When He Calls You Queen Novels & Stories

Jonathan felt her calm voice tinged with a sense of melancholy. He grabbed her chin and made her look into his eyes. Seeing her eyes, he knew she was not happy. “You are a daughter, a friend, a mother, a wife, and a Queen. You have to endure the heavy burden of having to do justice and protect the ones you love. If you become a pushover, the ones you love will get hurt. And they deserve worse than what you have in store for them.” He kissed her eyes slowly as he continued. “Your retaliation is much more forgiving and gentle than what they did to you in the first place. In your place, I would have made them suffer worse than what they had planned for you. Don’t think badly about yourself.”

Queen leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs as she started recounting her day. "So, I called him first, and for the first time in a while, he actually picked up. We talked. He wasn't as cold as he usually is. I asked why he wasn't answering calls, told him I was worried, and he actually listened." She placed a hand dramatically on her chest. "Can you believe that?" "Not really," Bianca muttered, still shocked. "Then," Queen continued, "I told him I was coming to see him, and he didn't say no. So, I dressed up and went over there."

I paused, pushing away from his chest and staring into his eyes, “Why do you call me that?” He bent down, leaning against the tree and sitting down and pulling me with him. “In this Kingdom, they call you Queen.” He paused, “But no one treats you like a Queen. They don’t deserve you and you’re not some Queen.” He caressed my cheek, wiping away the tears, “You are a goddess. You’re meant to be worshipped, not abused. You’re supposed to be the greatest of them all. This Kingdom is too small for you. You’re meant to rule over everything.”

queen's eyes filled with tears suddenly once again srinithi called her as your highness queen asked "can't you feel me as your mother or you don't like me" srinithi said "nah nahh I really feel you like my mom" queen asked "then" srinithi said "I can't call you your highness or mam or aunt because you're so cute to be called as aunt" queen chuckled to srinithi's cute words queen said "call me mom then" even queen don't know why she asked srinithi to call like that srinithi thought for a second and asked "is it okay for me to call you like that" queen nodded her head

She splayed her hands at her sides. His chest rumbled with laughter. "anything to make you want me, my queen." Queen? She was surprised he'd called her that. Though, not as surprised as when he'd called her sweet muffins. "First, I'm not your queen don't call me that. Secondly, you're shady, like an onion, there's always a different layer to you, you'd just tried two different strategies and it's making me wonder what you'd try next. But anyways, just know this, no matter what you do, I'd never ever want you."

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

“I don’t know. I’m not going to be able to get used to people calling you King.” “Will you be able to get used to people calling you Queen?” he asks, brow arched. I laugh up into his face at the ridiculousness of it. “Absolutely not,” I reply. “They’ll all just have to call me Ella, or I’ll walk right past them without realizing that they’re talking to me.” “You don’t do so poorly responding to Luna,” he says, pulling his arm from my grip and wrapping it around my shoulder to pull me close. “Yes, but that feels more real,” I say quietly. “I…know what a Luna’s supposed to do. I want to protect my pack, help them in all things.” “I imagine Queen is much the same,” he says softly. “You’ll get u

She looks at me, "You used to visit sometimes, don't you remember?" I shake my head, "If I did, I wouldn't be asking questions." "I was the Queen's maid and Henry's nanny." My jaw drops and that's when the memories come flooding back, the gifts, the trips to the castle and the little brunette boy, which used to chase me around the castle and play hide and look with, it's Henry. "You remember now?" I nod, "Yes." Henry walks into the living room and tells Nana that the car is waiting outside, she kisses his cheek goodbye and gives Henry a hug and leaves. The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous.

Only at this moment did I truly understand that a woman should pursue power above all else. The dinner began. Luke stood on the stage, delivering a passionate and hopeful speech before finally announcing loudly, "Now, let us all welcome the Queen of the Werewolves with the greatest respect!" "Your Majesty!" The crowd bowed in perfect unison, their voices echoing through the grand hall as they awaited my arrival. I wore an extravagant outfit. Its intricate embroidery and dazzling gemstones sparkled under the lights. On my head sat the unique crown of the Silverfang Pack. It was a symbol of power and honor.

the Queen informed us. “I do not understand, Queen,” I replied uncertain how to talk to her. I wished Eric had told me some of this, but in reality, we had very little time to discuss etiquette when speaking with the Queen and King. The Queen gave herself a shake, “Please call me Elizabeth, and this is Carter, my mate,” she said as she looked between us.