Queen Of Love Novels & Stories

She whispered to me still hugging me and I knew what I should do now. "Queen protects her King no matter what, Love. And the Queen is the highest possession of the King. There is no way that they both give up on each other. I promise you that this will be the war where the Queen is in front to protect her King but your King will be right beside you to protect you" I promised knowing her protective and strong character.

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.

But words failed her, and the weight of her love and the queen’s disapproval rendered her silent. As she stood there, torn between loyalty to Queen Marasela and the undeniable pull of her heart, only one truth remained clear: she loved Lucas. No matter what the queen demanded, no matter how impossible the path ahead seemed, she knew she could not let him go. Even if it cost her everything, even if it meant defying the queen herself, she would fight for the man who had become her entire world.

The message read: There's a girl His Highness has been entertaining. I'll look into her and provide you with detailed information soon. The Queen clenched her jaw as she put the phone down, her heart burning. Isaac is in love with another girl? Who could she be? Who was able to win his broken heart over? She looked over to the King, who was unyielding to his mother's threats. Knowing very well that he knew even before marrying her three years ago, that she's his son's long-standing lover, she had no option but to be wary of him.

She was in a dark riding habit, her whip tapping rhythmically against her thigh. "Does he have them, Doctor?" Charlotte’s voice was a whip-crack in the quiet. "He does." Daniel patted his pocket. "And I have the diagnosis you requested. The 'Queen' suffers from a corruption of the flesh. A hidden blight. It’s why the womb remains barren." "A blight?" Charlotte walked a slow circle around Noah, her eyes fixed on the gold collar. "How very tragic. The King must be devastated. A corruption like that... it requires a public cleansing, doesn't it?"

I stopped breathing. "...Choosing her how?" I whispered. Then followed the sentence, which broke it all: "I'm abdicating the throne." My pen dropped out of my hands and fell on the floor. "You... you're WHAT?" "I'm stepping down." "Rowan—no! You're the king! You cannot-- you cannot leave a whole kingdom because-- "Because I'm in love?" He finished quietly. "Auri... I'm not asking for permission." My throat contracted in agony. I threw myself aside and stood pacing.

My hand trembled as I pushed my hair back, forcing myself to hold his dark gaze. “Why do you always have to be this harsh? Is that how you show love? Is that why you married me?” He studied me, unblinking, then said with quiet mockery, “I do not think that was love. Maybe it was attraction. And perhaps it is gone now.” The world felt like it was collapsing with every single word. I fought to keep my voice steady. “You only wanted to ruin my life, did you not? This attraction should have ended long before this moment, not now, not when I am bound to you by marriage.”

It was a universe of contained darkness, a captive god, held in check by the infinite, unyielding power of a love that had transcended death. She was the Queen. And her kingdom was now the entire world.

“You may have reached a point in your life where nothing matters, but that doesn’t mean you can just wake up, fall in love, announce a claim on me, and expect to win me over.” With a flick of her finger, the door behind them exploded with a deafening boom. “I’m not something you can have just because you can’t control your lust, Ryker Wraithe,” she said, now standing barely an inch from him. “I am the Queen who chooses her king…” She paused for a moment, meeting his wolf’s eyes, and added, “and that king is not you.” Her voice rang out in the room, her white-golden aura flaring with power. Without another word, she turned and left.

I went to find the first-aid kit to treat the wound myself. The woman in the mirror was pale, the blood on her forehead having clotted into a dark red line. Outside, the nannies' undisguised mockery cut through the door. "A fallen princess from a ruined family, still putting on airs. She's worse than a maid!" I curled up on my narrow single bed, the cut on my forehead still throbbing dully. Yes, the last princess of the Rossi family. The same woman Bruno had sworn to love for the rest of his life ten years ago, his eyes red with emotion.