The Queen's Justice Novels & Stories

“We saw what happened in the temple. We saw the Queen carried through the streets like a corpse wrapped in divine fire.” He leaned forward, eyes narrowing. “Tell us, Alpha. Tell us the truth. What happened to our Queen?” A pause thick as smoke filled the room.

Meisi, Amaranth, and two other girls dressed in maids attire were dragged into the hall and an eunuch read their crimes aloud. Half of the court was mortified, they couldn't believe that someone would try to harm their Queen while the other half was just uninterested in the case, they knew what would happen and they supported it. After the king's judgment on all of them, they were dragged out of the hall. Meisi will be imprisoned at the Winter Palace while the other servants will be beheaded for their crimes. It was unfair but I can't do much about it.

The Queen of the Underworld greeted him with her usual cold expression and fiery robe woven from thin threads, while a gigantic crown with a shining jewel in the middle rested upon her dark-black locks. "Excellent, Frederick." She clapped enjoying the exclusive news. "But...but ma'am-" The queen's servant shook at his post, unable to respond before her majesty. “But what? Is that not what we wanted from the start?” The queen wrote words to remind her faithful servant of her previous orders. Mr. Frederick, helplessly pursed his lips and resorted to silence, straightening his back, at the command of his queen. "Let them finish theirs, Frederick, justice will come at last."

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

Justice shook his head helplessly, still shocked from everything that has happened and how fast it all went down. Everything he believed all his life could be all a big, fat lie and he’d been killing since he was twelve. “Aidan, tell me… is November James really our Queen? Did someone poison their father and put the blame on November? Is that why she ran into hiding?” Justice swallowed, his voice rising, the betrayal was burning, it is of the highest betrayal an Alpha could do to the pack. “Are we all this time been following a farce queen?!”

He gives in, panting. "The mafia don's behind the death of The Kingstons." He informs. The woman rolled her eyes, expecting something more valuable than the Kingstons, whoever they were. Dominic Bianchi, the Sicilian Don, was known to end lives. The woman was aware that it was the Don's favorite past-time. His hands were stained by the blood of those he had killed. Though it's not like Bella's hands were clean.

"Yes. I'm not having an affair. I don't know how my son doesn't have the Crown Prince's blood, but I really don't have an affair! Where's the evidence that says I'm having an affair?! Which man do you think is having an affair with me?” "Crown Princess." The call came from the highest seat in front of me, Her Majesty the Queen. In trials involving members of the royal family, Her Majesty the King and Her Majesty the Queen have the authority to participate in judging with the consent of both judges. I don't know who created this crazy justice system, but they sure are insane.

But there were so many things to consider so, as much as I wanted to give in, I stepped back a let the cold draft snap me back to reality. Disappointment flickered in his gaze before burning out like the last remaining embers of a flame. I wanted to apologize but that seemed like a foolish thing to do. "When you're Queen," he began in a voice so firm, it sounded as if he believed every word that left his blush pink lips, "you'll rule fairly. You'll protect your people. You've already proven what lengths you can go to to make sure your people live the lives they deserve." "That is if they accept me as Queen," I muttered under my breath.

But the woman in front of Benedict just looked and smiled, and she liked to see something that no one could own. "You should have listened to me, Benedict!" said the Queen to the helpless head of the Guinevere family. "Hey! For someone who can't be loyal and wants a throne, why should I listen to what you have to say?!" said Benedict in a weak tone. The Queen clenched her fists on the chair angrily, "You realize that whatever you do now will kill your beloved wife and child!" "This is destiny, Your Majesty. But god knows what will happen after all this; there must be justice, and I will watch your destruction from there, Cassia!!" said Benedict looking up at the end of his sentence and menti

But before she could finish her sentence, the Queen’s voice cut through the air, firm and final, silencing her completely. “I will bring her back as an angel,” Queen Marasela declared, her voice strong, unwavering. The words hit the air like a thunderclap, and Jessa froze, unable to comprehend the magnitude of what she was hearing. The Queen’s gaze was steady, filled with the kind of determination that could move mountains. There was no softness in her voice now, no hesitation—only a clear, powerful resolve that seemed to make the very ground beneath them tremble with its force. “An angel who will bring justice and exact vengeance on Victoria.”