All Chapters of The Tattooed Queen: Claimed By The Mad King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1️⃣ Three (3) Years Later: Khyrador Palace Throne Room: Two men were kneeling on the ground, shaking with fear as they stared at the man seated on the throne. But he wasn't sitting normally. Oh no. He was upside down, his feet touching where his head was supposed to be while his head, which was resting where his ass should have been, stared straight forward at the two men. His dark eyes narrowed dangerously and his white teeth were razor sharp and scary, but somehow they looked perfect in his impossibly handsome face. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was trying out for some twisted circus act. But the blood stains on the marble floor said otherwise. "So?" His voice cut through the silence like a blade. "I couldn't find her, my King." The first man answered, his voice shaking so badly the words barely came out. He knew this was the end of him for failing to find whoever the king was looking for. Before he could even finish his sentence, his head came rolling dow

Chapter 3️⃣ ❤️ Violence and Food ❤️She turned to the boy, ready to just walk away, but he was still staring at her with wide eyes. Not scared eyes though, but impressed eyes. "That was amazing!" he breathed. "You moved so fast I didn't even see it! And the way you just BAM and his head went flying and then WHOOSH and the arms were gone and..." "Kid, shut up." "Right, sorry. I am not a kid though, I just look young." He cleared his throat, trying to look dignified despite the fact that he was shaking. "Thank you for saving my life. How can I repay you?" Kaelithra looked at him. Then looked at his basket. Then back at him. "Food." "What?" "Give me the food. That's my payment." The boy looked down at his basket, then back up at her, conflicted. "But... this is my dinner..." "Then I guess you're not grateful enough." She turned to leave. "WAIT!" He ran after her, thrusting the basket into her arms. "Take it! Please! You saved my life, it's the least I can do!" Kaelithra look

❤️ Bullied ❤️"You are sick in the head, you know that," Malgron said, his voice shaking with barely controlled rage."Aww, thank you!" Draevon's face lit up like Malgron had just given him the best compliment ever. "That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me, Malgron. I'm truly touched. Really."Then his smile dropped and his face went cold. Ice cold."Ask your siren to track faster," he said quietly, each word sharp as a blade.Without waiting for a response, Draevon walked back to the throne and flicked his fingers at it.The entire throne crumpled like paper and crashed to the floor in a heap of twisted metal and wood.Just like that. A throne that had stood for centuries, destroyed with a casual flick.Malgron's eye twitched so hard he thought it might fall out of his skull.Draevon strolled toward the doors, whistling that same cheerful tune. When he reached them, he didn't bother opening them properly. He just kicked one of the massive throne room doors clean off its hinges

❤️ The Warrior Chef ❤️Duskwatch Village:He came at her again, this time with a combination of punches. Kaelithra blocked, dodged and ducked. She was still holding back, still making it look like she was struggling, but she could feel her muscle memory taking over.Years of training and years of killing. It was hard to suppress that completely.Korgath swept her leg. She went down but rolled out of the way before he could follow up. The crowd was getting into it now, shouting and cheering.Well, most of them were cheering for Korgath. Marl was the only one screaming for her."GO THRA! YOU CAN DO IT! KICK HIS ASS!"Bless that stupid vampire.Kaelithra got back to her feet. Korgath was smiling at her, he was actually enjoying himself."You're full of surprises, little one," he said. "Shall we get serious now?"And then he really came at her.Fast. Too fast for someone his size. His fist came at her face like a battering ram.Kaelithra's instincts kicked in.She ducked under the punch,

❤️ Not His Golden Son ❤️As they walked toward the head table together, through the stares and whispers and barely contained disgust, Kaelithra kept her head down and her posture hunched. Just a poor, ugly hunchback. Nothing to see here.Marl led her right up to his father, his chin lifted despite the embarrassment."Father," he said formally, "I'd like you to meet my friend. This is Thra."The Vampire King looked at Kaelithra with those ancient eyes.His name was Aldric, and he was known across the realms as the Blood Crown, though most people were too afraid to call him that to his face."Thra," King Aldric said slowly, as if tasting the name. He stood from his throne and extended his hand. "Welcome to my son's birthday celebration."His voice was polite. His face showed nothing but courtly manners. But Kaelithra could see the disgust in his eyes, the way his jaw tightened slightly when he looked at her.Still, she reached out and shook his hand. It was the polite thing to do.The m