*PSA* 6/26/23-Sadly I have run into a problem with this story. Upon opening my next Word doc, I noticed that this and the following eight chapters had been corrupted somehow. I'm devastated and working tirelessly with the original outlines from google docs to fix this mess as best I can. 16.1 & 16.2 might be the last updates for a week or so until I get it worked out. Hopefully, I will still have you as readers when I return with more Fated to the Queen uploads. PLEASE DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME and hit those thumbs up on this message.
“My Queen, the Chef has prepared a lovely breakfast buffet for you and the King,” Rieka’s voice chimes in, presenting the food and saving me a stammered response. Kimarhi’s eyes move to Rieka, still presenting her with a smile, “It's nice of Anya, always sending my favorites, but whom might this green-eyed beauty be?” “I’m sorry, My Love. This is Lady Rieka. Your new handmaiden, a gift from my Mother," I say with pride. “Well, I wasn’t expecting that, but Hello, Rieka. Lovely to meet you," Kimarhi greets her with a nod. “Thank you, my Queen, it's an honor," Reika curtsies again. “So formal. But I see you already know the way to my heart. With food!” They giggle at each other, and Rieka starts her task of serving each of us. “My current maiden announced she is expecting. I’m sure she would help you to settle before taking her sabbatical. I already gave her this Summit off after day one. We will have to ask her later.” “That sounds delightful. Thank you, my Queen,” Rieka says as s
To my Lovely readers, I hope you've been enjoying Fated to the Queen. I love bringing these characters to life for you, and I know you will enjoy the twists and turns I have planned. Writing has been an excellent outlet, and I'm glad to get some exposure here. You are all wonderful to give my book your attention, and I appreciate your support. I hope you noticed the author's note if you read the last two episodes, 16.1 & 16.2. If not, here's a more in-depth note. On Friday, 6/23/23, I encountered a problem. Sadly my Word doc was corrupted somehow, and I only have my G****e rough draft outlines for the following eight chapters of my book. I have been working day and night to fix this issue for days but making little progress. I could only put out one chapter so far, and you just read it. I am heartbroken as an author, taking it one step at a time as it's all I can do. It is hard to stay positive when over ten-thousand words are erased in one file. I hope you are patient with me
*UPDATE 7/2/23* Hello, My Lovely Readers, I'M BACK WITH AN UPDATE FOR FATED TO THE QUEEN, AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. I endeavor to release an episode a day going forward, but life happens. I am trying to ensure the story is close to what I had before. But during this editing process, things are changing and evolving as I go making it a new adventure for me too. Please know I appreciate your continued patience with me in this matter. I strive to bring you a polished story, and this setback has pushed me even more in that regard. I Promise Queen Kimarhi and her fated will return, and when that happens, you will get to meet Imagyn. Until the next episode, if you are interested, try my other GoodNovel. It's a dark romance that turns sweet, with the female lead experiencing character growth and sexual discovery. Anything for Lola, also by Demona Maxwell Lola Angelos is a simple waitress with aspirations of being a chef. However, tuition debt puts those dreams on hold. She should take
Kimarhi - Afternoon Summit Day Two The morning was wonderfully filled with hugs from my mates. I did love our cuddle pile as we slept. I felt warm and loved. My heart has never been so whole, but I still sense something is missing. I stand in the shower now, letting hot water pour over me. At first, my mind and body were focused solely on Lorcan, but now Xim has joined us. I’m worried; I cannot give them the attention they deserve. But they are mine. As long as we can be together, I know we will all be happy. The thought of my mates makes my body shiver with pleasure, and I take my hand to my core and ease my needs. I'm surprised my mates didn't come stomping through the door to help. During breakfast, I got to meet Lady Reika, my new handmaiden. She intrigues me, being quite lovely and attentive. The men did enjoy watching us work together, and it’s been a while since being with a woman. Lorcan has no issue sharing, and Xim is open to our bond. Perhaps I can convince Rieka to joi
Upon entering the dining room, Reika takes over. We follow, and she leads us straight to Lorcan’s parents. The butterflies in my stomach are flying at a frenzied pace as we get closer. King Lassiter and his wife sit at the head table facing the hall. Lorcan’s Father is dressed in a suit that’s having difficulty containing his muscles. He has a bright smile, which only grows wider when he sees us. “There’s our son!” Lassister’s voice booms as he stands up. “Hello, Father,” Lorcan says, leaning into him for a manly hug. King Lassiter pats him on the back and pushes Lorcan aside. He then pulls me into his arms without warning. I don’t fit it and let him smother me with his warm hug. “My lovely Nurus,” he says, swaying us. “Hello, pater,” mumbling ‘father’ into his chest happily. “Nice of you to finally join us, son,” his mother says, standing from her chair. “Our home needed protecting. We got here as soon as possible,” Lorcan responds while pecking her cheek. After their embrace,
