Authors Note
Welcome to my new book, The Sapphire Queen. I hope you all love it as much as I had loved writing it. This book has a special meaning to my heart.
Hope you all enjoy and Just a quick note, the first italic lines are memories and dreams. Everything is to make the story mysterious and clues. So read them so you can understand the story.
This is a Mystery, Love, Hate, a bit of Erotica and Romance story.
Feel free to leave comments and your support. I truly appreciate it Thanks beforehand.
Your Queen salutes you, XX.
Twelve years later… A man walked down an eerily quiet hallway. It was the same hallway he had walked for the last twelve years. Reminisce of that tragic day. He would never miss this special day. As he walked, he noticed the guardians hesitating. He just frowned and continued roaming. His head held high and his hand on his back. He walked like a true king. For the last twelve years, a lot of things have changed. He wondered if this year would be the same as always. As he reached the hallway, he walked, and approaching the door, he hes
Finally… It ended… The price to pay… Amilia POV Those last words, I ripped his head off and burned his body using black magic. S
She cried for him. She felt her heart died. The old her died that night, bringing the true her out. Her mother knew she never asked how she knew but what she had known was that she had a destiny, and for that, she had to pay the price.
“Shut up; I don’t care who you are or what you are….” Grabbing him from the neck, she squeezes. A tear rolled down her face. Eyes black as the darkness that envelopes him. She squeezes tighter. “You should die… Even if it means I will bear the pain for the rest of my life….” She thrust her hand right on his chest, squeezing his heart. She saw how
It’s time to end... It’s time to kill... Amilia POV I woke up feeling dizzy. Groaning, I try to see where in the world I was
She was full of blood, panting, tears down her face. She hated what she did, but she had to, even if it meant leaving her broken forever—the price she paid for love. Vl