Rebel Queen Novels & Stories

I say. “I know,” Athenia says mockingly. “He didn’t care.” “Well…” I search around for an excuse, anything to explain why these humans are behaving this way. “They were ignorant at the time, weren’t they? Didn’t understand birthmarks and such?” “Does that excuse what they’re doing?” Athenia looks at her past self. The warrior princess’s face is hard and cold now. She’s no longer the frightened girl struggling up a path with her infant brother. “He says that the ones that confessed will be beheaded. The others will be cleansed in the fire.”

They were the voices of my subconscious, speaking to me from beyond the grave, guiding me towards my destiny and my destiny, it seemed, was revenge. "Regina," one of the voices spoke, its tone grave and commanding. "The time has come for you to seek vengeance." I opened my eyes and looked around, but of course, there was no one there. The voices were in my head, as they always were. "Yes," I replied aloud. "I am ready to seek revenge." "Good," another voice spoke up. "You have been chosen for this task because you are strong and resilient. You have been reborn for this purpose, and it is up to you to fulfill it."

I ran to the highest part of the hill where the creature had slowly moved to and propelled myself in the air right above the creatures' neck and swung down as I landed back on the rocky hill with the creatures' head severed from its neck. The people roared in victory as the Clabawakis head rolled down the hill along with its body. I stumbled down the hill, the sound of the people's joy filling my ears. The Red Queen watching in horror the events ordered her soldiers to attack us, but from the fight, it was obvious that the White Queen had won and now had authority over them and most importantly, the queen of cards was a terrible ruler to them so they were more than happy to rebel against her

The realization that I was once again too late, that I couldn't stop the pain and betrayal from unfolding, crushed me. The queen approached me, her gaze filled with a twisted satisfaction. "You should have known, Naomi," she continued, her voice laced with mockery. "Reuben is a king now, and he has made his choice. He has chosen Rachel as his queen, and there's nothing you can do to change that." Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to process the pain and disappointment that washed over me. Reuben had given me hope, had promised to fight for justice and bring my family back. But now it seemed like all those promises were empty, shattered by the queen's cruel revelation.

Unbroken. Crowned not by lineage. Not by prophecy. But by war. The survivors knelt around her. Not out of fear. Out of truth. Kael. Lucien. Saphira. Thousands more. They knelt not to a symbol. Not to a throne. But to her. Elara Moonstone. Queen of Ash and Fire. The Queen who bowed to no king. The Queen who forged her crown in flame and fury. And now, with the valley burning behind her and the war only beginning,

The first Lunar Queen was Jacqueline. Her silver hair cascaded around her like a living creature as she stood tall and majestic. Something in her piercing blue eyes made my stomach turn as they met mine. Sorry. Her voice was both forceful and otherworldly when she stated, "You are running from a war you cannot escape." "Rhea, the powers of fate are changing. No matter how prepared you are, blood will be shed.” I took a deep breath. "This is not what I want. I didn't request any of it.”

He mumbled calmly in an assurance. “Let us go!” I mumbled and we continued our walk. “Your Highness! She is here.” He said when we stepped inside the chamber where both King and Queen are present on the thrones. “I did not get time to have a word with you Child as I was needed to look after the settling of the people that returned from Palmer.” She said in a tone like an authority and I gave her a small nod. “I am Sabrina, Queen of the Nadir.” She added.

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—

“What do you want to do?” Victor spoke domineeringly; beneath his cold exterior, his emotions had long been stirred into turmoil by the young woman. “I… I don’t know… I’m so hot…” She felt as if a fire were burning inside her; her whole body was scorching hot. She twisted restlessly, her hands frantically tugging at her thin clothes. “Help me…” Her slender hands hooked around the collar of her white blouse, feebly trying to undo it, but her dazed mind caused her pale fingers to tangle with the black buttons.

I knew he was in a rush to save Yancy Shepherd, who was being abused by her adoptive mother. In our previous life, during our engagement, he had tried to run off to rescue her too, but I had stopped him. I had gently persuaded him to wait until after the engagement. That was the opportunity he used to climb the social ladder, leveraging my family's connections to become the rising star of the elite circle. But this time, I will strip away every bit of that power I gave him, piece by piece. I walked slowly to the center of the stage, gazing down at the curious onlookers, and spoke coldly.