The Queen Who Fights Back Novels & Stories

Didn't do anything wrong, indeed. "Don't get me wrong, Daniel," she retorted, "I'm not here to argue nor say something about anything to anyone." With a domineering face, chin jutting out, she glanced at the trembling girl, who was cowering behind Daniel. "Queens don't compete with hoes." Her cold lilac eyes then stared at the man, who she thought was different.

"Wearing a crown. Coiled around a broken sword." Varek took one slow step back. Boots bolted to the floor. "That line is dead," Varek said. The words came out like gravel. "The Sovereign King and his wife burned in the Sector Four sweeps. Ten years ago. There was no child." "The girl is twenty," Tor said. Voice coming back now. Harder. Like he'd made a decision. "She grew up in Sector Four. She fights with the Sovereign form... you saw it yourself in the hallway. And her father isn't hiding from a shipping debt." Something moved in Tor's face. Something complicated and old and guilty. "He's a Royal Guard. He's been keeping her buried in the outer rim for ten years to keep her breathing."

he suggested, keeping his smile while presenting a new book to her. "What is that? What story does it have?" Ruby asked, finally looking at his direction instead of her window. "It's a compilation of dozens of stories about fantastic fighter women. Like Atalanta who never lost a race even to the fastest men and the first to land a hit on the monstrous boar, or Princess Merida the Brave who saved her own mother from a witch's curse. There's also about Queen Daenerys Targaryen, the Dragon Queen who started as a woman sold by her own brother to a barbarian Horse Lord but when he died she picked herself up. She built an army of her own, conquered kingdoms, freed slaves, and repelled evil forces

It was one of the things I loved about her and one of the things that made her so difficult to control. "And the marriage?" I asked. Silas hesitated. That hesitation told me everything I needed to know before he opened his mouth. "It appears real. She wears no ring but the palace staff refers to her as the Queen. She was recently tested by the council in a public arena. Combat demonstration. She fought a Lycan guard and lost but she stood up seven times. The crowd was impressed." Seven times. My jaw tightened. She was getting stronger. The weak broken girl I had kept on a leash was being forged into something new inside those walls.

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

She yelled and knocked down everything that was on his table with her hands. She was breathing so hard. A spark of defiance remained in her eyes, a flame of determination that refused to be extinguished. She would not go down quietly. She would rage against Mia with everything she had done like she had done to the ones before Mia, and fight against everyone that would dare to rise up after Mia who sought to take away her crown and her position as Luna. She was the queen, and she would not be replaced, not while she was still breathing.

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."

The queen was very mad, she didn't knew that Celia had such kind of a delusional manners that even her couldn't take it at all, for long, she never have a servant like Celia who would actually fight back against the words that she struck at them. "How dare you talk back at me, I am your vampire queen! You are not allowed to disobey me like that or I'll have you cursed! You don't know what you are doing!" "Your Highness , of course I know what I am doing. I know exactly what I am capable to do as well. As a vampire myself, I should fight back, no matter what happened, I should fight back with anyone who's trying to belittle me!" "You try that and you'll regret it for the rest of your life!" S

"But...there is a bad news as well Thora" I pull back to look up at him. His eyes lowered as he whispers lowly. "Queen Charlotte. She has challenged you for a fight in 2 weeks." Colour drains from my face...as I stagger back. That bitc*! This is her plan...she plans to kill by doing this. This is not an opportunity...but a suicide mission. Charlotte is known to be the best female fighter in the world. Making her earn the position of the werewolf Queen. Her wolf one of the strongest.

“Getting worked up isn’t good for the baby. Sit. Listen to what I have to say before you disagree.” Around me, everyone murmurs in agreement, their eyes urging me to breathe, to let her speak. Even Jack’s gaze pleads with me. My chest rises and falls rapidly, but eventually I exhale through my teeth and drop back into my seat, my body taut and unyielding. The Queen lifts her chin, her mask of strength settling back in place. “I am going to fight Malik.” I jolt forward, ready to shout again, but she raises her hand quickly, words spilling out in a rush. “Even though I will win, I am not fighting him physically. You don’t need to fear that.”