Queen Never Cry Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"Is that your headache right now?" The Queen’s lips pressed into a line. "You don’t understand. We’re Lycans. We are—" "Stop that, Mom! This isn’t about pride. We need Marissa. Justin is running on fumes." The Queen’s hand trembled, and her face twisted like someone had slapped her. Then her eyes welled up. She wiped them quickly, but the tears kept falling—silently. I stared at her helplessly, watching her strength melt before me. She didn’t speak. She just cried.

[i am now with you]. I jolt when I hear her voice. I snap my eyes around the blank space. “Where are you? Did you suddenly decide to play hide and seek? This isn't funny.” ...[i am with you. you will hear me in your head whenever i speak from now on]... I slap my hands to my head as her voice rings loudly in my ears. I fall to the ground. “What is this?” I pant. ...[you are the queen of Alkhemi, you must choose your king wisely. don't be blinded by lust, November]...

"C–C–Cynthia it is not crying. Cynthia, my baby is not crying! what did you do? Cynthia what did you do!? Why is my baby not crying, Cynthia?" The queen had become luny, at that moment. She questioned the chief nurse as she pointed her forefinger, at the poor-old-woman. "your highness. I'm sorry I didn't hit the prince to make him cry, it's just that I got carried away by the joy, and I started dancing, my queen. I didn't do anything to the prince, my queen please forgive me!" Now that the queen had become crazy, and was accusing Cynthia, the poor-old-woman was trembling and started crying. She wished in her heart and prayed that the prince, wasn't dead.

“The prophecy.” Silence followed that word immediately. Even through the wall I could feel the tension shift. Then another witch snapped softly, “Not this again.” “No,” the first replied calmly. “Listen to me carefully before dismissing it.” Something moved strangely beneath my skin the second she said that. I swallowed hard and kept listening. “Before the eclipse,” the witch whispered carefully, “the Queen of the Night will reveal herself. A creature born of fang, blood, and magic. One body carrying all three.”

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

I am not sure how long it has been but I can hear beeping , a sound I have heard more than once . I can hear the mumbling of people talking , I try to open my eyes but a splitting sore pain shoots through my head . Sensing the spike in my heart rate I feel a hand on my cheek . “Hey , breathe it's ok you're safe” It's the Queen , Mama . I slowly open my eyes , trying to ignore the pain in my head . The green eyes of the Queen look down at me with sad eyes , why is she sad? I am alright . “Where is Kurat?” I ask as my dry throat rasps out the words .

George: But we don't even have a good solid plan, what if this fails? Queen Victoria: It definitely won't! Get your boys ready for attack! George: Yes my queen. To be CONTINUED Next chapter drops this night guys if i'm impressed with the amount of likes and comments ❤❤

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—

By now, the entire plan for today had unfolded before my eyes. Julian might be innocent, but Antonio... whether it was that humiliating marital contract or Isabella's appearance later, everything told me this was all orchestrated by the man in front of me. Since that's the case, I don't need to hold back anymore. "Since childhood, I've never lacked money." "Do you really think money solves everything?" I turned to leave. Marcus looked displeased. "The Don is right here, and this is how you behave?" He turned to Julian. "Don, since this woman is ungrateful, don't bother trying to save face for the family!"

“I broke it. I..” “Bonds cannot be severed by words,” the Queen said sharply. “Not true ones. Not fated ones.” The heat surged, curling low in my belly, dragging a moan from my throat. Roses began to cry in the Queen’s arms, and I reached for her desperately, clinging even as my body betrayed me. “Hold on,” the Queen whispered, though even she looked shaken. “It will pass—”