Queen's Rebellion Novels & Stories

It was the evil queen’s doing. The evil queen, who was an evil witch before, was taken in by a king and made her his wife. But, the king died of illness, and they had no children. Some noble lord wanted to take over the kingdom – in short, to rebel. However, they were stunned when they saw their queen march along the army and apprehended them one by one! They were extremely frightened, and they wanted to deny that they wanted to rebel. Yet, the queen threw the evidence to their faces, and they were all beheaded!

I ran to the highest part of the hill where the creature had slowly moved to and propelled myself in the air right above the creatures' neck and swung down as I landed back on the rocky hill with the creatures' head severed from its neck. The people roared in victory as the Clabawakis head rolled down the hill along with its body. I stumbled down the hill, the sound of the people's joy filling my ears. The Red Queen watching in horror the events ordered her soldiers to attack us, but from the fight, it was obvious that the White Queen had won and now had authority over them and most importantly, the queen of cards was a terrible ruler to them so they were more than happy to rebel against her

This was his last command so that he could return to his beloved, but the assistant's revelations would not end. "Your Majesty, I humbly acknowledge my transgressions against the Queen and offer my sincerest apologies once more. The knowledge I am about to impart is applicable to you. The rebels, in their cunning strategy, have devised a plan to transform themselves into vampires, all in an effort to destroy your forces. It appears that they have even enlisted the aid of some of your own kind who have defected to their cause. The names of their esteemed commanders, as per my sources, are none other than Viktor, Evelyn, and Gustave."

The one who walked too lightly for a man with so much knowledge. He bowed, lower than usual. “Forgive the intrusion, my queen. I bring news... and perhaps an opportunity.” I said nothing. Only tilted my head. He closed the door behind him, stepping further into the chamber, his expression tight with urgency. “The northern rebellion is growing. They seek a figurehead. Not a warrior. A queen. A symbol.”

“But rebellion started brewing in the kingdom when several women died from being overexerted as Scribts. And Nathaniel was the one leading the rebellion. They didn’t want a king who was so weak that he couldn’t govern the kingdom, they wanted a warrior. So a match was organized between Markus and Nathaniel to determine the next ruler. A match to the death. I couldn’t do anything but stand and watch because even Markus’s parents were in favor of the match. But I knew the outcome right from the start. Markus wasn’t a warrior. He was a poet and a sculptor.” The Queen looked back at the fountain, at the angels and I knew even before she confirmed it that this had to be one of Markus’s works. “Th

They distanced themselves from the Capital city and the royal family itself, they terrorize their own lands and frame it on the royal family tyrant act. Queen Romella who's known for her ruthlessness as she made public of her vengeance story, got her reputations smeared, even more, the public swayed to the ploy of the Noble Coalitions. By last year, finally, the civil war breaks out, the citizen was killed and victimize by the Noble Coalitions and the blame was put on the throne, Queen Romella who have a very little control on the nations were unable to react to the Noble Coalitions moves. Each day she was branded as a killer by her own subject, by the times she wanted to retaliate, it's alr

Angela Rizzo spent ten years scrubbing floors for the Bellini family. Ten years of whippings, stolen wages, and swallowing her pride like it was water. Then the apocalypse came, and the people she kept alive tied her to a pole and left her for the dead. She died screaming. Then she woke up two months before the end of the world, with a system in her head that could see anyone's secrets and a single goal burned into her bones: never be anyone's sacrifice again. "You think you can talk to me like that because I'm a maid?" Angela straightened her back, her eyes cold enough to freeze the room. Carmela laughed, thick and ugly. "You ARE a maid. You're lower than the rats in the basement, girl.

He bows to me with respect, declaring to the court, “Kneel to the new Queen of East Millsdearne, Queen Adria Canmore. Hail the queen.” The people in the court do not budge, as they sit in their seats. I descend on the throne - missing the crown on my head, grinning to every eye looking at me. “We won't bow to a woman, unfit to rule”, King George Mark, practically shouts in between. “Yes”, King Benjamin says spitting venom my way. “We will not work for a kingdom ruled by a woman”, one of the council members of the court chirps in. A series of yes, change the queen, get her out of the throne, fuck her; come my way, and I rise from the throne, trudging to the end of the stairs. Furry etches my

Vera motions towards the crowd and that's when the speaker got his answer. "Rebel! Rebel! Rebel! Rebel!" Throwing away the paper he holds up his head and announces with pride,the name of their new Queen. "QUEEN REBEL!"

I’m not going to lay a finger on her while I’m watching over her, the same can’t be said about the queen though. “Go, you should be with her. Make sure she gets up soon, she can’t be lazy for much longer. The people need to know she’s ok, or the number of traitors in the west will only increase.” One thing was definitely certain, the kings treatment of Dylan, was without a doubt fueling the already growing rebellion, and it was only going to get worse!