Your Brow Queen Novels & Stories

"Actually, he got it from me." He said with a wink. I had to hold back my laughter, especially after his mate smacked his arm. The Amato men all looked very similar to one another. Leonardo Amato had wavy hair that reached his chin, whereas King Amato had long luxurious hair that fell a little passed his shoulders. Aurelio's is short like his grandfather's but had his sides and back cut. They all have brown hair and low trimmed beards. From what I could see, Aurelio was the only one with tattoos and a piercing. The queen had long loosely curled, dirty blonde hair, with gorgeous water green eyes. She had olive skin and a button nose. She had small pouty lips and gentle freckles that dust over

But what was it that an old commoner was here and following them? As fast as lightning, Queenie took the machete from Deril’s hand. Then she jumped up. With a somersault in the air, Queenie ambushed the old man. She pointed a machete at his neck. “Who are you?! Why are you following us?” she asked. Deril was startled by Queenie’s sudden movement. He could only gape and shake his head. They said The Crown Princess of Bright River Kingdom was only good at holding lipstick and flowers. Shit! He would kill anyone who dared to spread such cheap gossip.

Her head was now adorned with a gigantic crimson crown, made of supercharged, standing hair. " Frivolous? You took away my newborn without my consent... " " Mind your words, woman. I am your king before I am your husband. I don't need your consent regarding matters of the state. And the whereabouts of my heir is one of those. " The queen immediately stopped in the middle of her track. She twitched her neck and her hair immediately fell over her shoulder. It was back to being dark brown once again. She retraced her steps and then muttered under her breath,

I had only met the Luna Queen once before, years ago at Drake and Zoe’s wedding shortly after Noah and I had wed. I remembered her clearly—a petite, hardy old woman with a perpetually pursed mouth and a ramrod-straight posture that made her appear even more rigid. She was notoriously harsh in her judgments as well, never one to mince words or spare feelings. I knew, now, why Noah had hired these estheticians—every hair had to be perfectly in place, each cosmetic treatment absolutely flawless. The Luna Queen was old-fashioned, a true stickler for protocol and tradition. If she found even the tiniest of flaws in a candidate’s appearance or behavior… well, it wouldn’t bode well for them. And no

"You should not worry. He is my greatest warrior." Evalyn finishes my braid and ties the end with a small piece of twine. She then wraps the braid around my hair and pins it into place with small jewel pins from the kingdom of Seattle. She then places my crown on my head and nods her head in approval. "I love it, my Queen."

"Oh, yes you are right. However, I have a feeling that day that you and Brad will have a connection. It was instinct when I saw the way he looks at you." I blushed at the thought. Waves of emotion are sweeping me off my feet and I feel like I am walking in cloud nine. The make-up artist begins to do my hair while Jessica sits in one of the chairs and looks at me. The door of the room opened and I saw the beautiful Luna Queen Ashley in her asymmetric one-sleeve crepe gown. "Hello, ladies! How's the bride?" The make-up artist bows her head to the Luna Queen. "Hello your majesty, it would only take a few minutes now. She is stunning and a natural beauty, that's why I don't have to work much. I

She pressed herself further back, unwilling to fight, unwilling to make a sound that could provoke him further. Aaron’s chest heaved slightly. He stepped back, then, finally, his face twisted into a grin that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m going out,” he said casually, as though nothing had happened, picking up his jacket. “You stay here. Think about what you did. Maybe next time, you’ll be smarter.”

Her make up was done moderately and her long brown curvy hair kept on bouncing with each step she took. When she got to the table I was sitting she stopped, we never see eye to eye and her stopping here had to mean something. I ignored her instead and faced my food only to hear her clear her throat and see her stretch her hand to Noah from my peripheral vision. “Noah King, the name befits the owner, hi, I am Kiri Greene. The queen of the royals.” the queen bitch I think she meant and unfortunately my step sister introduced herself to Noah as the queen!

His claws leaving a deep scratch across his shoulder blade. I looked at him sadly. My eyes welling with tears as I replied. “You are not my Alpha, Drake. I am a Luna Queen.” My message was simple. I out ranked him. His will had no effect on me. I chose to respect him as an Alpha, but I did not need to fulfil his command.

ADRIANA “You’ve lost your mind.” I said, glaring at his seated form. He looked high and mighty. And so relaxed, like he isn’t intruding in my personal space. He doesn’t look like someone that has been told to get the hell out about a million times. Instead, he resembles a king on his throne. “I’m glad you recognise who I am.” He boasts, his smile now turning into a full grin. “And I’ve got a throne right beside me for you, my queen.”