It is not very becoming of a Queen. I shake out my nerves taking Lorcan and Xim’s hands in mine. I calm down enough to continue. “I feel the same sensations as I do with our King. Have you ever heard of such a union.” my voice whispers like someone’s listening in. Sir Tavers is quiet, not upset, but definitely thinking. He gets up and walks around to me, slowly offering me a hug. Lorcan and Xim release me to him with care. “Congratulations again, my Queen,” Sir Tavers says joyfully. “I know this is strange, having two fated, but it feels so right somehow,” I say when he pulls away. “I’m sure it does. I will research this for you at once.” His tone is soft but shaking. “I know you will, and thank you.” After a moment in his arms, I feel much better. Everything seems more straightforward and meant to be. He isn’t judging or questioning this. “Sir Tavers, I officially present my fated mate, Xim of the Nomads.” “Nice to meet you, and welcome home.” “I’m happy to be here,” Xim’s c
Imagyn - Day Two of the Summit Finally arriving on Lion Island, I walk into the grand hall of the clan house. It’s beautiful, and so many are here. Everyone is dawning their best, and I’m wearing a simple green and white sarong with a pair of flats. Feeling very underdressed and out of place. I’m meant to be with the wounded warriors or scouting the skies, not mingling here. It’s possible that someone needs healing. Regardless of the reason, I do as I’m told. Making my way through the crowd, I say hello, being polite as I pass or bump into anyone. No one stops me for conversation. They nod and go on about their business. I scanned the room, looking for Alpha Morgan. I came to the summit as he asked. But since arriving, I’ve had a headache and have been unable to use the Den link. Finally finding the Alpha, he speaks with a sentry warrior, and I don’t interrupt. The hall chattering’s loud enough that I couldn’t hear them and shouldn’t eavesdrop. Positioning myself in sight so that w
“My Imagyn!” I feel Kimarhi’s soft hand on my face as I fade and pass out from the shock. A bright white light begins to spin with a whirl of colors; purple, gold, blue, and fire red. The shape of a white flower appears from its center, blooming right before my eyes. I feel complete happiness as arms reach in and around to embrace me. I'm finally home and loved. After some time, I come out of my haze. I can feel the soft plushness of a bed below me and wonder if all that was a dream. I also sense the warmth of a body, as if I am lying on someone’s chest. I smell him so clearly now. He smells like home, musky, and woodland perfect, and I know it’s Xim. I can tell he’s talking, but I’m still groggy and can barely register what he’s saying. “She is still asleep. What happened? Lorcan nor I had this reaction!” Xim sounds frantic. “Imagyn must be tired from her travels,” Queen Kimarhi’s whispered voice made me listen more closely. “Yes, let’s make her comfortable. For now, she needs r
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Imagyn holds the back of my head like it’s fragile. She softly hums, running her fingers through my hair. Her touch is soothing, and she is too kind to me. “My loving Wolf, it just tickles,” she says sweetly, “and it feels much better now. Thank you, Lorcan.” My heart flutters as she says my name. I kiss her thighs again, and the bruises lighten. I continue to touch her skin, and they are barely visible anymore. I’m amazed by this mate bond and her healing. “My Serpent,” she calls over her shoulder. Xim comes up behind her, kissing her with care. I am in awe of them both. “My Alpha, stand up!” he says, not looking at me but at Imagyn. I do so in a hurry not to anger him more. I am met by their longing but firm gazes. I could smell Imagyn clearly, but Xim’s scent was still faint. “NEVER, again, will you bruise her skin!” He bellows, making me bow my head. His tone is like a command, making me proud. “No, My Alpha, never again,” I say with all the love in my heart, “I Promise!” “
Lorcan My purring lioness knew what I needed at that moment, and I loved her so much for it. The sexual tension has been thick since meeting Imagyn. We said we would wait. One day doesn’t seem like a lot, but being fated comes with increased libido. Plus, today was different. I needed what was mine. Kimarhi lays exhausted on the table, breathing heavily and twitching. I remove myself gently and raise my pants. I looked around for something to clean her, catching sight of a serving tray and grabbing the tea towel around the handle. I press it lightly to her core, making her moan, letting it soak up our mess. She has a blissful look on her face, radiating beauty. After cleaning her, I again dipped between her legs. I kiss her thighs and core, apologizing for my rough handling. She moans with arousal and pushes herself into me reflexively. “My Queen, do you want more?” I kiss her again. She flips over and looks satisfied as she pulls me up to her face and kisses me. “I am pleasantl
