The Secret Queen Novels & Stories

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

The light of the red box radiated onto the wall and reflected a female figure. “Mom!” Queenie choked in disbelief. The female figure in the light from the red box was smiling. “After five years, you finally find the secret box. I purposely kept it for you. When you hear this, you will be ready and able to overcome all the challenges you will face.” Queen Sarah’s face looked so wise when she talked to Queenie.

she asks as her lip quivers slightly. I nod and place my arm nervously around her waist as she snuggles up to me. Her scent invades my nostrils and I resist inhaling deeply. In this short moment, I feel like I am in heaven, until I hear her soft sniffles. She’s crying. Why is she crying? I back my head slightly and lift her chin with my hand to meet my gaze. Her tears glisten in the low light and I wipe them away as they fall. “You can tell me. I will always keep your secrets,” I whisper to her. I caress her cheek with my thumb as she continues to stare at me.

"Fourth,.... As she read from the book, I was damj tired of standing. Like, how do I understand what she's reading when i feel pains at the knees. There was no other chair in the hall except for the one Manuel was sitting on. I swallowed the torture and leaned on the table. Tetrazzini didnt seem to care as she continued blabbing. "Tenth! A queen that cheats on the king would publicly be disgraced and one of her arm would be chopped off!" She yelled like she was directly referring to me. "Any question?" She asked with a creepy smile... I shook my head negatively. "No...I perfectly understand" I replied. "And the secret code of queenship is this - you have no right to lie to the king. Because

She called it sacrifice. Maybe both were true. He never recovered. And I was foolish enough to think I could fill the space she left behind. One drunken night, I became the woman he hid from the world. His assistant. His secret wife. The mother of the son he never claimed. That morning, I printed two documents: my divorce papers and my resignation letter. When my coworker leaned over my desk, she frowned. “You’re really quitting, Jo?” I forced a small smile. “Yeah. My son’s father works overseas. I’m taking my boy there. It’s time we’re together as a family.”

she murmured, “when it steals the very thing that made time feel like life?” The hall behind her flickered with warm torchlight, casting elongated shapes across the marble floor. Servants moved in hushed steps, each careful not to disturb their queen’s private vigil. They knew this hour well: the moment when Sienna dismissed her guards and advisors, stood alone beneath the moon, and let herself look unbearably human. A queen forged in fire, crowned in silver, and worshiped more fiercely than any ruler before her, yet still the woman who had once held Ryder’s face between her hands and whispered that she would never let him go.

The tension in my chest, the weight of all my secrets, starts to ease for the first time since I knew I had secrets to keep. He can be the king, the conqueror. I thread a hand between us, find the top of his shredded pants, and cup his cock. He jerks into my palm, and I grin. As everyone knows, as Mother and Luna Raven make more than clear, the queen is usually the true power. I loosen his pants until I can reach skin, and begin stroking him in rhythm with his wild feast on my neck. His groan vibrates through my whole body. Fingertips dance over the apex of my thighs, teasing.

She even almost finished the scribbles on the paper. Liam glanced at her again for a moment, he felt so curious about Emily's figure who had not given an amazed response to him, of course all women would do that to him if they were around Liam. He turned to his secretary and whispered to her, "Do you know who the woman sitting beside me is?" The secretary looks to look at Liam's side for a moment and she becomes silent after seeing her, the look on her face certainly shows that she is remembering something. "If I'm not mistaken she is the youngest child of the Orlando family, it's rarely seen," the secretary whispered to Liam and it was seen that the man nodded in understanding.

Outside, the banners of the realm snapped in the wind, the guards at their posts none the wiser that the foundations of their world were about to crack. Deep inside the royal wing, the Queen sat alone in her private library. The curtains were drawn, the grand hearth cold, her figure cast in shadow as though she belonged to another realm altogether. On the desk before her sat a plain, black laptop. Not connected to the castle network. Not traceable. A machine known to no one but her. From the folds of her velvet robe, she slipped out a silver USB drive—the one her maid had delivered at dawn, hidden beneath a tray of tea.

Then, the young queen regarded his husband. “Do you think it’s wise? I mean, our secret has been a secret for so long, and now, they wanted to come forward, to be exposed to the world. I don’t think the peasants would like it,” she said as she was pinching her nose bridge. Then, Aiden was hugging her. He kissed her forehead before he whispered to her. “Maybe you can meet with their leaders and talk with them about the benefits of having their secrets hidden. Who knew, they would see it our way?” He said as Arabella nodded.