Queens Garden Novels & Stories

The sun dances over the edge of the shiny rocks lined on the borders of the lake. Red chrysanthemums litter the place, kissing the feet of the passerby. Women and girls are gathered around the place scattered in bunches, whispering, murmuring the questions that run through their heads. The main being - Why did Queen call us? I clear my throat as I walk to the center of the garden. Eyes shoot up in my direction filled with questions. Nervous.

she said, taking my hands and we headed to the door. The palace garden was a wonderland of natural beauty, bursting with vibrant colors and enchanting scents. The lush green grass was impeccably manicured and extended for acres, inviting visitors to stroll leisurely along its verdant paths. Towering trees of various species and sizes, some ancient and gnarled, others newly planted, created a majestic canopy overhead, filtering the moonlight to create dappled patterns on the ground.

I was a bit confused at first but then judging by how Alpha Rex cut off her joyous moment of seeing his mate yesterday, I should have guessed something like this would occur. “Are we not suppose to follow the direction to get wing” I asked the maid who was leading me down the stairs. “No. The Queen is outside the palace, in the garden precisely not in her room” she replied politely and I nodded curtly. In no time, we were outside in the vast garden consisting of hundreds if not thousands of plants. It was vast and beautiful I would give it that. The queen ushered me to seat down beside her while she waved away every other maid at the location including the one that escorted me here.

Queen too open-minded and thought it was okay to be gay, or was there something else? Not only the bodyguards, but everyone in Jensburg was also confused. Mr. and Mrs. Queen’s reactions and attitude were puzzling. “Hayden, I asked someone to fly in these flowers from Wiltspoon. They’re roses that the gardeners of Wildridge Manor grew. If you smash them, you’ll be smashing their hard work.” Kevin walked up to Hayden and stared passionately at her good-looking face. He smiled and asked, “Don’t you think these flowers are beautiful when piled together? People passing by can’t help but take photos and send them to their friends.

"Yeap. I'm fine. Where is the Queen now?" I gave Ms.Odelle a tight smile and headed towards the Queen's chambers. When I got there, Queen Charlotte was looking out the window. Her chambers overlooked the main garden. It was where Prince Phoenix had brought Eve. This garden was the biggest and the most stunning one of all. I walked in just in time to see a guard leading the Dark Prince out of the garden. Eve was sitting on the trimmed grass, simply looking around. Not long after we saw Ms.Odelle walking over towards Eve.

"Start over with what?" "Building your own kingdom," Victoria said, turning to me, a fire of ambition in her eyes. "One that doesn't depend on any man, that isn't controlled by anyone. A kingdom that only you can destroy." I looked at this powerful woman—my mother—and suddenly, I understood. Maybe we were both fools once. But the age of fools was over. It was our turn to be queens.

“Sleep together, huh? Of course I'll do it. I am Maia Queen. I will never give up until I die! I will conquer you, Juan O'Neil, until you forget the pain your wife has caused you!” If the Maia Queen is determined, then it will definitely happen.

But in her mind, she was already envisioning herself as the lady of Oswald's mansion, because in her heart, she believed it was only a matter of time. Queen's car rolled smoothly to a stop at the Escobar estate. The grand gates opened as if in welcome, and the well manicured lawns glimmered under the morning sun. She adjusted her sunglasses, took a deep breath, and stepped out with her signature grace. A maid greeted her at the entrance. "Good day ma'am," she genuflected and Queen waved her hand at her in response. "My Lady is at the garden spending her morning," the maid quickly added. Then Queen sharply turned and began making her way to the garden. As she made her way through the lush pat

It wasn't that clear, but I could see some group of women forming alliances together; they were all together in a garden, waiting for someone —it seemed it was their boss. ***The Vision*** “Greetings, The Queens. I'm sorry I kept you all waiting.” The woman they had all been waiting for finally appeared. “You can have your seat, Queen.” One of them said to the woman. That was when it occurred to me that they were all the past queens.