Sister I'm The Queen In This Life Novels & Stories

“You are one of the servants whom I will not forget, especially if you are wearing that face. The face of the previous queen.” I fell silent at the mention of my sister. My chest tightened, and my breathing labored. “Let’s…not talk about the queen.” My heart felt like it was stabbed a million times. “Are you sisters?” “Confirmed,” I whispered. I smiled after, trying to mask the hurt I felt. “Consider yourself lucky. Knowing my ties with the alpha king and queen, you can sell me for a hefty sum.” We turned into a corner and stopped at his office. Dawn’s image when she looked like a skeleton resurfaced in my mind.

He turns his head to look at me as I smile back at him. He nods to me and I start to walk away. Antoine not liking me leaving grabs my arm. “We were dancing.” He squares up to Brett. Jeremy, Louis, Oliver and Thomas rush over. “What’s going on?” Jeremy demands. “I’m wondering why your Sister claims to be the Queen and her boyfriend King, even though they aren’t fully marked and mated yet?” Antoine responds to my brother. “Antoine, fucking hell man, she’s only just recovered. She needs time. Give her time.” Jeremy pleads with Antoine.

"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."

“I’m the only queen here.” I blinked, frankly astonished my sister loved me enough to take my place. I’d been so sure she would simply let me die for her, but no, here she was, fighting to save me. Flustered because I hadn’t planned for this scenario, I let out a nervous laugh. “Thank you, my love,” I told her, patting her arm before nudging her firmly back toward the other women. “I appreciate you trying to save me, but—” “No,” Yasmin roared with vehemence as she glared at me and snagged her crown off my head, pulling hair with it. “She’s a lying bitch. I’m the queen.”

Her attention was on the little boy in her arms, as he reached for Aniya's silky black hair and tried to grab a fistful with his small hand. "It's a blessing in disguise, you cannot deny. Now you are the future Queen and I am the Village Head's wife of Inaymi. Two Sisters. We have gone so far. Glorious. The Heads in different places that we are. Just one night of drastic change and the results are marvelous." Ah, this crazy sister of hers. Belladonna chuckled. Was this what she had once loved more than her life?

same doubt" they looked at eachother because this is the first time they talked to eachother Victoria asked "what do you mean by brother and sister?" Amara replied "natalie is the daughter of Queen's sister, she was always jealous about Queen, she wanted to be the queen, the same day both sisters gave birth to girl child the child of queen was dead and her sister's child was alive, so queen's sister switched the babies places queen thought natalie was her own daughter, here the thing is Queen's daughter was not dead, she is alive, it's me who is the daughter of queen

“This isn’t you.” A harsh laugh burst from my throat, hollow and cold, filling the room with its bitter sound. I reached deep inside myself, drawing forth a version of me I never knew existed; a cruel, heartless creature wearing my face. “This is me, dear sister,” I said, my voice dripping with scorn. “No one,” I paused, gathering strength for the final blow, “no one wants to stay beside a dying mate when you have lots of proposals. I can easily be the queen. A queen who everyone could happily bow down to.”

“Of course not. He will pay. Him and everyone else. It might take a while to get every one of them but I know Bernardo will catch them all. I helped. A lot.” I told her proudly. “I am proud of you, my Queen.” I smiled at her addressing me by my title. “I told someone here that my sister is a Queen and they didn’t believe me.” “Really?” I asked and laughed when she pouted. “When will you be officially crowned so that I can have evidence to show that my sister is a Queen? Not just a Queen but a Luna too. Luna of the biggest pack in the whole world.”

Nothing changes. Not the way he treats me. Not the way others see me. Even the maids whisper. Their voices low But not low enough. I hear them. I always do. I sit on the edge of my bed. My thoughts drift back to the Queen Mother. Worry settles in my chest. She is the only one who treats me with genuine kindness. Her And Queen Viola. Everyone else Feels distant. Cold. Or dangerous. The night stretches on. Quiet. Still. Peaceful on the surface.

Her clothes were dirty and torn and she looked like she hadn’t had a shower in weeks. “Yeah. You look like you haven’t had a shower in weeks.” Daniel read my thoughts out loud and Lucil turned to look at him. “That’s because I haven’t had a bath in weeks!” She voiced, suddenly emotional and then she returned her attention back to me and held my hands. “My Queen.” She squeezed my hands tightly. “Your sister…” she trailed off as her breath hitched in her throat. “Your sister,” she continued. “Is a demon! She seeks to kill everyone in the Palace! She imprisons anyone who she thinks is on your side, My Queen. She imprisons them and tortures them to their deaths.” She said and then she turned to