The Queen Of Wishful Thinking Novels & Stories

I am a Queen! I am a Queen of two kingdoms whose names are enough to make anyone tremble with fear. I am a Queen who had done nothing but what everyone asked me to do. I fulfilled everyone’s wishes without giving those any second thought. I am a Queen who got blamed for the things about which I don’t even have a minimal idea. I am blamed because there is nothing else they can do other than that. I am a Queen who wishes at present to go back being a princess as my life is going to be taken away by the person who is none other than my Father in a few seconds just because I am a Queen.

As long as their little princess was happy, what was there to object to? The days ahead were still long.

Then I straightened my jacket, picked up my phone, and walked out of th e office to get back to work. Because queens don’t wait for the right moment. They build it.

“I know you will.” Then her expression shifted—just slightly. The warmth faded, replaced by something more serious. “But that aside,” she continued, “I’ve been monitoring things.” Mirena turned to face her fully. “Monitoring?” She parroted. “Mhm hm. And I've noticed your influence has taken a dip, Queen,” Eleanor only ever called her Queen, when she was referring to business concerning her identity as the Investment Queen, the head of the Crowne Empire and Octa investment.

“Have I ever complained about my responsibilities? Have I failed in any way? Have I brought harm to any of the kingdoms?” “No, Your Majesty. But she is going to be your wife. And you are not any ordinary man, you are the King. And as long as she is married to you, she would be the queen, we just wanted to help.” The first elder muttered. My fingers ran through my hair, letting out an exhausted breath. My eyes shut, “Her dream is to own a restaurant, not rule a fucking kingdom with thousands of packs and millions of subjects. If we are discussing being queen, it should have been from me!”

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

“And you shouldn’t have to. You’re not here to decipher whether he loves me or he loves me not.” She eyed me with more interest. “And you are debating that? Now?” I shrugged self-deprecatingly. “Apparently I am not immune to fairy tales.” I said slowly. She laughed softly, shoulders shaking beneath her black polo neck that hugged her like a second skin. She shifted the gun in her lap, slipping the magazine into place. “Ah well, if you are going to fantasize about anyone, your husband is always a good choice.” I smiled ruefully. “That almost sounded like a joke. Congratulations Nat.”

In all the chambers in the royal castle there was one that stood out in taste and humor. Hardly any noise came from this chamber; if there was a sound at all, it would be from the melodious tone of the flute the queen of luxury played. Jia Veythar, the fourth queen of Decreash, commonly referred to as the queen of luxury due to her father's envious wealth, was a queen who liked to lurk within the shadows. She seeks only serenity and peace but still prides herself on some entertainment when the need arises.

He must have had undetectable magic spells, or he was the descendant of the last magicians so that he could win the hearts of women. Doesn’t that include me? I’m not sure if I fall into the type of woman who chases Eros. However, I only saw one woman chasing Eros, namely Siska, whether that woman loves Eros or just because of an arranged marriage and tries to please Eros’ grandfather. I don’t know ... I don’t know either. Happy Reading

I am the Queen of the Magic Manipulation Powers? Okay, so Cressida thinks she is the Queen but not always what we predict is true. However, it can be true at the same time. Oh God, don't put your pretty brains to test. Just stay calm and keep reading lovely people. Believe me when I say, A LOOOT is waiting for you. Love, Krystal GoodNovel