Queen's Justice Novels & Stories

“Please, Mira. I don’t want to die.” I stared at her. The serpent, broken and bleeding at my feet. The woman who murdered my mother. My hand trembled. The dagger hovered, inches from her throat. The King’s voice echoed in my mind: Mercy is not weakness. It is the sharpest blade of all. But my mother’s voice, softer, older, whispered deeper: Justice is not mercy. It is the final breath of the innocent. I lowered the dagger. “I am not you,” I said quietly. “I am not a murderer. I am not a monster. I am the Queen. And Queens do not kill the defenseless.”

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.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

"As for your father's corpse, once my brother is acquitted, we'll naturally return it to you." I hadn't expected Vivian and Julian to be this devoid of humanity. They were doing everything they could to stop me from attending court because they believed the dead man was my father. If I, the direct family member, refused forgiveness, Vivian's letter would be useless. Consumed by fury, I punched Julian in the face. "You conscienceless animal! You don't deserve to be human!" Vivian screamed and protected Julian behind her, her face full of anger. "Nathaniel Hayes! Do you believe I can send you straight to jail?"

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

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“Framed? Are you a painting that I need to frame you? The orb of justice doesn’t lie. If you want mercy, sign this confession or else I will let the public decide for you. Clearly, every minister here is dirty and compromised. I don’t even want to let this matter sit with the Ministry of Justice like lead.” “How dare you accuse us and play tricks with the public? You are being unjust. We demand a trial in accordance with the law.” “Isn’t that what you denied the former Queen when she was executed for treason? Isn’t your crime worse than hers? How is it any different?” Sebastian asked, his warm and comforting palms rubbing over my exposed mid riff. “My Queen, you are an omega. Is it a crime t

The Queen of the Underworld greeted him with her usual cold expression and fiery robe woven from thin threads, while a gigantic crown with a shining jewel in the middle rested upon her dark-black locks. "Excellent, Frederick." She clapped enjoying the exclusive news. "But...but ma'am-" The queen's servant shook at his post, unable to respond before her majesty. “But what? Is that not what we wanted from the start?” The queen wrote words to remind her faithful servant of her previous orders. Mr. Frederick, helplessly pursed his lips and resorted to silence, straightening his back, at the command of his queen. "Let them finish theirs, Frederick, justice will come at last."

The people's faith in their queen, once shaken by her ill-fated marriage, was restored as they witnessed her unwavering commitment to justice. In a grand courtroom spectacle, Lord Arcturus stood before the council, his facade of authority crumbling under the weight of his crimes. Lady Elizabeth, resolute and unyielding, confronted her father with a mix of fury and sorrow. She demanded the truth, unmasking his web of lies and deceit for all to see.