Queen's Revenge Novels & Stories

Quai says as he takes a step towards Syn, towering over him. “Your what?” Syn asks, clearly not able to connect the very close together dots. “My sister. The Princess and soon to be Crown Princess of the Kingdom. You know, the woman that you blatantly rejected.” Quai quips. Syn’s eyes meet mine and I hold his gaze. I wish I could have taken a photo when the realization made its way into his eyes. I saw all the things I had hoped to see. Understanding. Regret. Dejection. In one crashing wave he was clearly overwhelmed by exactly what his one choice had lost him. And unsurprisingly, following all of those emotions his tell tale temper reared its face and that anger I knew all too well came out

in his eyes, only to want me back the moment he realizes I am his Queen. “You made sure that there would never be an 'us' when you rejected me. That we would never, ever be together when you fucked some pack whore weeks later, when you marked your chosen Luna.” I continue, pushing myself off from the trunk as the anger builds. My hands shake, my nails sharpening into claws that I want to slice his skin with. The wind picks up, the snow falling faster than before, and I know that with all our guests in the palace, I need to gain some form of control before anyone can get hurt.

“You’re not getting anything from this marriage. No settlement and your suitcase is already waiting outside. Diane’s eyes were red, Reign stood stiff, his fist clenched but they didn’t move. They didn’t speak. The grief in their eyes only made it worse. They wanted to stop it. But they didn’t. No one did. Hector dragged her out of the house and held the door open. He turned to everyone. “If you ever try to bring her back,. You’re dead to me.” The door slammed shut behind her and just like that, she was gone.

Queen Ava. My blood screams in my ears, and the beast inside me is thirsty for vengeance. I will not rest until I have brought justice to those who have wronged me. I will not stop until I have exacted my revenge. I am the Queen and I will have my vengeance. "You stay beside me. We will fight this together," Chester says, calming me down.

"That's exactly what she wanted." A woman's voice came from the darkness behind them. Soft. Calm. Familiar. "Bring my daughter to me." Ava's father turned. His face went pale. Marcus bowed his head. "Yes, Your Majesty." The woman stepped into the light. And Ava's father whispered: "Isabella..." The Queen smiled. But there was nothing motherly in her eyes. Only power. Only calculation. Only revenge. TO BE CONTINUED.

“Loyalty will be rewarded. Defiance will be remembered. I do not rule by impulse. I rule by consequence.” Silence answered her. Satisfied, Rebel turned back toward Elijah. Rebel’s eyes flicked to Elijah. “I’m ready,” she said softly, but the tension lingered in her voice. “Let them watch. Let them see what happens when the Queen is crossed.” Elijah nodded, pride and caution in equal measure. “Then we move forward. Together.” The pack watched, silent and respectful, aware that they were witnessing the dawn of a true queen—and that any who defied her would discover quickly that loyalty and power came with a price.

Illarion Black was now sitting opposite Queen Minerva. They looked at each other vengefully. The Queen's blue Netra flashed wide as if she wanted to kill the young man in front of her. The Black Prince replied with a gaze no less sharp and cold than his black bead as dark as night. It is no longer an open secret that the Black Prince hates the Queen. This is based on the dark story of the Prince's past, which is directly related to the Queen.

Liolai’s hands glowed with Ashen’s divine mark, The Queen’s arms shimmered with stolen timelines and vengeance. Each strike rewrote pieces of the realm. Mountains rose and fell, Skies turned to pages, burned, then reformed. The Queen snarled, “You can’t hold me!” Liolai’s eyes flared. “I don’t have to hold you.” “I just have to outlove you.” She hurled her final spell, A blast of memory, Everything Sera had been, Everything Kael had regretted. Everything true. It struck the Queen square in the chest.

The silence deepened, heavy with both awe and fear. And then, from somewhere deep within the earth, a cold laugh echoed, low, ancient, and filled with malice. “The war has only begun.” It was the Vampire Queen. She wasn't present there. But it was only her who was alive among them. And she won't sit back like that after what Jennifer did to their people. She will come back to take revenge for her people, for her husband and son. Jennifer lost her consciousness and was about to fall when Reis caught her in time and scooped her in his arms and left the place.

I snapped at the man. "It isn't because of me. She chose this path. She chose to have Revenge." Vladimir retorted. I scoffed, "So did I because it is what everyone else would've done, dumbass. When we are done here, I'm going to make you suck your own dick." And I was not kidding. "Now, where the fuck is Blake?" "Blake? Tell me—my dearest step-son—" he smirked making me frown, "I'm not your step son. What the fuck is wrong with you?"