a lot because she didn't like Jenifer becoming queen. "The crown prince must remember, that a queen is the result of a political marriage between nobles that benefits the royal party," Naomi said. "Don't you know who my mother is. The current queen?" asked Marcelo. "I know, Her Majesty the current Queen is a mixture of ordinary people born on the full moon and her father is the war general Lord Alesandro," Zoya replied.

A flicker of recognition passed through his eyes, an acknowledgment of my noble lineage. King Edward’s gaze shifted toward Agnes as I continued, my words infused with a touch of pride. “And this, Your Majesty, is Agnes, the queen of Qarth, She possesses not only beauty that rivals the stars themselves but also a spirit as fierce as the most untamed wildfire.”

Melina's expression was a tumultuous mix of surprise and anger as she questioned, "Oh wow! So, the doctor knows about this too. Who else is aware of our situation?" The king, taking on a composed demeanor, replied, "Melina, let me explain everything. I recently paid a visit to the doctor to address our prolonged attempts at conceiving a child. It seems our numerous encounters have yet to yield the desired result, and it was then that the doctor mentioned your age as a potential factor. He indicated that the chances of your pregnancy would be more favorable after your eighteenth birthday, which, if I am not mistaken, falls next week. Additionally, he confirmed that you are a Mid Leo, shedding

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

she asked but Naomi shook her head. “No, Alex. That's not the case. This is something else entirely.” She said. “Okay, so you believe me?” she asked, hoping that she does. Naomi hesitated for a moment and then she nodded. She knew that Alex had no reason to lie or make a fuss. So, if this was true, then Alex wasn't just a normal werewolf, she was a destined queen. A queen werewolf was someone who was born to naturally be mated to an alpha, and no gift can ever be used against her when she was of age. That must have been why she was able to see what she did, it was possibly what triggered it because since it couldn't work against her, it would work for her.

“I think you’re meant to rule Eastonia one day, not me.” “You’re right.” Her eyes meet mine, bold and bright. She’s all Firestone. Dark brown hair, stunning sea-green eyes. The height. The hardness. The brutality I’ve never had. I might be a nutcase, but that’s strictly the result of my parents’ bold genetics mingling, not fate. Naomi was born to be a queen in her own right. Not by marriage. Not to share the role with a man. She is everything I can’t be for Eastonia.