When He Calls You Queen Novels & Stories

"And I’d rather see this city turn to a graveyard than let you leave the walls." "The men are revolting, Sire!" Vance shouted. "They know! The rumor is already out of the room! They’re saying the Queen is alive and the King is a heretic!" "Then let them revolt." Ethan turned his head toward Vance. "Kael, take the reserves. Kill any man who mentions the Queen’s name. Vance, you’re going to the front. If you survive the first wave, I might let you live long enough to apologize to your betters."

As if I were his queen. What did that mean? “Yes,” I whispered. Then the call ended. I remained where I was, still under the quilt, wondering what had just happened. Does this mean… I’m Kade King’s girl? The Alpha King’s… woman?

I blurted, my fingers still gripping the edge of the door. “What is that?” “Your ladyship,” he answered without missing a beat. I groaned under my breath. “Can you stop calling me that?” “I can’t,” he said with quiet conviction. “You are the queen of this empire. I will never disrespect you by calling you anything less.” Queen. That word hit me like a stone in the chest. Just a few days ago, I was sobbing in my car over Ethan. Now I’m standing in a mafia castle, being called queen?

But now, Darius… “Why do you keep calling me ‘my queen’?” I asked as Darius put on a pair of pants. He turned to me, smiling a little. It was strange to see him smile so much. “It’s just for fun,” he said. “It sounds a little better than ‘my princess,’ but that is what you are, of course. Still, you’re as beautiful as any queen.” “Wait… you’re not a king?” “King?” he asked, sounding confused. “No.”

She runs off with Griff as I watch the males in the room talk to one other before one of them makes a call; glancing at Silvia to see her also confused so we wait- after about a minute, the guy comes back and he stares at us, raising an eyebrow. It gets him to talk. “We call the queen since you won’t listen to my king.”, they say. “Whatever makes you happy.”, I say with a shrug.

Vidhant took out the cellphone from his pocket and dialled a number. “Bring your lazy ass here. RB came to know that you are here,” Vidhant said to the caller on the other side while eying Alex and Raf. “How?” the caller exclaimed in a confused tone. “You idiot, the girl you met today is our Queen, RB’s mate,” Vidhant said, and the caller cursed under his breath. “Damn, if I knew that it was our Queen, I would never leave from there. Okay, no worries, I’ll come,” the caller said and disconnected the call.

Queen — "Yes, he is. Do you want to come see him?" Me — "Yes, I really miss him." Queen — "You're always welcome here. Come anytime you want." Me — "Thank you, my Queen. I’ll come right away." Queen — "We’ll be waiting for you." Once she hung up, I jumped from my seat and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. I had to look perfect. I had to look sincere.

Queen grumbled out again “Let me just order, you will get it soon” Juliet muttered walking out Few Minutes Later The bell rang and Queen ran out of the room with her iPad hugged to herself Queen stood dumbstruck when she saw the delivery guy “ You look ...so cute…like me” Queen mumbled getting her food The guy tried leaving but Queen blocked his path “ My name is Queen, grandpa calls me Queenie but you can call me, mmm… my queen” Queen grumbled out with a smile

I take a step back and Chris pouts. “It can’t be possible, Chris.” Alrich states. Since when did he get to call the King, Chris? “It is possible. I don’t know how but, it is.” He answers, completely ignoring Alrich calling him by Chris. “What is going on, Chris?” I ask nervously. He looks me dead in the eyes and says the last thing that I expect. “You’re my Queen, Rae. You’re my Queen.”

The word Queen. Whoever’s life I was in—it wasn’t a fairy tale. It was a fucking cage. The oldest woman stepped closer, her voice trembling but resolute. “Tonight, my Queen,” she said softly, “you’ll have to be strong. For the first time in three years, you’ve been summoned by His Majesty.” “Summoned?” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper. “What for?” They hesitated. The silence stretched long enough to make my skin crawl. “What?” I demanded. “Say it.”