Quotes From A Queen Novels & Stories

He remembered the little things I loved…the perfume I loved, the heels I’d stared at through shop windows like they were a dream I’d never reach. I lifted the bottle first, fingers trembling. The glass was cool against my palm. I spritzed once on my wrist, and the scent wrapped around me, It felt like a hug I hadn’t realized I needed. Then the heels. I slipped them on, and they fit perfectly, like they’d been waiting for me. The red soles flashed with every step, a quiet declaration of war. “You look like a queen,” she whispered. “Like you’re about to conquer the entire damn world.”

Well, as alone as one could be with Duke Brooding built into the furniture. The Queen poured herself tea. Her bracelets jingled like subtle music. “You handled the council this morning. Well done. Not all nobles know when to speak and when to let lightning do the talking.” “I had good motivation,” I said lightly, crossing my legs. “Nobles tend to assume if a girl wears lipstick and heels, she doesn’t know how to fry their hair off.” The Queen smiled faintly over her teacup. “Yes. That’s why I like you.”

“Why do you say that?” Linhua thinks back to the Queen’s reaction when she saw the blonde’s face, and shakes her head. As if her trouble thoughts are making her thirty, she lifts the cup and drowns the rest of the drink inside. “The Queen is obsessed with her,” she says a little too loudly. The door opens just as the words leaves her mouth, and Linhua flies to her feet, while choking on her spit. She stares wide-eyed at the Queen who just emerged from the inner chamber.

"Let us put a stop to this and rescue our queen!" ****

she responded when the Queen moved back and turned to the old ladies before they started laughing. “We've trained you for this day. We've put in a lot of sacrifices to make you what you are today. How dare you come back with failure?" the Queen then asked. "How dare you target my children?” I responded instead. The moment our eyes met they all lit as if a dark fight was about to happen. I could feel Pine already wanting to jump. “You! How did you get here?" the Queen asked before turning to the person they had sent, “How could you bring him here?"

“You have never been and will never will be a failure. This is what I mean. You act so broken. When in reality you have been strengthened by these hardships. What if I told you that your love had hardships? That he had come face to face with on the other side to get back to you? Would you still shrink in fear of this General or would you remember the things your mother instilled inside of you to never look down and to never forget you are a Queen?Born a Queen . Live as a Queen ! I am sorry. I digress. I am here because it is time.”

“If you want a queen, you have one.” Hearts hitched. Knees debated. “But here’s what a queen is here. I cook. I cut. I bury. I bleed. I don’t mint oaths I keep promises. I don’t own your throats or hold your knees. If I say kneel, say no. If I ask and you say yes, make it expensive.” Laughter wet, unbelieving, new. “If I fail, don’t write it in a book. Come to my door with bread or blades.

"Are you rebelling against me?" I blinked, then sighed dramatically. "Who would dare rebel against the great daughter of the Morreti family…the wife of Alexandria 1?" Her expression didn't change,but I continued anyway. "The terror of boardrooms, the woman capable of reducing grown men to tears." The corner of her mouth moved. "The most beautiful woman in London." Now she was fighting a smile. "The Queen of Queens." Finally, she broke, and a small smile appeared, exactly the smile I'd been aiming for.

The Queen explained, tears could not seem to stop falling from her eyes. “Pull yourself together, mom, please I beg you,” Zita sobbed. “Please, Isabel. You are the Queen of Ekron, the leader, and the icon that should show the heartbroken how to handle pain. Don’t let this unfortunate circumstance break you,” The King’s horn said, trying to be comforting. “Okay,” The Queen nodded and wiped her eyes. She stood from the bed and walked towards the mirror. Zita heaved with satisfaction as the lemon fragrance seemed to follow the green gown of theQueen. She watched as the woman’s shoulders hung over her body when she leaned her weight on the table. The Queen let out a soft air, hoping to keep hers

The queen’s voice carried a mix of admiration and longing, drawing Agnes further into the clandestine moment. “My dear maid,” the queen spoke softly, her voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability, “there is something about that man, Cain. His strength, his courage, it fascinates me.” The maid, dutifully attending to her queen, nodded in understanding. “Indeed, Your Highness,” she replied, her tone respectful. “Cain is a formidable champion, worthy of admiration.”