Queen Of Love Novels & Stories

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

"Love is stronger than any power or throne. Rueben and I belong together, and we will find a way back to each other, no matter what you do." The queen's eyes flashed with anger, and she took a step towards me, her voice filled with malice. "You are a fool, Naomi. Love cannot save you from the consequences of your actions. If you continue to defy me, I will make sure that you suffer in ways you cannot even imagine." I stood my ground, refusing to back down. "I will not be silenced, Your Majesty. Our love is worth fighting for, and I will not let you destroy it." With that, the queen turned on her heel and stormed out of the room, leaving me alone with Demetrius.

"We both know you wouldn't have done that. You and I both know you two planned to ruin my relationship." Sophia's expression hardens, a flash of anger in her eyes. "And you and I both know you don't deserve him. You're not fit to be queen." I close the cabinet with a decisive thud and turn to face her. "Then why is he still with me? Not because I'm fit to be queen, but because he loves me." For a moment, Sophia is silent, her confidence wavering. "Exactly," I continue, "now try apologizing, and this time, mean it."

Not a bride. > A queen.

Kiana watches her, a small smile resting on her lips. There is something comforting about this. The movement. The voices. The certainty that everything is coming together. “Do you like it?” the Queen asks suddenly, turning back to her. Kiana blinks, then looks down at herself. At the fabric. At the details. At the care woven into every thread. “Yes,” she says softly. Then, with more certainty, “I love it.” The Queen’s expression softens. “Good,” she says. “It should be worthy of you.”

Today was one of those warm winter days when a cardigan was safe for an outing, the grass was less frosty and damp, and the trees were more radiant than most days. “Are the love adventures not so adventurous today?” I turned on my seat, coming face-to-face with Queen Shekinah in all her glory. My eyes zeroed on the book and I shut it with a soft sigh. I hadn't realised that I was completely zoned out and staring into space. “It is more of a memoir than a romantic story,” I said, running my hand on the back cover. “Hmm… what is it about?” The queen asked, making herself home on the chair next to mine.

"Rancel seeks Cinhard's affection, her actions shaped by my design. Little does she know, the very thing she desires is part of a larger plan, a web that extends far beyond her grasp." The queen's fingers drummed rhythmically on the armrest of her throne, her eyes glinting with an almost otherworldly awareness. "Love, power, desire," she whispered to herself, "these are the tools with which I mould their fates. Mortals are such fragile creatures, driven by passions they barely comprehend. And I, the queen of shadows, master the art of wielding those passions as weapons."

“Love? Karel, the only person you love is yourself. You didn’t move a finger for me or Gael. You just want the position of Royal Beta to gain influence, power, and money.” Karel simply smiled in silence. “Luckily for you, I am already bringing our goal closer. While you are failing, I am thriving,” she cooed. “The King is back, and now he receives a new poison daily. One that is nearly impossible to detect. It stores itself slowly in his tissues.” The Queen reached down, sliding her hand under her long skirt to slowly remove her lace panties.

I asked the elder. "There can be a royal couple for each order, so yes, there can be." "Then we accept," Tyler's voice rang out. Huw and Jenny were crowned and named Alpha and Luna of Black Water. I was so happy for my friend and sister. After everything she has been through and sacrificed for everyone, including myself, she is now getting her reward. I still love her as my best friend and that won't change, but she is now MY LUNA MY QUEEN. THE END

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her... Slay her dragons... I will.