Queen Naija Birth Chart Novels & Stories

I knew he was in a rush to save Yancy Shepherd, who was being abused by her adoptive mother. In our previous life, during our engagement, he had tried to run off to rescue her too, but I had stopped him. I had gently persuaded him to wait until after the engagement. That was the opportunity he used to climb the social ladder, leveraging my family's connections to become the rising star of the elite circle. But this time, I will strip away every bit of that power I gave him, piece by piece. I walked slowly to the center of the stage, gazing down at the curious onlookers, and spoke coldly.

Felix finally strolled in, looking grim. "Tell me," I settled behind my desk, preparing myself for the bad news. Felix glanced around the room, then leaned in slightly. "The information Monique gave you about the Queen of the West..." he paused, watching my reaction carefully. "It's a dead end," My stomach tightened, an uneasiness settling in. Felix shook his head. "The identity she gave you, it belongs to a dead woman. She's been dead for years."

She commenced enjoining her hands together in a clap, “I admire that you think your emotional and mind games can work on me, Zoraida. Since your other daughter is blind... you need a replacement which is me, isn’t it? Aren’t you ashamed? When would you ever learn?” In total confidence, the Queen walked over where her daughter spat. She folded her hands, displaying her tattoos and black paint which was embedded on her nails vividly. “Idiot.” The Queen spat. “You should be grateful I’m given you this spot finally. Do you have any idea of how many people are dying to be this? Have this power? Do you, huh?!”

The queen was happy, Two nurses were assigned to me. I was treated like a queen, whenever I step out it's always in the news, I now have some charity works , sometimes I would represent the queen because since the death of Adeoye and Kemisola she has never been the same , she is always thinking. Adeoye's brother has taken over his brother role, his fiancée is always around and she is always wanting to be all over the place but I made sure I didn't let her outshine me. Five months later , I went for scan and I was carrying babies not baby a boy and a girl.

I get very surprised by the size of it, as I indeed have never been with someone so big. " Are you up to it, my queen? I have many children, but you do not know that all of my wives have died after I fucked them for the third time. I fuck once and plant my child, the second time I fuck is after the woman gives birth as I am aware of my strength and size. You get the idea." He tells me. I reply to him that I am not just an ordinary creature, a woman and that I have not become the Queen for my beauty only.

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha

Your ears picked up on my words right away and reacted. In response to the elderly woman's comments, Esme let out a giddy laugh, but she did not break her expectant gaze. _My youngest son looks just like you. Your hair and eyes are the only things that set you apart. He has eyes fit for a king. "He looks just like me? What exactly is an eye of royalty? Is it because of the colour that it was called that?" _Purple is the colour of royalty. And yes, the two of you are a mirror image of each other. It would be extremely difficult to differentiate the two of you if you stood next to each other and covered your eyes.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

Her eyes met Alexander’s for a moment, and there was something in them—calm, intelligent, unwavering. “What is your name?” he asked again, his voice a touch softer. “Chisom,” she replied. “Daughter of Obinna, the blacksmith.” Alexander studied her. Her posture. Her calmness. She reminded him, not of Daniela, but of a different kind of woman. One who did not carry secrets. One who would not run in the night. One who would not set fire to his legacy and flee. He leaned forward slightly. “Why do you want to be queen?” he asked.

“Just the bac- Yeah, I did have her investigated. The informations were quite interesting and complicated so I won’t dip my body on the boiling hot water. Don’t worry. That woman had fangs of her own.” “Focus on your revenge and not on Oceane’s life.” “I am! This is why I’m giving him this ear cuffs with the symbol of justice as a design. You’ll never know what will happen on that day.” Nymphis picked one of the cuffs and intricately examined the design. “This cost me a huge sum. Once the venue gets chaotic, grab this one for me. I’ll pawned it to get my money back.”