The Queen Kiera Cass Novels & Stories

He reached over, squeezing my hand gently. “Thanks, Aiden. I’m fine now,” I said, trying to keep the mood light. “Where’s Cassie? Is she not coming?” “She’s at the Queen K meeting.” “Oh, that reminds me… I joined Queen K’s group yesterday,” I said as I flipped through my notes. “Wait, seriously? Ruby, that’s amazing!” Aiden said, his eyes widening with excitement. “Cassie finally got you into the group.” “Yeah. Can’t wait to beat you both with my dance moves,” I joked, and we both laughed.

Her face suddenly became serious. "No need." Frost immediately refused her. She felt like it's not a good idea to agree to whatever crazy idea she was thinking. "No. I insist. I would be in constant guilt if I don't do this. So I have decided to invite you to our Palace." Ziana stated. Her face is still serious. She then added, "I am actually the Princess of Claude Kingdom. My full name is Ziana Claude."

She seemed stunned and bit her lips probably in frustration as they turned to leave. “Is it because of her? You rejected me because of her?” “What nonsense are you spouting now?” “Isn’t it true? You rejected me because of this wimp.” “Do you think you’re worth my attention?” He scoffed. “You think too highly of yourself. Let's go, sis” He scoffed and walked off with her. She could still hear King Kerou cursing and stomping her feet behind them.

Lysandra shrieked as Kael hauled her away from the edge of a crack that swallowed the space she had stood only moments before. “This is her domain now!” the Seer shouted, her staff glowing desperately. “She can’t cross fully, but she can *test* us!” Mia’s body shook. The Queen’s hand—vast, smoky, crowned with fire—reached out through the rift, her fingers curling toward Mia’s chest. Damian pressed his forehead against hers. “Breathe with me, Mia. Just breathe. You’re not hers. You’re you.” But the Queen’s voice was merciless. *“You are me. You are my unfinished sentence. And I will not be denied.”*

Standing in my flip-flops wearing a big shirt with male boxers, my hair a messy ponytail and my body bruised and healing, I really felt loved and worthy when I look around seeing almost a hundred men kneeling at my feet. I'm not just anybody. I'm Arianna Romano, goddess of death. The huntress. The Queen.

She looks at me, "You used to visit sometimes, don't you remember?" I shake my head, "If I did, I wouldn't be asking questions." "I was the Queen's maid and Henry's nanny." My jaw drops and that's when the memories come flooding back, the gifts, the trips to the castle and the little brunette boy, which used to chase me around the castle and play hide and look with, it's Henry. "You remember now?" I nod, "Yes." Henry walks into the living room and tells Nana that the car is waiting outside, she kisses his cheek goodbye and gives Henry a hug and leaves. The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous.

"Khai and I haven't even done that." I shook my head. "Oh yeah, you guys and duct tape." She sighed, still pressing the undies on me. "And I don't need this skimpy stuff,” I said, letting it fall to the floor. "Do you think it’s nice to find a full-on brief when you undress your lady? Jacob told me that lingerie turns him on," Yolanda said with a wink and picked it up. "Well, my mate isn't Jacob, it's Khai." I admitted it for the first time, verbally.

They were obviously dedicated in playing their role for the Accord. It’s cold in here and the brightness of the room hurts my eyes. I shiver underneath my outfit. Celia let me dress ‘casual’ today. For a Queen that meant black slacks and a red blouse that covered almost every inch of my skin. I still wore heels and I’m sure as long as the walls of this house were filled with guests that I would have to live up to their royal expectations of propriety. I’m left to my own thoughts for a few minutes before Cassia walks in, her bald head shining in the artificial light. A tight polite smile falls on her face as she makes eye contact with me. She seems pleased I am waiting patiently and jumps rig

Liliana added, “By the way, your mother’s name is - Keira Brown-Preston. ” Liam continued, “I used to call her sister Kia back then. Well, Aunty Keira was only twenty-five back then. She was my senior and used to tease me a lot. She was a kind and sunny person - so I don’t know where you inherited that resting bitch face from.” Jacob coughed, and Liam went to the point. “She went as a spy, and it took her almost six months - only god knows how rigorous hard work she went through - before she got in the position to find anything about them.”

Natasha started right before someone tugged at her arm from behind. "Xander!" "If it isn't the queen of chugging herself!" "You better come up with a better nickname than that because 'queen' is already taken." "Where have you been? I haven't seen you since the...the fight..." "Relax, I was just taking some time to cool off." Xander leaned in and kissed her. "Ugh, get a room already you two!" Cassie snapped. The Queen B had fallen from her 'royal' ranks and would have gone on to fall on the literary sense had somebody not been there to catch her just in time.