Red Queen Memes Novels & Stories

Caption: “Pregnant fertility goddess takes the throne and rebrands the empire. We are not worthy.” Memes explode almost instantly: Theo’s face photoshopped onto a burning building: “When your ex rebrands your entire life out of existence.” A simple image of the rose logo with text overlay: “When she says ‘keep my name out your mouth’ and then puts hers on EVERYTHING.” Another one: the old blue W logo crumbling like dust, the white rose blooming in its place: “Character development: from Whitford to Harper-Kane.” The comments are a chaotic mix of awe, thirst, support, and pure glee:

Bella chuckled. "Yep, time flies by so fast, how have you been lately?" "Been here, been there." The brunette answered, shrugging her shoulders. "You must be pretty busy, I mean, you're the Red!" Keira gushed. Red was one of the people she idolized. Red was one of the most respected in their industry, after all. "It's nice to finally know your real name! Back on the mission all of us only knew you as 'Red' and it's tru-"

Sarah suddenly felt a lump in her throat; she wanted to cry. Big Brother Ethan remembered everything—she had clearly just mentioned it in passing back in middle school… And those other two strangers—they actually… they actually agreed too… Sarah felt her eyes well up; the happiness of being cherished and cared for gradually blurred her vision. A hand brushed across Sarah’s eyes. Adrian stood before her, his eyes crinkled in a smile. “Don’t cry. A little bride with a runny nose isn’t pretty.” Sarah threw a playful punch at Adrian’s chest. “Get lost!”

Starting from Harlequin, joker, Dracula, fairy godmother, Bartholomew the scientist, Dragon King Darius, witches, vampires, pirates and other memorable icons in the shadowy room. Meagan adjusted her mask as a lady dressed in a Korean style queen mother passed by her with a smile on her face. She frowned at an alligator flirting with a peacock but soon found herself chuckling at the combination. Alligator and a proud peacock. Meagan swallowed a bit of the liquid before lowering her glass.

The loudspeaker came on. "ALL SLAVES SHOULD HEAD TO THE TRAINING GROUND. NOW!!" People scrambled out of the dinning area to the training ground. The guards stationed outside instructed us to sit on the grass. We sat and some murmured in hushed tones. Roman, the second in command to the Royal Chief guard stood in front of us all. He was a mean werewolf that harboured extreme hate for half breeds. There were rumours that he raped some slaves and got rid of those who tried to complain.I gathered my arms around myself as the wind blew heavily. Lily sat beside me shivering. "A royal ring is missing. It is a gold ring with an enchanted ruby. A gift from the moon goddess to the king. A priceless g

"I-i think you are the one overthinking it, Ash. Everyone is apparently involved and delighted with how the Queen is winning to care about such obscenity." I grunted and lugged back, huffing, "Perhaps, it's in my head, it won't still stop me from having a chat with the rogue concerning his true intentions." "...and now, as we have all seen, our dear Queen have proven herself a warlock by defeating every member of the nude and blue group. Now, who among the RED group, thinks she is worthy of facing a woman of this notoriety?" The rogue’s voice drummed dramatically through the air.

“Ready Meme” “Ready bitch, let’s do this”, she says. Gabe and Spin get close enough for us to grab ahold of each other, and as Meme grabs my shoulders, I poke at her gut, causing her to giggle profusely and lose her balance before she falls backward off of Gabe’s shoulders and into the water.

Something is off the plans? As I focused my hearing skills, the reason for the feeling entered my ears. "The Queen isn't wearing white. She's wearing red." "Red is a symbol of danger and destruction." "Has the King lost his mind trying to marry such a woman?" "You never know maybe she has put a spell on him." "Black magic? The Queen of Eleneas has participated in black magic? That's treason!" "Hey! Be quiet. Unless you want the Tryant to slash your neck apart."

I shook my head. Rasmus was now looking Lise up and down. “You look ridiculous” he smirked. “Grey is the Queen’s favourite colour” Lise parroted, as if she’d heard it a thousand times before. “Ha! That’s cos it represents how she drains the life out of everything!” Lars scoffed and Lise and Mathias laughed openly. Even Rasmus managed a smile. He looked at me again and I managed a wobbly smile. “That is from where she hit you?” He asked

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.