The Queen Who Fights Back Novels & Stories

“But at what cost?” The Queen laughed softly. “At every cost. I lost Theron. I lost Myra. I lost Zayn. I lost myself. But I kept her. Because without her…” Her voice broke. “I forgot why I ever fought at all.” Liora stepped forward. “You don’t have to stay broken. That’s not who we are.” The Queen’s gaze sharpened. “That’s who you are. I’m the one who couldn’t carry it. I had to cheat time just to breathe again.”

And whoever thought a mother would be easy to manipulate had never met a woman who had already lost everything once and survived. If they wanted a war, then fine. But they should know Queens don’t fight like kings. They end things.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

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!

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.

“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

A smile that looks mysterious and dangerous at the same time. My eyes move to her legs and notice how she shifts her weight from one leg to another while bringing her right leg a little forward. The moment I realize what she is up to, she has already sprung into action as she grabs the knife with the blade, and turning around, she slams her elbow on that fuckers temple. Without even wasting a second, she plunges the knife deep into his thigh and lands a hard kick on his chest. My beautiful, fierce Queen is not some vulnerable girl. She is the fire that can burn everyone who dares to come in her path.

“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.

I tried to walk past but they blocked my way. "Great! a dumb too" "Gardenia stop it" a male voice boomed. "Why should I. If a common half-breed has the opportunity to rule us, I think I have a chance too" so that was her problem. She wanted to be Thane's mate. "The king needs a strong queen not a weakling. An asset. The people need a strong queen not a puny half-breed who can't even stand up for herself" some murmurs of approval was heard. For the first time in my life, I felt extreme hate for another person. Intense anger burned through me. I clenched my fists tightly and met her eyes.

I said, offering my hand. “I could swear he ran round that corner!” The throng was so much closer now. I rushed to pull the person to their feet, but their muddy cloak fell off. It was a woman. A very beautiful woman. For a moment, I just stared. I was fairly certain that I had never seen this face before, and her smell was different. An outsider? “They’re right behind us, Raul! Hey, isn’t that the royal Princess?” Scem, skittish as always roared as he neared us. He was practically flying towards us. As soon as those words left his lips, the woman before me began to run.