Queen Song Book Novels & Stories

So I went to King Phillip and demanded part of his army come help land an attack on the Stauckana Barbarians so I could win back my woman, My love, My Elizabella. He denied me at first, but I thought up a different strategy. I told him of how the barbarians harboured the Silvertongue charm, the one that could help us decipher the Book of Azazel. The Book of Azazel—everyone knows the story. It is the book with a mysterious unknown language that can only be deciphered with the help of the Silvertongue. Only then would King Phillip…or me…gain world domination.

I will make sure I manipulate those bitches , they will all know who is the rightful owner of being the ruler " she smirked as she roamed around the big library, I will be just like the respectable former queen angela and hee husband , respected by all the lands of the minor rulers. She took out a book without even looking at it , it was now on her arms when she started to open it the title read " your doom" but Ariel smirked .. but after she started reading the first few chapters , she got bored and she wanted to close the book but the book opened itself up to a certain page " the subtitle read you are just a puppet "

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

she said quietly. Then she handed me something. A wedding invitation. Her name was written in soft gold lettering. The groom’s? Aldric Cromwell. She turned and walked out. And this time—I cannot stand up to stop her. And I finally understood what I was too blind to see: You can lose everything in a single moment…But you only lose Selene Virella once. And if you’re lucky, she leaves you with a flower.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

I put down my ponytail hair and continued, “Hmmm, maybe you are right, I was a little bit influenced by Bryan, you know, I finished all the books he brought to me, those great myths, wolf history, poems, Oh! And a few romance novels. “ ”Stop your great speech and go to the shower.” Levi walked toward the door, and I hurried to follow. “Come on, Levi, it is not wrong with books. You are a knight for me, aren’t you? Besides, Mother won’t choose me for the next queen, right?” I spoke casually, but he suddenly stopped and turned to ask me, “How did you know?” His tone was a bit strict. “Everyone knows, Kate almost done all the paperwork for Mother these three months. She already took the respon

‘The only ones visible to you,’ El said. ‘Visible? Did that mean there were invisible ones?’ Oh god. I bit my lips and followed them, keeping my distance. In the library, the Queen looked around slowly, searching for the intruder—searching for me. I cursed mentally when her eyes touched the books on the table. “Someone was really here. Aliana, your sense of hearing can rival that of a Lycan, you know…” Alpha Brekan spoke, walking toward the books. However, before he could touch it, the Queen gathered the books with magic and slotted them into the shelf, without moving a muscle.

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when