Queen Princess Of The Universe Novels & Stories

The castle's halls are adorned with tapestries woven from celestial threads, depicting celestial beings and celestial events, their vibrant colors seemingly alive with movement. At the heart of the kingdom sits Queen Estella, a regal figure with a crown adorned with stardust crystals that reflect the light of a thousand galaxies. Her long flowing hair, the color of the midnight sky, cascades around her, lending an air of mystery and grace. Queen Estella possesses an innate connection to the cosmos, her presence resonating with the celestial energies that infuse the kingdom.

Elder Percy, the head of the Elder Council, stood forward from where the rest of the council members stood. "We are gathered here today for the Coronation of our new King and Queen of the Werewolf Kingdom." Percy announced. "It is always a great honor to see a new progression of our Kingdom, and we are privileged that our new Queen will be the most powerful Queen we have known, being that she is the direct descendent of our Moon Goddess." He turned to me. "Luna Princess Kari Marit Doyle, As Queen, do you promise to be loyal to the Kingdom." "I do." I said.

Jolene is shocked, “You’re the queen?” Luna corrects her, “I was the queen until my husband cheated on me and I disappeared. It didn’t take long for the new queen to take my position. She thinks I’m dead and it better stay that way because of her and I have to fight. It will be so catastrophic that it could cause thousands of lives. We are considered two of the most powerful beings on the earth.” She pauses, and makes eye contact with Jolene, “No matter what you can never tell a soul who I really am. When the time comes, I will make myself known, but until then it has to stay hushed.”

While her piercing aura was on full display, her curves were quite apparent as well. Any man would find it hard to hold back after seeing such a beauty. But Harvey casually looked away after taking a few glances at her. Queenie rolled her eyes at his reaction. Harvey was such an insensitive blockhead! “Do you think the fourth princess will plan to get you killed? Or is she going to do as you say and kill Vince?” Queenie asked with a frown. “The fourth princess is from The Empire’s royal family, and the fourth successor in line. She’s a true elite,” Harvey calmly replied as he sipped his tea.

But they have to be mated to a human just so they can continue this amazing gift that they had from the moon Goddess. King Darius summoned the witch advisor of the Palace to explain everything about the planned trip of Prince Jack into a far place where he would find his mate the future Luna Queen of the Royal Pack. Moments later while King Darius is seated back at his long golden chair with Prince Jack in the corner standing beside the window pane of their huge meeting hall. The witch advisor arrived dressed up in a dark cloak with the queen beside him, Queen Luna Helen Langstone. "Good morning Alpha King Darius! And Prince Jack,lovely to see you both this morning".

Then she saw Adonis fingertip waving like he's saying a spell. Kyle continued to speak. "...You are not from this clone world, Alexia! You are no ordinary. You aren't from the past nor from the future. You are the princess in the real world. You are the only creature in Discreet World that can destroy and defeat the Black Queen. You are the next person that will soon wear the inherit royal lux crown. You are the next Queen who can save us all! You are the last weapon. " Kyle explained. Alexia shook her body like she wanted to release herself and talk back to them.

Xavier shot me a worried glance, but I shook my head to tell him it was nothing. Once the SIB agents had everyone secured, all of us powerless against them, the dragon queen landed and shifted to her human form. Someone handed her a long, flowing golden robe. She cinched the waist tight, then strode toward us. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders. She looked more like a goddess than a politician. Two men flanked her, the broader one had wavy blond hair and a ruggedly handsome face. The other was a redhead with intelligent green eyes. Caprice Sorrentino, Council Queen, and ruler of the five territories in the United States, paused to survey us. Her keen, hazel gaze landed on me and she coc

I am no longer a lost princess. I am a Queen. Queen of the Underworld. ***

, I asked him, "Because every king must have a queen", he replied simply, "But...", I began still confused as hell, "Do not question my authority", he growled at me, "You shall be my Luna Queen and that is final", he demanded before stomping away... Is this how our conversations are going to be? He should let it drive deep down home that even though I have no boastful rank, I am not the submissive kind. A minute later, an woman who looked to be in her late fifties entered and walked straight towards me, she bowed her head, "Luna Queen", the title gave me slight shivers and entirely dismissed the idea of anyone referring to me as that.

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.”