Queen's Justice Novels & Stories

"SILENCE!" The voices died instantly as Jesu commanded the silence. "Seth. Fetch your sister." Jesus's voice held a hidden fury, faking calm. Seth nodded, turning and storming back to the house while Liam watched. "My lord, whatever my whore of a daughter has-" Jesu's words were cut off as soon as they left his lips, Liam's hard glare on him making him tremble in fear. "Do not disrespect my apprentice. She is now a Hunter. If anyone dares to disrespect her, they answer to me."

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

My brother had not acted merely in a thoughtless and momentary abdication but had made a legal decree, which the council had acknowledged. “The kingdom is now deprived of a monarch,” the voice said, stern and implacable. “There is no kingdom that can be left without a king. The stability demands the existence of a sovereign. So, your Royal Highness, you must come back and take the crown at once.” My heart hammered. "I... I cannot," I stammered, and my voice trembled. Rowan made laws that I did not have to live inside the palace. I was never meant to rule. I... I cannot simply give up my life. I have exams. I must have duties here. I... I do not even know how to be queen! I... I have worked s

He merely nodded at him and walked away with his date. A loud clang was heard and silence fell over the ball room. Thane stood up and held his hands out for me. I took his hands and stood up. "I welcome you all to this celebration. As per customs, it is held in honour of our queen, my mate. See her face, know her. You've all sworn allegiance. Any evil thought or deed against her is considered treason" he lifted my hands up and pushing his dominance out so that everybody fell on their knees. He held me tightly so I didn't fall down too.

Victor continued to look down, “There will be war inside the Luna Puer Pack soon and you will have to fight for what is right…” “I will stand by our Alpha… our true Queen, Nicole. I will fight by her side ‘til the end.” Slowly Victor’s gaze looked up, stared straight into Justice’s eyes. “Real eyes realize real lies.” His look is one of unquestioning, “Soon, you will see and you will know.” “I will save my judgment until I prove your words are true and if you are just messing with me.” Justice’s hand fisted, “I will kill you, the disgusting human and your traitor of a queen November.”

Justice would be served, no matter the cost. The air was heavy with anticipation, the silence punctuated only by the soft rustle of papers and the quiet hum of determination. Thane's heart beat with a steady, relentless rhythm, driving him forward with an unyielding commitment to truth and justice. The storm was gathering, and Thane stood at its epicenter, ready to unleash the fury of his wrath upon those who had betrayed and murdered Catherine.

The Luna Queen's presence alone had already signed Don's death warrant. Her voice cut above the din once more. "I will not rest until the man who killed my brother has the full anger of our law. Let this trial be an example that no one, not even an Alpha, stands above justice." The words elicited thunderous applause from the crowd, but to me, they were a death warrant.

“Arrest her!” Guards surge forward, seizing her instantly. I step down from the dais, my voice echoing, unyielding. “I denounce you as Queen! From this moment, you hold no title, no protection, and no privilege. And hear this—anyone who endangered the life of the rightful heir to this throne will face the life penalty: hanging, poison, or permanent imprisonment. No exceptions!” Her uncle, and her complicit ministers are dragged away. Their chains rattle, a rhythmic metallic scratching against the floor, as they remain silent beneath the crushing weight of justice.

“But every game has a loser. And every loser must face the Queen’s justice.” Lena slowly pushed herself up from the bar, her body trembling. She turned to face the room, her legs slick with cum. V gestured for her to stand in the center of the floor. She did, her heart pounding with a new, exhilarating kind of power. “Bull,” V said, his voice hard. “You lost. You came before you were given permission. You showed a lack of control. For that, you must be punished. And the punishment will be decided by Her Majesty, the Queen.”

Another person asked. "Because she's a coward!" Joy said loudly. Everyone gasped again at Joy's obvious jab at the queen. "She wants you to do it so that she doesn't have to do it and be the guilty one," Joy said out loud as she made direct eye contact with the queen. The queen looked Joy right back in her eyes and she said, "you are absolutely correct my friend. I love my family as much as you love yours and I am to weak to make the right decision on the matter, just as I'm sure you would be as well. We are mothers and grandmothers and that makes us warriors for our own flesh and blood. I refuse to risk a wrong decision due to my parental soft spot."