Their Beautiful Broken Queen Novels & Stories

Kiana watches her, a small smile resting on her lips. There is something comforting about this. The movement. The voices. The certainty that everything is coming together. “Do you like it?” the Queen asks suddenly, turning back to her. Kiana blinks, then looks down at herself. At the fabric. At the details. At the care woven into every thread. “Yes,” she says softly. Then, with more certainty, “I love it.” The Queen’s expression softens. “Good,” she says. “It should be worthy of you.”

My body is a stone. I am broken. But I am still here. One day left. I let the darkness take me. Tomorrow, the Queen rises from the dead.

The Queen's expression didn't change, but something flickered in her eyes, it looked like surprise. "Other girls have tried and died trying," she said. "What makes you different?" "I don't know," I admitted. "But just in case you don’t know, I broke the first requirement in a week. I saw the beast and I didn't run. That's more than most." The Queen was silent for a long moment. Then she leaned back in her throne, her expression unreadable. "Brave. We shall see," she said. -———————————- Prince Ryker was worse than his aunt.

She resembled a white rabbit overcome by terror, and to his surprise, a flicker of pity welled up within him. Surrounded by opulent splendor, the petite woman in his arms seemed all the more fragile. The wine stains on her white blouse hadn’t yet dried, and her disheveled clothes were particularly evocative. “Take me away… take me away…” Her rosy lips kept murmuring indistinctly. Her tightly closed eyes, which revealed a hidden pain beneath her delicate beauty, made the man’s thoughts wander uncontrollably. Sarah’s entire weight rested on Victor, yet she could barely walk steadily.

She said all the elders doubted she was really the lost princess but she insisted she is the one so there was only one way to know the truth. They put her on the throne and the throne started to try and connect with her and since she was not the right person and the pendant she yielded too was bad, the power consumed her soul, it sucked out her soul from her.’ I tell Thea, who has a very happy expression on her face. ‘So my best-friend is the queen of the witch realm huh? Ugh! I missed you so much.’ Thea tells me. ‘Yeah, I miss you too so much dear and yeah, you are staring at a witch queen.’ I tell her as we both share a laugh.

Killian sat next to her and tried to comfort her. "What's on your mind?" "If they could see me now. The Luna Queen. How would they react?" "They would be stupid to still pursue you." "Andrew would. Can we do this?" "We can try. Together." The next week was spent enjoying the time and letting everyone meet their new King and Queen. Crystal remained the same; as humble and kind as ever. When they got home, that's when the real test began and Killian was confident as long as he had Crystal by his side. She was amazing at everything she did and she always excelled in it. She would make the wolves a fine Queen and he thanked the Moon Goddess for blessing him with her. She was the alpha's battered

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her... Slay her dragons... I will.

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."

If they had just sank their claws as soon as they turned me and ripped my heart out I would be gone just like that. Fresh tears came but damn it I was a Luna and soon to be queen. Queens don’t cry, Queens take attacks and wake up the next day as if nothing happened. Queens are strong and never break. I was not going to break, I was not going to break. I kept screaming in my head.

Walking up to me, he looked down and said, “Don’t lie, princess. But don’t fall for me either...” My heart jolted in my chest and I asked in a whisper, “Why?” “Because I’ll break your heart. I’m good at breaking things.” He replied like he was confessing a sin. I stood up too and met his steady, serious gaze with my own. “I am already broken, Cole. Don’t you think it would be hard to break me again.” He shook his head. “Violet...” I stepped closer, cupped his cheek and stood up on my tiptoes to kiss him. I said, “Princess... You call me that. You should start calling me a broken princess. Your Broken Princess.”