Xim The issue in the arena baffles me as we head to see Sir Tavers. Imagyn grips me the whole way. She’s tense as we feel the irritation swimming from Lorcan and Kimarhi. I have never seen them this angry before, and it worries me. Upon arriving at Pride Council, there is a pliable silence as we wait. When I heard Kimarhi’s voice in my head for the first time. I shivered from head to toe; it was so lovely. Her sweet words make me realize I haven’t had anyone in my head in a while, not even Imagyn. I respond in kind, letting her know I Love her despite the tension. Imagyn looks eager to help, so I release her. She escorts Lorcan to us. He has a sneer that can only be described as pissed off. But our Luna guides him skillfully. ‘My Serpent, will you massage his shoulders,’ Imagyn asks through the link. ‘Yes, My love, anything for our King,’ and end the link. Helping Lorcan relax makes me feel strong and confident. He leans into my touch as Imagyn hums. She’s soothing him well that
I have no words while we walk through the village to the clan house. The land is beautifully decorated, but my mood sees it as dull and drab. How could this day of joy turn sour so quickly? I can feel Lorcan’s fury waving from my side. I reach out to him, realizing I’m not holding his hand. Xim and Imagyn are close behind, arms around each other in a cuddling walk. At least they aren’t too upset. We enter the pride council room, where Tavers waits in his usual chair. He looks concerned, “My Queen and My King, I’m sorry that this situation has befallen our clan on a wonderful day. I’m ashamed of Dorian’s actions,” he says sincerely with a bow. Saying his name makes Lorcan strain against me towards Tavers. I push back gently and shake my head at him. ‘It’s ok, my love,’ remembering I can pride link them now, I reach out to Imagyn and Xim. ‘My Loves, will you help me calm Lorcan? I fear my touch is not helping, as I am too angry.’ When I focus again, I see Imagyn approaching Lorcan, t
Kimarhi - Day Three of The Summit I wake up to the most wonderful scent of sweet air, rain, and thick musk. Within this bed lay the three most beautiful creatures I have ever met. I can’t help but stare at them lying next to me. Lorcan, my bold King, handsome and forceful. Xim, my soothing snake, is adorably shy—and Imagyn, my Luna and beautiful bird, sweetly innocent and magical. Unable to contain my joy, I wake them each with a kiss. “Good morning, my loves,” I say, kissing each of them. “That was the best sleep I have ever had,” Imagyn hums. After eating a quick breakfast in bed, we all rise to greet our guards. Magnus and Rieka joined us this morning and met Imagyn and Xim. They hit it off, and Rieka helped us dress for the day. “The ceremony will be starting soon. Is everyone ready?” I asked nervously while surveying the room. My gorgeous mates look good enough to eat. Lorcan is dressed in a suit, much like yesterday. It matches the colors I’m wearing perfectly—a deep orang
The Watcher - Evening of Summit Day Two I couldn’t follow my Queen today, having my own issues to deal with. I have had enough of all the praise the people have given since the battle. A few like-minded thinkers may be able to sate my anger. My evening stroll brings me back to another shoreside gathering. I join the campfire. My last visit was tense, and I noticed a significant change in the atmosphere tonight. “Can you believe he did that?” a young Lion warrior says in awe, “Right in the middle of battle? Shifting between each kill to bark commands.” “Yeah, that was different and quite brave for our King,” an older man chuckles. “The Queen even relayed through the link to reinforce his decisions,” This warrior has his arm in a sling. As I look around, I notice a few of them with treated injuries. To my surprise, one of my potential recruits jumps up with an enthusiastic smile, “Did you see when he slashed that one Wolf almost in two?” he mimics the motions from the battle scene.
Anya - Evening of Summit Day Two “I do hope Imagyn will be all right,” Morgan says, biting his fingernail. “He’s been repeating himself since it happened,” I point out. Tavers’ usual calm demeanor is also slipping. He’s on his third cup of tea as he paces Pride Council. I can see he is deep in thought as he strides. Morgan mumbles again, and I lightly touch his hand to try and calm him. “I’m sure she was simply overwhelmed by everything, Morgan,” I assure him, “None of this is your fault. You did nothing wrong.” “There is no mistaking it is meant to be,” Tavers says over me. He pauses for a moment. As it looks like he will finally sit, he turns away from the chair and moves again. I want to bake something to assail my nerves. “Imyagyn is Kimarhi’s third,” Tavers proclaims, “We have to talk with them.” “And we will, but not yet,” I shake my head, “Give them some time to process all of this.” Morgan slumps his posture more. “You must calm down, you old fool,” I pat his back. “I
Xim “Let me keep you warm, my love,” I took her in my arms. It’s surreal that she is finally mine. Holding Imagyn on the bed, I rub her drying the water, speckling her body. She swoons at my touch and leans into me. The flower petals in her wet hair smell divine, picking up her scent and Kimarhi’s. I’m overwhelmed by her being so close. Her exposed shoulders tempt me to lean forward and pepper them with light kisses. She moans in delight, and I watch a wave of bumps spread across her freckled skin. In the past, I could never make the first move with Imagyn. Not once did I push or tell her how I felt. I always allowed her to lead, but now everything has changed. These sensational sparks, I feel with her, are driving me to do more. All I want to do is touch her. For months I dreamt of this. Her arms wrap around my neck. I don’t fight as she lures me in. I stare deep into her eyes and fall head over heels for her again. “My I’ma. I love you so much!” I have no idea how I could ever