She Was His Queen Novels & Stories

Roman shone like a star that emitted rays of majesty. Her gilded brown fur reflected the Sun before it hid behind the clouds. Her glowing eyes went back to normal as she looked at me in her never-seen-before wolf form. She had a lovely posture and a gorgeous mane. It made me wonder where she was from. Who could've bred such divinity? I felt an unusual urge to bow before her like she was a queen of some sort. My queen. And I would serve her to the end of my days.

Instead, she steps right into my space, eyes sharp enough to cut glass. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” she snaps. I blink, confused. “Doing… what?” She laughs once, harsh, humorless. “Don’t play stupid with me. I don’t know what pathetic game you’re running, but hear me clearly.” She tilts her chin up, venom dripping from every word. “He is my Husband. I am the queen, the only queen. And nothing, especially not a whore like you, is going to change that.” The insult hits, but I keep my expression calm.

Every breath hurt her chest. She had loved the King since they were young. She had given him her heart, her body, everything. And now, he has chosen someone else. A woman she had never even met. Sheila pressed her hand to her heart, trying to stop the pain. But it didn’t help. The tears kept coming, hot and fast. She whispered softly to the empty room, “How could this happen? I was supposed to be his Queen…. She looked around the beautiful guest chamber, her eyes empty now. This was supposed to be her place, her life. She was supposed to be Queen by the king's side. She was supposed to wear his mark on her neck, not some other woman.

My body was burning, and my eyes were filled with rage. "Now just leave me alone." I struggled to say it. "Hah, I always get what I want, and I want you right now. You should consider yourself fortunate that I chose you "I was just restraining myself from slapping him when he started laughing. Lucky my foot, huh. Coming even closer to my face, he said, "you are just mine, and you are going to be my queen very soon, just imbibe these words in your head, and I will do anything to make this happen."

" She had ruined the hairpin, and consequently the rare show of trust and sincerity he had offered. He had thought that in this treacherous harem, his queen was the one exception. But she was just like everyone else. "Your Majesty–" "Silence! I do not wish to hear another word from you right now!" George shouted, his fury reaching its peak. But when his gaze met hers—so calm, so steady—he could not help but recall everything they had been through. She had risked her life to cure him, sustaining severe injuries in the process. She had held him in her arms and whispered that she wanted to be his wife. All of it had truly happened. His queen was not someone with ill intentions.

Her questions were answered when a young woman, dressed in brocade clothes, with a phoenix crowned placed magnificently on her head walked in. She walked inside the hall with great elegance and posture, deserving of a queen. "She's..." Everly can't continue to say the word. "Yes, she's the queen of Heathern. The legal wife of King Dominique." Everly walked a few steps back, not understanding what to feel. Her head shook violently, she didn't want to accept it. The man she loved the most, the man she gave her entire heart, already had a wife?! So, what is she then? A mistress?!

I kinda understood them a little, if you steal from me I don't care if you return it back in a hundred folds I'll make sure you swallow bullets. "Let's make a deal", I said. "Princess we ain't talking any shit no -" "First of all, it's The Queen, I'm not your fucken princess", I snapped. "Second of all, I need him back, I need him alive, so we're going to have to come to an agreement, else I'll take him by force ". "You really want to get your hands dirty and have another cartel coming after you...'Queen' do you?".

I asked pointing at her as she also roll her eyes . "He is my possession and under my watch as his queen and mother !" "By possession,you mean he is your whore man or You wanna make him your lover" "Watch your tongue ,you this fucking slut " "I'm not a slut ,queen "I mutters . "Don't be too excited about this ,you are one of his whore ,even with Sheba ,he had more and you just happen to one of them ,I won't be surprised if things turn out wrong between you two any time ,Enjoy it while it lasts"

Because she was not just a queen. She was the Lycan King’s bride. And she was not done fighting.

She cupped his face in her palms. "What is wrong?" "I don't want this anymore. We will be fine, we are still royalty." "Shhhhh. I didn't go through all of that to come back and hear this from you." She kissed him and continued. "You will be king and I will be your queen. It's an order." she kissed him again. "Now if you would excuse me, I have a king to kill." She kissed him and pushed him away gently. She walked seductively to the door and stopped there.