The Queen Who Fight Back Novels & Stories

So took the path of darkness to gain more power, to gain Zenobia. I don’t know what exactly transpired during my absence till this date but after I came back from my mission I heard that one day the queen came back to the kingdom with Richard’s dead body in her hands. No one knew what had happened. The queen said nothing and the people of Alynthia, in their grief and rage, turned on her. They blamed her. And the alliance between their kingdoms shattered like glass underfoot. But Zenobia didn’t care about politics anymore. She had only one goal, to find out who had taken her Richard from her.

She herself felt weird with how she sounded like so she cleared her throat and snapped at him. "You just popped my cherry. Of course, it hurt. But I believe you can make it feel better, can you?" She challenged him. Though in the midst of carnal pleasure, her sassy self isn't totally gone. She just never thought there would actually be someone to bully her like this. She? The Queen of Bullies is "Being Bullied"?! No one would have ever imagined it. Yet here she is, lifted to the seventh heaven of pure bliss just to be dropped down like a hot potato falling into the eighteenth layer of hell in pain. But she knew, anatomically speaking, it was just because it was her first time.

“Oh yeah, she is impressive! She hates fighting since she is such a pacifist and believes we can resolve most issues without violence, but if she needed to, she could take down several rogues by herself.” Both my parents seemed genuinely happy to hear this. They believed that no matter your position or gender, everyone should be able to defend themselves. That’s why I was pushed to always train hard with Ryn, even when I couldn’t with the pack. And when I was back here on weekends, I was pushed even harder. As royals we face many people who would love to wipe out us out unfortunately, so my mother was also a badass when it comes to fighting. She only trains to maintain her skills now like I

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

I asked and smiled when she turned toward me with a frown. "No Mrs. Langston! I am here. You must go and get ready for your own set of battles." I was confused by her words, battles? What is she even talking about? "Battles? What do you mean?" I said voicing my concerns. Nora didn't stop her cleaning as more maids joined her but as they left with dirty dishes she turned toward me and said, " A woman has to fight many battles before she can become a Queen worthy enough to stand in front of a pack. Forgive my daring but even more than a King and you, my dear are just starting."

"You’ve got flashy hands, I'll give you that. But out here in the real world, ego gets you crushed. You think you're untouchable because of a few headlines?" She skated closer, stopping inches from the boards where I stood. She tilted her chin up, her gaze steady, completely unbothered by my intimidation. "I don't think I'm untouchable, Coach Sterling. I KNOW I'm the best skater in this program. I am the Ice Queen. You can try to put me down all you want, but you can't deny what you saw today."

We’d survive, build a life far from Kael Ashborne’s reach. The Luna in the mirror stared back, and for the first time in years, she seemed ready to fight. The baby deserved a mother who survived, not succumbed. And if Kael thought he could destroy me, he was gravely mistaken. I smoothed the teal gown, lifted my chin, and prepared for the performance of my life. Tonight, everything would change. Tonight, I would reclaim my power and my child’s future.

He was the king of the corporate and underworld spheres—a ruthless billionaire whose single word could destroy entire conglomerates overnight. He was known for two things: absolute, terrifying ruthlessness, and an icy hatred for women. In high society, everyone knew that any woman who dared to get within three feet of Brandon Blackwood would be thrown out into the street by his guards. Nicole’s eyes lit up with wild, greedy ambition. If I can catch Brandon Blackwood's attention, Nicole thought greedily, completely forgetting Dane beside her, I won't just be a high-society wife... I'll be the queen of the entire country!

“So if I ever wore the crown, it was you who put it on my head. Your memory gave me strength when I had nothing left. And now…” He looked at me in a way that made my heart pound in my chest. “You were the one who fought when I couldn’t. When I disappeared, I decided never to fight for the throne again because all I wanted was you in my life.” He swallowed hard. "Everyone gave up, but you didn’t. You not only fought, but you rose from the ruins. You took back what was ours, even when you were hurting. This is the strength of a true Queen." Tears streamed silently down my cheeks.

We talk about small things, simple things, and I find comfort in her presence. She is kind to me. Truly kind. Not like the others. Time slips away without me noticing. Until suddenly The doors open. King Idra and Queen Viola rush inside. “Mother,” Idra says, his voice sharp with concern. “The guards said you fainted.” The Queen Mother smiles softly. “I was not feeling well,” she replies. “I am getting old.” Her gaze shifts. First to me. Then to Idra. “I want to have grandchildren.” The words fall into the room like a stone.