Queen Y Novels & Stories

I carefully lifted my eyes a fraction, the only thing I saw was heeled shoes the color of gold coming towards the stairs. "You may rise." A delicate, yet authoritative voice commanded, and everyone complied. The sound of shuffling feet against the floor filled the silence, my body tensing as I finally had a good look at the Queen. Her hair was jet black, razor cut to frame her pale face. Large, amber-coloured eyes framed a sharp nose and lips, and her skin was alabaster white. Her face was beautiful in its pure perfection but her cold demeanor spoke volumes about the power that she held.

She decides to seek solace and counsel from her mother, Queen Eria. Reaching the grand chamber where Queen Eria often resides, Selena pauses for a moment to collect herself. She sways gently, pushing aside her doubts and fears, and gracefully glides forward to enter the regal room. Inside, the sits upon a coral throne, her serene presence commanding respect and wisdom.

Alexander whispered but the feline didn't move an inch. "Hah! Like mother like son!” Alexander uttered as he rubbed Kuro’s belly and the feline started purring. “Wakey! Wakey! Little Kuro, time for your bubble bath!” He uttered again while shaking Kuro to wake up. The feline opened his eyes and glanced at Alexander with a poker expression, “Ngeowwwww!” “Your Majesty Kuro! I apologize for waking you up from your beauty sleep but her Majesty the Queen asked me to give you a bath. It’s been a while since you had one.” Alexander bowed his head and placed an arm below his stomach and the other one at his back.

In an instant, everyone around them discharged their saint energy and charged toward the Queen! The Queen bit her lips tightly when she saw so many people approaching her. Her delicate face was angry and unwelcoming. "Vernon, you think these people are enough to take my life? You must be underestimating me." Buzz! Following that, the Queen discharged powerful saint energy. The air in the entire room seemed to have become stagnant. The Queen was not only the ruler of the Golden Lion Principality, but she also had high cultivation. She possessed the strength of a high-ranking saint honor and was about to break through to saint emperor.

Her curious mind was both a blessing and a curse. How exactly did he get out? "I wanted to give him five years but here he is," I explained to my queen and her eyes fell to the bed. "It's that why you never mentioned him or why you never wanted to talk about it." "Yes." "Did you make everyone promise to never talk about it?" "I made everyone promise to forget." "But they haven't." "I can't manipulate memories," I sighed. "Can your mother?" The question took me off guard. "What? No."

Queen. And, most importantly, free.

*** A few days later, the cellar door creaked open again. Carlo stepped inside. Gina's eyes lit up. "Carlo... you came back..." She crawled toward him, reaching for his pant leg. He stepped away. Her hand hit air. She stared, then started laughing. "I'm Principessa Chisari... Carlo loves me... I'm Donna Quaranta. I'm above everyone..." She kept mumbling, eyes empty. Carlo looked down at her, cold. "Lost your mind? Doesn't matter. Fake or real, I'm not letting you walk. This is what you get for playing me, using me, and hurting the one person I cared about."

His duty is to protect her. Something about Jason this morning seemed quite different. He exuded an air of power, authority and a different level of confidence this morning and every of it boiled down to what Catherine continually rambled about... The power, the authority and confidence..... It only fueled the eagerness of Diana. She can't wait for may 13th to understand the reality of who she is as the Queen of the quins royal empire. As of now, all regiment leaders find comfort in the fact that the position of the Queen of the quins royal empire was empty and unoccupied, and it allowed them to operate with limitless power.

Queen complained angrily. "Calm down, don't get too agitated, Queen," Black Axe said to her. Queen sighed, "I'm sorry, it's just..." "Listen to me, there's a man called Anthony Baltimore, he's based in Panama." "Anthony Baltimore.....Baltimore, why does that name sound familiar?" Queen wondered. "Because that's your real name, your family name." "Baltimore is my family name, and I didn't know. I've been bearing Queen Andre Scorpion all my life."

The theatre is silent as everyone watches their descent. The Queen walks behind her husband, her youngest son at her side. A whisper flows through the crowd and even Ava squeezes my hand a little tighter. There’s always been a rumour that the Queen has been touched by the Goddess. Seeing her for the first time, I believe it. Like the King, she’s a woman in her mid fifties. Her hair is no longer the blonde I expected, but a brilliant silver in a sheet down her back. She’s taller than the King with slightly darker eyes. Her features are sharp, but she’s beautiful. Elegant as she walks, her hand on the arm of her youngest, Cedric. Beyond her simple appearance however, there’s something about he