Their Beautiful Strong Queen Novel Novels & Stories

"They won't touch you. I am Queen around here. They'll die if they displease me." Renae's eyes widened. "You kill people?" The woman laughed heartily and Renae caught a glimpse of perfect white teeth as she purred, "No, people kill for me." She believed her, because every man who laid eyes on the woman had the same look in their eyes. Wanton desire. And the Queen, as she liked to be called, she wore their needs and desires like armour. She wore her beauty like a shield and her allure was a spear. Renae had never met anyone so captivating and terrifying.

is the first thing i hear , my body starts trembling . The queen appears in front of us , she is smiling down at me . She is so beautiful and glows with power . “ Ah Nari , don't you look beautiful . The colour of your dress brings out your stunning eyes .” She says as she takes my hand to lead me into her garden . “ Come back for her when i call you son ok . Now leave us girls to have so us time .” I find myself smiling at the queen and how much her huge son loves and respects her . “ This place is beautiful , your majesty .” I find myself saying as we come to a table and chairs that's set out with gorgeous foods in all colours . She smiles at me and signals me to sit .

A month ago, she thought she can never live without him and yet here she found herself breathing in and out, having nightmares and still walking around corridors and stairs, like a lost soul she tried to find his face in everyone and his touch in everything, and she knew, she was sure she'll continue breathing for him and for the promises she gave him. Until the sun goes down she had to be strong and until the moon is full again she would swallow the sadness inside and WOMAN up. And so she carried herself down the stairs of the ship landing on the northern grounds with all the grace and strength he fed her. Queen Wren Zanthus Zayetzev was the one to rule the kingdom now.

“But like a beautiful rose, we may be beautiful but we are also dangerous. We can hurt people with what we have, like thorns of a rose, but thorns can also protect us from the harm of the world.” “You know that I am going to be here, Your Majesty,” I said and smiled a little. “I wonder how many things you are going to say to me, Queen Jonah… or shall I say, Witch Queen Jenova?” She did not speak. Instead, she picked one strand of rose. The beautiful face was f the queen revealed in front of me, and her porcelain skin was glowing as ever. Her accessories were sparkling due to the light from the sun, and she looked expensive with her huge and elegant gown compared to me.

another answered. A pause. Then, quieter—closer now, almost thoughtful: “Look at the wounds.” Fabric shifted. Hands moved—not rough, not gentle either. Efficient. Her sleeve was pulled back just enough to expose torn flesh beneath, the bite marks jagged and deep, edges darkened with drying blood. One of them exhaled softly. Not shock. Recognition. “That’s not clean.” “No,” the second voice agreed. “It’s not controlled.” “Unstable?” “Has to be.”

They all formed a closed circle around me so they could all hear me. “Ok I know they have one of the warriors on their team but it’s going to be ok. You know how I know?” I asked and they all shook their heads. “Because I’m the Queen remember? And you and you and you are all queens, and all you boys are the alphas.” I started to see smiles appear on across their faces. “Now last time I checked, Queens and Alphas outrank warriors right?” “YEAH!” They all shouted together.

I didn’t want him to experience that heartbreak, especially not so young. Tala stands next to me; I reach out for her hand, my eyes still looking at the murky color of the sky. “Don’t die on me, Kellen. Not again.” She says absently, her voice holding a slight waiver. Breaking my gaze, I cast my eyes upon the most beautiful she-wolf ever. I once thought that was Lamia, but as I look at my queen with her red hair tied back, and whisps strewn across her forehead, I realize it was always meant to be us.

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

I went to take a step forward but was met halfway. Hotch and I went back and forth as I tried my hardest to control my vision in front of me. I needed to gain control again or I would hurt him and that was the last thing I wanted. I was a protector. I was no longer the Queen that people needed to be terrified of. I was the queen people came to for protection, for help and I would not let my past destroy me. I am so much stronger than this. When the realization hit me of who I am meant to be I froze. Pain shot through my body and I fell to my knees screaming. “No one touch her!” Hotch yelled. “AHHH what is happening to me?!” I screamed. My breathing became shallow and it was like nothing I ha

She was a damn princess after all the true alpha treated her like a god for all her life And now she has to work hard for a damn human. A human who was her mate. The other alphas sighed as they were about to sit down. However, Ashely glared at them, "I do not remember asking you all to sit down." The four of them stopped in the middle and looked at her while she picked an apple and rubbed it against her clothes before she looked at them with her sharp eyes that were glaring daggers at them and making them feel that she was the boss, she was the superior. Her aura was that of a queen that made them feel the urge to bow to and submit, she then smirked and said, "but what else can I expect from