The Queen Came Back To Lead Her Sisters Novels & Stories

Carly beamed while clapping her hands in excitement but Cruella gave her a sign to keep it down. “The Queen will be with you shortly.” The maid who had earlier excused herself announced upon her return before leaving once more. “That was close. What if she heard us?” Cruella asked worriedly. “Not everyone likes the Queen, Cruella. We all know how she took over the throne by hanging her own sister —” Carly gasped and covered her mouth when she realized what she had said. “It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much since I never got to meet the fallen Queen.” Cruella said with a sigh.

"The queen is throwing a party for us, and I want you to be there by my side." Davina's voice crackled with excitement on the other end of the line. "Of course, I'll be there," she replied. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." As the party commenced, I found myself engrossed in conversation with Davina, reliving the trials and triumphs of our perilous journey. But before we could delve deeper into our tales, the queen approached, her regal presence commanding attention. "Excuse me," the queen said, gently interrupting our conversation. "I would like to introduce you to someone." She led me away, guiding me through the crowd towards a woman who exuded power and grace. "This is the queen of our

“Didn’t you abandon the pack?” “She’s here because I brought her back,” Rory said firmly. “And I don’t regret it. That’s what the King and Queen would have wanted.” Elder Derrick rose also. “So we’re just letting her waltz back in? If she can leave the back and return like nothing happened, then that means we can too. She defiled the land by going to stay with the humans. Royal or not. Why not let her sister rule? Rory’s been here. She fought for us and stayed.”

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

Sarah hurriedly pressed the answer button and shot Adrian a look, signaling him to be quiet. “Hello?” On the other end of the line was her assistant, Clara, her voice brimming with urgency. “Sister Sarah, please come back right away! The CEO from headquarters has suddenly arrived, and we’re supposed to submit the contract as agreed!” Sarah’s expression turned serious, her pretty little face full of determination. “I’ll be back at the office right away. Wait for me!” Sarah hung up the phone and was just about to turn around to tell Adrian when he suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. He rested his chin possessively in the crook of her neck, his elegant jawline tickling her collarb

My sister fled on the day of her Bonding Ceremony. I was forced to marry the Lycan King known for his brutality. Six years later, she returned. Still as bold and brazen as ever, she pressed a crimson kiss against Kael’s collar—right in front of the entire Council of Elders. Kael went rigid. Then she turned to me, her eyes gleaming with mockery. “Little sister, thank you for keeping my throne warm all these years. Now that I’m back, it’s time you gave me back my place as Luna Queen.”

The cottage had become impossibly quiet that I could hear only the fire. "And the other boy?" I asked. Elder Mira nodded slowly. "The Queen feared history would repeat itself, so she dispatched several trusted witches to find the second mother. But they arrived too late." She closed her eyes briefly. "They found their sister dead. Her heart had also been removed." My mother inhaled sharply. "Beside her, the head of her husband. They had likely died together, and the child had vanished. The sisters followed every trail they could, and eventually reached a nearby village."

… When I opened my eyes again, I was standing on the stage in a formal dress, facing Benedict, whose body trembled before he abruptly shoved me away. Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground. My brother, Lucas Howard, hurried forward to help me up, his voice cold. "How dare Benedict push you!" I bit down hard, forcing myself to suppress the hatred rising within. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Benedict had said as he turned to leave. "Get lost! Don’t think you can stop me from going to Yancy." So, he had been reborn too. Even better. This would make my revenge all the more satisfying.

“You’d hand the kingdom to outsiders before letting your grandson rule?” “He’s not just my grandson,” the Queen said coldly. “He’s the son of the bloodline I buried for a reason.” Ceres stepped back, scrolling in her hand, horror written across her face. “I don’t even recognize you anymore.” “Then you’ve finally opened your eyes,” the Queen said softly. Outside, the wind howled against the stone tower like a beast mourning a lost child. Ceres turned and stormed out, scroll tucked into her cloak. The queen stood alone, gazing at the fire.

Queen Victoria spoke loudly so all the vampire masters would hear her loud and clear. Valeria was just too shocked to react or say anything at all. "From now on, I only have one sister. And that is, Lindsey. As for you, Valeria. You died for me the moment his fangs touched your skin. You will get your part of assets soon. So don't you dare show me your face ever again." Queen Victoria announced loudly to make sure she would be heard by the council men as well.