All Chapters of QUEEN OF THE RUINS: Born to Power. Crowned in blood : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JACEI didn’t know who Oscar had hired, and I didn’t care. One thing was clear, they were doing their job perfectly.The moment we breached the room, silence shattered into chaos.Bodies dropped. Gunfire erupted. Concrete splintered.Hell broke loose.Our opponents weren’t amateurs. Even with the element of surprise, they regrouped faster than expected—but it didn’t matter. The damage was already done.I moved through the haze like a ghost, scanning for one thing.Ricko.I found him near the wrecked mahogany bar, his face twisted in a snarl as he barked orders. Beside him, Vivian clutched the leather-bound ledger—the Harrowgate files—tight against her chest like it could save her.They hadn’t expected this.Still, Ricko looked calm. Like a devil in his own storm.“Vivian!” Richard’s voice was a jagged blade, cutting through the chaos.The sound was enough to momentarily grab everyone’s attention, including Vivian’s.Ignoring my warnings, he headed straight for her, knocking down any h

KAMARALogic was gone.All I could think about was doing something.I launched myself at Ricko’s back, a scream tearing from my throat that sounded nothing like my own voice.I collided with him just as he was about to swing toward Jace’s temple. It was like hitting a wall of solid iron. Ricko merely shifted his weight, and with a casual backhanded motion, he sent me sprawling across the marble.I hit the floor hard, the air driven out of my lungs in a sharp, painful wheeze. The gun skidded away, disappearing under a shattered glass table.“Kamara… get out of here…”The voice was a wet, broken rasp. I looked up through a blur of tears. Jace was on one knee, his head hanging low. One eye was swollen shut, and blood painted a gruesome mask down the side of his face.“Look at this,” Ricko said, his voice terrifyingly steady. He sounded disappointed. He reached down, grabbing a handful of Jace’s hair and wrenching his head back so he had to look at me. “You see what you’ve done, boy? You’

KamaraFor the next few days, Jace hadn’t woken up.The doctors kept saying he was recovering, though very slowly. There were too many internal injuries, too much damage his body had sustained, and every step of his treatment had to be handled carefully.It hurt hearing it every single time, but at least he was alive. That was the only thing keeping me together.Life outside the hospital had somehow continued moving, even after everything that happened.Matthias had finally been arrested.The authorities found enough evidence in the files we recovered to bury him for good, and whatever they discovered inside his house only made things worse for him. For once, justice was actually happening.And Elijah…I had seen him a few times over the past week whenever he came around to help with bills or check in on things. He looked different now. Lighter somehow. Like he was finally trying to rebuild himself after everything.I liked that for him.Honestly, I liked that for all of us. Maybe thi

KamaraI couldn't register the information at once.I looked at Dr. Laurence, but her face was beginning to blur into a smear of clinical white and sterile grey. “That can’t be true, right?” I looked at Elijah, desperate for him to tell me this was just another mind game, another lie to keep me off balance. “Right?”Elijah didn't look at me. He was staring at the floor, his hands shoved so deep into his pockets his knuckles were likely white. The doctor hesitated, then she slowly shook her head.“At the moment, I know it’s a lot to process. But it’s too early to say 'permanent,'" she clarified. "With intensive physical therapy and time, the nerves may recover. But for the foreseeable future, he’s going to be in a wheelchair.”May. Not would.I leaned against the wall, my heart fracturing. All I could feel was a violent, erratic thumping in my chest. He saved me, and this was the cost. "Does he know?"“I haven’t said it directly yet. But judging from his reactions…” She sighed softly,

KAMARASurprisingly, the morning sun was already high in the sky when my eyes finally fluttered open. I blinked at the digital clock on my nightstand. Almost 10:00 AM. I had completely slept in a luxury I hadn't allowed myself in what felt like centuries.Yawning, I pulled on a comfortable sweater and stepped out into the hallway, only to find Kaela walking out of her room at the exact same time, rubbing her eyes with a sleepy groan."What did you put in that food last night, Kaela?" I teased, leaning against the banister as we made our way toward the grand staircase. "I feel like I’ve been asleep for a decade."Before Kaela could even manage a groggy response, we reached the top of the stairs and stopped dead in our tracks.The entire living room below had been transformed. Streamers in deep gold and soft silver draped gracefully from the high ceilings, and a massive banner reading HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY KAMARA & KAELA! stretched across the main wall. Before we could even process the si