The Queen Who Fight Back Novels & Stories

"Look, I know Kevin better than any of you here does. He isn't thst kind of person. I can vouch for that." "Of course, you can. But what about us? You think it won't rub off on us, or that we won't face consequences of he turned out bad?" "Maybe you should just stick to being Alpha Queen," Vanessa reasoned. "The law allows you to get married to any man of your choice and still keep the throne, performing your duties and all. You do not have to relinquish all that, except if you have an heir." Which I don't. Why were they so against me making Kevin Alpha King. But it was a decision that I had already made, whether they liked it or not. So, they would just have to adjust to the new me.

Free yourself from this right niw before it is too late. "I am still me!" she laughs "I do it for the Kingdom! For her"— Her? I have no time to consider the words before she hurls a blast of dark energy into me, slamming me against the inner wall with every intent to kill me. I hold my sword finally ready to end her "I'm sorry Marissa but this ends now'. Before I'm able to move towards her, a burst and ring of fire immediately circulates her then I see Hailey. The Queen descends in a blaze of glory from on high, her armour blazing, her wings outstretch in holy fury. Her aura sends everyone to a freezing stance "NO MORE". She screams

Let's attack isochronous, your highness" I shout and while the queen is in front of the titan I'm behind him and I attack with every wave of my sword to the titan as if he won't feel anything. as if his body was made of steel. And I can see that the queen was looking too weak, and she did not look like the way she was when I first saw her. She's using only her body to fight and to avoid the enemy, she hasn't used power. I don't have a choice other than to use extra power. I put extra strength into my sword and ice as well. the queen was hit by a baton and she flew away. I jump and run to her.

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another stepping stone to greatness." .•●•. ⚘THE VENETIAN EMPIRE ⚘ "Bring her back!" Demetrius yelled at the top of his voice. "I can't!" Merlin snapped and stated, "she had to transform on her own, if she can fight it we'll have her back, if she can't then she's simply gone."

“Yes Sir. There are some things I need to do, a lot of things I need to take care of.” “Like reclaiming your pack?” Adina cut in with a sharp tone. “How do you expect to be a Queen while also taking care of a bunch of wolves?” She watched me closely, her eyes sharp and just a hint of judgment in their icy depths. I held her gaze with my chin tilted and my gaze focused.

Assuring them that there will be no conflict in the succession of the throne as the thing they are worried about will come to happen. The queen had always been regarded as an Unprecedented Queen and a Fearsome one. With her great wits and ruthless nature everyone bows at her decree. But no one could deny that she was a great queen by the end, pouring all her heart to the kingdom even when the credits were not given to her. Working by the shadows and letting her middlemen do the jobs without asking for any praise. With her ruthless aura and headstrong personality, no one had ever come and won against her. Her words are always final and no one can debate with her about it. Given her capricious

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

The silence in the church lasted for two seconds. Then, a harsh, mocking laughter erupted. Maria laughed the loudest. She looked at me like I was a joke, even wiping a fake tear from her eye. "War? Isabella, darling, with what army?" she sneered, jabbing a finger at me. "Stop humiliating yourself. You think this is your father's world? Without him, you're just a useless ornament, good for nothing but spending money!"

“What do you want to do?” Victor spoke domineeringly; beneath his cold exterior, his emotions had long been stirred into turmoil by the young woman. “I… I don’t know… I’m so hot…” She felt as if a fire were burning inside her; her whole body was scorching hot. She twisted restlessly, her hands frantically tugging at her thin clothes. “Help me…” Her slender hands hooked around the collar of her white blouse, feebly trying to undo it, but her dazed mind caused her pale fingers to tangle with the black buttons.