Sister I Am The Queen In This Life Novels & Stories

Finn wisely remained fixated on the floor. “My formidable Queen,” I said, embracing her tightly. “You are the only conquest I care about, and the only Queen who will ever stand at my side.” I leaned down, whispering against her temple, letting her feel the true joy in my scent. “Xian’na is my little sister. The heir. The one Davon and I, and the others, have been searching for.” The change in her was immediate. Her tension dissolved, replaced by a deep awe. “Your… your sister? The one with the Holy Blood?”

she asked with a smug smile. "You're a bitch, Valeria. Your stupid brother took my sister away, and now you're here trying to ruin things for me," Isabella gritted her teeth. "I don't understand what I'm trying to ruin for you, Isa," Valeria turned to face her, arms crossed. "I'm the queen here, Valeria. Maybe they didn't tell you, but I don't share my crown," Isabella declared. "In case you don't know, I'm the queen of queens. I can snatch that little crown from you if I want to," Valeria shrugged.

My reliance on her was the most unsettling part. "I tried to make this easy for you. Shake your t*ts, wiggle your a*s, and it would've been over the first day. You decided to play it 'fair,' 'virtuous.' You decided to take the noble approach, and look where it got your sister." The queen then slid towards Lily's cell and reached through to grab my sister's emaciated arms. "Someone owes you an apology, little girl!" Queen Regina bellowed disturbing laughs as she bent my sister's elbow around the iron bar, to which my sister didn't react. I was expecting a loud shriek from Lily and instead the only noise emitted was from the Luna Queen enjoying herself.

She's staring back at me with an emotion I can't quite figure out, but I hold her gaze, the power rolling off her doesn't bother me but I can feel that she pulls it back. "Sister." she says, her voice is lower than mine, less delicate, but somehow still beautiful and again, full of power, only confirming what I already know. She's a true queen, and honestly, all I want is to be her friend. How I want to be her friend after she says one small word to me, I don't understand. I've talked to people for years, and couldn't care less about my place in their lives, but Aylin, I immediately want to know her. Sisterly bond maybe? "Queen Aylin" I say, a smile twitching on my lips

Broken in ways I couldn’t understand. “You came back sooner than expected,” she said calmly. My heart slammed against my ribs. “This isn’t real.” A faint smile touched her lips. “It’s more real than the life you’re clinging to.” I backed away instinctively. “What are you?” The Queen rose slowly from the throne. Power rolled through the room instantly, heavy enough to crush mountains. “I am what you become.” “No.” “You already know it’s true.” “I’m not you.” She stepped closer. “No,” she agreed softly. “You’re worse.”

To remove whatever corruption had twisted her into this monster wearing the face of the woman who once helped me in the Pack House. But I lowered my gaze again, pretending to shrink under her words. "And how about Sister Brittany?" I whispered. It was not Pepper who answered. A laugh, sharp and rusted like a blade dragged against stone, came from the elder woman behind her. I lifted my head to see the older woman step closer into the dim light of the corner lamp. Her skin sagged with age, yet the magic swirling in her eyes pulsed with dangerous arrogance. "Brittany is our next Queen," the elder said, pleased with herself. "She is beautiful and graceful, and most importantly, she is very powe

“Don’t you think it would be nice for a queen to get a new Benz. The three million own, babe. I need to go to that gala like a Queen, like your wife. Don't you like when other ladies look at me with jealousy on their faces.” I let out a sigh, raising my head from her lap and moving closer to her. My hand went over her shoulder to hold her close to me. “Queen, you know what your sister did to me, don't you?” She placed her phone down, crossed her arms, while rolling her eyes. “I do. You know I'm a Queen, don't you?”, "I do, but you know how much is left in my account, right?” She rolled her eyes again. “Forget it.” She got down from the bed, going ahead to sit on the stool by the dresser.

I tell him that I don't know what he's talking about, but he cuts me off, asking if I think he's stupid. "I know the queen is your sister. Who are you, Kyros Andro? Is that even your real name? What house are you from? And don't you dare lie to me? I know you are royalty," he says, and my eyes widen, shocked that he knows, but confused about the queen being my sister. I tell him that I'm not royalty, but the words die in my throat as he grabs my hair and turns my head to face the mirror. I see the woman I always see in my dreams, staring back at me.

If I wasn’t feeling incredibly guilty, about using women to get over Rae, then I probably would have punched him then and there. “I know. I’m sorry, man. I really am. I did think that there was a possibility your sister would be my queen at one time.” I pleaded for him to understand. “That’s why I can’t have her. I have a destined queen, according to my father. And, I will only know that at a specific time.” He releases me with one more shove. “My sister is a princess. She will be a queen to someone one day. When father finds out how many men she’s slept with, he’s going to have an aneurysm.” He chuckles.

"Tell me, why would you suddenly think that being a Queen would solve all your problems, huh!" "Because being a weak, powerless human can't do anything! Nothing can, actually." I sighed in frustration. This wasn't my motive, to become a Queen and just relax. My plan was more than becoming a Queen. "Its more than that. I can't solve my problems anymore. They're gone. My sister, Lavi, almost everyone I cared about. The only one left is you, and you know it. I act like everything is fine, but deep down, deep down, I need you. I can't do this alone."