The Queen Of Wishful Thinking Novels & Stories

"No, your honor. I want to use my two of my three wishes now, my Queen Mother!" "Who am I to refuse the wishes of a loving heart? Okaaay..." The Queen Mother had been new to the position. She either had no wisdom or she did not care what the consequences of the wishes of her fellow constituents. She just gave all what they wished for. Nerida grew bigger with no wings at all! "Oh, Queen Mother! Thank you! I'm so happy!" "I am glad you're happy! Now, the third wish! I'm in a hurry!"

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.

“Sleep together, huh? Of course I'll do it. I am Maia Queen. I will never give up until I die! I will conquer you, Juan O'Neil, until you forget the pain your wife has caused you!” If the Maia Queen is determined, then it will definitely happen.

"Signing that contract for you was me doing you a favor. What, you were the one who didn't want it, and now you're changing your mind and want to be my bride again?" I frowned. The heir to the Castillo family was this dim. I'll have to tell Grandpa when I get back to do less business with them. Victoria, hearing this, gave a smug smile and turned to Marcus, saying respectfully, "The wedding still needs to happen. Since Miss Aria doesn't want this position, why not give it to someone else?" The next second, the lounge door opened. A young woman in a champagne-colored dress walked in. She was beautiful, no doubt. Blonde hair, blue eyes, her features as perfect as a doll's.

LIAM As soon as I left Felix, my irritation still pulsing beneath the surface, I gave him a clear directive: "Dig into this 'Queen of the West.' I want to know everything by morning." This day kept getting better and better, with more mysterious women throwing themselves in my path. This Queen of the West woman, whoever she was, sounded more like a joke and a waste of time, and I had a feeling the stunt she pulled back in the game room wouldn't be her last.

"She's an experimental vessel of the Phantom Queen that came to a failure eight hundred year ago but soon became the advisor of the Phantom pack after the rebellion." "And she has this objective that the Queen's essence mustn’t get united again," Val declared, earning a gasp from Esther. We all looked at her in confusion but then she zoned out for a minute before she pulled herself in the reality again. "If that's true, then maybe she's the conspirator of all of these. If she doesn't want the Essence to be merged again then all she have to do is to stir a war repeatedly in order for that not to happen. And maybe she's also the one who encourage this taboo and rules between the pack to preven

Not again no! ~•~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~ So here's chapter one of Queens Dynasty. What do y'all think? Its not edited BTW so forgive my errors.

When the room was finally empty, Lily sunk to the floor. "Lily, are you okay?" He asked as he knelt down in front of her. "Am I a good Queen?" She asked in a whisper. "Where is this coming from now?" He asked. "Am I doing enough as your Queen?" She sniffled. Jayce sighed heavily. "You're never drinking again." He grumbled. "Come here, love." He reached out and took her into his arms. "You are an amazing Queen. Why would you think otherwise?"

There’s something incredibly direct about his gaze, and it makes me feel a little strange. “So,” Quill glances toward the island we are approaching, and I follow his gaze to see a small harbor come into sight, “any idea what’s in there? I mean I know it’s supposed to be secluded, but this looks more like one of those prisons. You think they have an underwater prison where they’re going to cage us and then give us electric shocks to fix our brains? And that this whole camp thing is just a ruse?” I stare at him for a few seconds before managing to speak, “Aren’t you a bucket of sunshine?”