Queen's Rebellion Novels & Stories

"You must do it quickly; you need to regain the queen's power memories before she wakes up." Mrs. Vinlot finished speaking, and the screen in front of Roley's eyes also went off. He tiredly sat down in his chair and put his hand on his forehead, wanting to get a deep sleep. He had to try daily for many years because of the power to revive the Queen. Until now, he didn't know any information about where the Queen was; he just followed Mrs. Vinlot's instructions. Roley sighed for a while and then stood up; he would continue his mission for one year. He'll join Hana's forces if the Queen doesn't show up a year later. Thinking about it, Roley stood up, put on his shirt, and walked out.

He was sucking on his thumb. "I had been looking for you, my queen," he said. "Why are you here Lord Henry?" "It’s time for the prince to go back and claim his legacy, my queen." She raised an eyebrow. "What legacy? Lorna is finished. It is under Vatsaya occupation now. I just want my grandson to remain safe, I lost my son, my husband everyone. I don’t want to endanger my grandson now." "I understand my queen, but the time is ripe for you to return. The rebellion has started, and the lost princess is back." He smiled.

“What?” There was no stopping now. I had single-handedly embarked on the journey of no return, and I had now reached a point where I couldn’t turn back, no matter what I did. “Yes. He is the leader of the Onyx Herald Rogues. He has been planning a rebellion for years now. And this kidnap is just one way of getting his point across. He wants the people to get tired of your rule and turn against you.” I spat out. Queen Sophia shook her head.

The elder takes a step forward in my direction. "Mayari Moonsbane." The sound of my name on his lips causes the hair on my hands to stand. “You stand before the council today, accused of the murder of the heir of the Valkyria pack." I lift my head slowly, the chains around my hands and feet rattling violently from the intensity of the rage that is currently coursing through my body. "I killed no one and you know it," I spit. "But then again, my words mean nothing to you, do they?"

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

Pixy could help her calculate about whatever was waiting out there beyond the walls for whoever had written those words. "We find them," she said finally, "tonight if we can.” "Sera, it's the middle of the night. The streets aren't secure.” "I know.” "You sure about this" She looked back down at the note, the title pressing into her chest with a weight she suspected wasn't going anywhere no matter how many times she insisted it didn't belong to her. "They called me queen," she said quietly. "Doesn't mean much unless it actually means something when it counts.”

“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.

Currently, there were no tunnels which Marcus’ people could use to get inside without Daniel knowing about them. “You should announce that the queen gave birth to a girl.” David insisted. Disclosing such information would have only one effect, which David hoped for. Several months ago, they lost the chance to get revenge on the Lycan king because Daniel cared too much about the girl but now, since the baby was finally out, David could use the child. Daniel had no blood connection to this child, so he hoped to use the baby as a decoy for the Lycan king to show himself once again.

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.

The rule of cardinal chooses the next queen, it's what chose her. Honestly, rumours of a rebellion had been going around but she didn't think it was true. Seeing as she stayed near the countryside she barely had any opportunities to stay up to date with the current affairs. When they had reached the fountain at the center of the maze, Lucian turned to stand in front of her. "The rebellion does not believe in the power of the cardinal. They believe that it's leading the kingdom to disaster and that it's time for new ways. Truth be told the past few queens weren't doing what was best for Nydisia including my mother,"