Reverse King And Queen Novels & Stories

I grew uneasy at once as I stared at his smiling face. What was he doing?! This didn’t make sense! Whichever monarch out of a King and a Queen was crowned first was traditionally called the Dictatore’, meaning the ‘core dictator’. Hence, if a Queen is crowned first, the King would have matching monarchical power with her but then she would be the winning dictator in a case where both monarchs had opposing points of view or preferences. Therefore why the King is always crowned first in any system… and why this was a very big deal.

“I look around me tonight and see the best of the best, Kings and queens amongst shifters. Mike may hold the title of royal beta, but he stepped in as acting king twice now. And Tobias, you turned down the Alpha position of the Kodiak Kingdom to serve Mathias, the king of kings. Rhett has proven he is the king of hunters and Finn is a king in his own right. “To me, you are all kings. Knight of the chosen one or not, you are all the Queen of shifter's Kings and rightly deserve to be treated as such.” “The Queens Kings,” Kellen says. “The Queens kings,” Mike repeats followed by Hunji, Finn, Tobias, Rostam, and Crimson. “And queens!” Morgan pouts. “Yes, and queens.” I chuckle at Morgan who I kn

“You want to know what I don’t understand?” Indigo said as he peeled a grumpacker in the seat across from me. Turning my gaze from the window of the carriage I’d been staring out to watch the Far Shore landscape pass by, I lifted my brows in amusement as he kicked back lazily on his cushion and hiked his boots up onto the padded bench next to me. “What’s that?” I asked. “Why…” he wondered, “is a woman who marries a king labeled a queen, but a man who marries a queen a mere prince?”

my assistant said. “A high rank?” Lisa stated. “Yes.” she replied. “And, how long will this take?” “Sorry?” my assistant asked at my question. “The entire game.” “As long as required. There are three winners but only one royalty. Whoever catches the eyes of the King becomes his Queen automatically. She is the leader of the board.” she replied. “I see.” I replied with thoughts on the one that could lead me to my parents. The King. “The three winners are all breeders of aristocrats that wield power, right?” Lisa said in a curious tone.

The car rode unusually smoothly, yet the scenery passing by didn’t look familiar. The road stretched on and on, seemingly without end. Until she grew drowsy, almost slumping onto the man’s shoulder next to her. Just then, the car came to a stop. Adrian took a long stride and stepped out of the car, then walked around to the other side. He curled his hand into a graceful gesture, bowing slightly like an ancient European noble, then extended his hand toward her, palm up. He was waiting for her to place her hand in his. “Miss Sarah, would you do me the honor?”

"Let us hear your opinion." "I agree with Daddy. We don't want another queen except for my mother, so before we get into a misunderstanding and grievances, let me explain to you and Lady Courtier my Mom's obligation to my father as the King of this realm. My Mom is the King's wife, the queen consort, with one primary obligation: to provide a son who inherits the throne. Bran and I are proof that Mommy is my father's Queen. So, if anyone is unhappy with that fact, the door is open for you to go." They were all surprised when everybody stood up but bowed their heads.

I say sternly. “My love, it doesn’t really work that way. A Queen is rare and is to be subjected too.” Landon said as he scratched his head. “Mates of a Queen are consorts, not kings. There has never been a King to rule, because Queens nurture, Kings demand and are power hungry, so the need for a queen is viable.” Satu said with a small grin. “Well, my mates will never bow to me again. If you do, no sex for any of you.” I stated, hearing a bunch of groans. “I know it will be hard, but if we want this to work, I need you beside me, not behind me.”

I don't want to be reminded of my mother when I kiss or make love to my woman. After a few minutes of throwing out many more ridiculous names, her eyes widen and she flicks her fingers. "I've got it, are you ready for this?." I roll my eyes knowing she is once again going to spew a weird name. "Hit me." She claps her hands and spread it out like my name is being spelt in the air. "KING" How original I almost laugh. But as soon as the word left her lips, my wolf jerked in response. Oh damn.

My breath is taken from me as I watch Bella, the woman I rejected six years ago, walk past me after being crowned Queen. I could not take my eyes off of her through the ceremony. Not when the doors open, and that scent of moon flowers that I could never forget came wafting in. Not when she first walked past me, looking ahead at the dais where King Jonathan stood, ready to help crown her Queen. Not when she turned to face us with the crown on her head as the King proclaimed her as Alpha Queen Isabella Nightlock, ruler of wolves.

They all formed a closed circle around me so they could all hear me. “Ok I know they have one of the warriors on their team but it’s going to be ok. You know how I know?” I asked and they all shook their heads. “Because I’m the Queen remember? And you and you and you are all queens, and all you boys are the alphas.” I started to see smiles appear on across their faces. “Now last time I checked, Queens and Alphas outrank warriors right?” “YEAH!” They all shouted together.