Rebel Queen Novels & Stories

My fingers curled into her coat, hot and thick, and her wolf leaned into me. A declaration. A claim. She might be Queen. But she was also mine. The gathered wolves stirred uneasily, whispers spreading in harsh, ragged voices. “Queen.” “Bloodline Queen.” “She killed him.” “She killed Aiden.” The Beta snarled from the dirt, spitting blood. “This isn’t finished. A queen is nothing without a kingdom. You can make us kneel, but you’ll never hold us.” Rayna lowered her head, a guttural growl rolling from her chest, deep enough to rattle bone. His wolf broke before him - tail tucking, ears flattening. He didn’t speak again.

Shame clung to me like a second skin as those utterances were made. “Ladies and gentlemen, our star lead Aria Hartwell is here.” June, the popular girl, the queen bee of the school announced cheerfully. Everyone was at her beck and call and did whatever she wanted and got whatever she wanted, no one dared to refuse her……for now. She's tall, slender with long blonde wavy hair that she always bundled up in high ponytail, high cheekbones, fake eyelashes she constantly batted to get what she wanted. Lips that were always curved into a menacing smirk or smile that never reached her pupils.

She smiled and I blushed bright red. I always did my best to honour the memory of our rogue queen, but I never imagined that I would be compared to her. She was one incredible woman that gave our pack their freedom. She gave them their pride after years of being oppressed by a crazy king. “Maybe that is why the goddess decided to bless us with two girls.” I grinned. “So that no crazy male would ever rule our people again.” Laughter rang through the air, and I knew that from now on our people would be happy. Emily and Louisa would rule with kind hearts. I would make sure of that.

Most of it was campaign noise, which I could handle when I got home, but an email flagged urgent from my Beta piqued my interest. I opened it, read it twice, and cursed under my breath, scrubbing one hand over my face. Apparently, in the span of a single day, the Alpha Council had pushed a policy change—effective immediately, no Alpha could run for Alpha King without a Luna at his side. A King needed a queen, they had decided. Stability. A united front. The packs wanted a family in the seat, not a bachelor. Underneath, the Council had attached a list of eligible bachelorette from the right bloodlines. I would have scrolled away ignoring it entirely, had my Beta not tacked a final message ont

"Wearing a crown. Coiled around a broken sword." Varek took one slow step back. Boots bolted to the floor. "That line is dead," Varek said. The words came out like gravel. "The Sovereign King and his wife burned in the Sector Four sweeps. Ten years ago. There was no child." "The girl is twenty," Tor said. Voice coming back now. Harder. Like he'd made a decision. "She grew up in Sector Four. She fights with the Sovereign form... you saw it yourself in the hallway. And her father isn't hiding from a shipping debt." Something moved in Tor's face. Something complicated and old and guilty. "He's a Royal Guard. He's been keeping her buried in the outer rim for ten years to keep her breathing."

he agreed passionately kissing me fully. I was extremely blessed beyond measure. Who would have thought, a thirteen year old bastard daughter of a king would rise to become the most powerful werewolf Queen that ever lived? May our lineage live on after us. What started as a small planned rebellion against Submission, led to a tremendous victory and the Rise of the Bastards! What a twisted fate....

“ Who are you and I don’t think I have any deal to be a breeder to you ! I yelled at her. She Squat in front of me and slapped me across my face. “ How dare you yell at me that way?!I am the Queen,the Queen of Royalmoon and you dare not raise your voice at me! She says to me. She walks to the door in anger , she opened the door at first then she turn back at me, she rushes towards me and drag me with the chain in my hand, I try to struggle but it wasn’t easy because I was chained. She drag me through the stairs, I kept bumping my ass down each stairs with my little struggles, she drag me till we got to the under ground, She threw me into the place. “You will stay here and have my babies ! s

I will show them who the real queen is. The rage in me is burning my organs. I will kill the monsters who did this. Shallow breaths leave my body, and a shoulder-ripping pain clutches me, as the chains raise me higher. My knees buckle and I give up my entire body weight to the chains holding me. I cry, for the first and the last time in years. Not because I lost. But to bring me back stronger. I am the queen and nobody underestimates me.

I explained, making Amanda and Emma squeal in excitement while the two guys were seemingly confused. “Wait, what—” Mason didn’t continue his sentence. What is a queen without a castle? I would just show them who they should be fearing and once they crossed my path, I would make sure they would regret. Barbie just popped up in the hallway and spontaneously approached us because she was jealous of what I had and threatened me like a little kid. What more if I showed her what I could do that she couldn’t? And before she could even drop the bombshell that would ruin my reputation— just in case— I already had people’s trust and they would spit on her. That’s how I sketched my plan, and no one had