An Ice Queen For Sale Novels & Stories

His fists were clenched at his sides. “This isn’t business,” he muttered. “This is a sickness.” Amara pressed her fingers to his. “We kill the head, the body dies.” “And if we become part of the body to do it?” “We won’t,” she said. But she wasn’t sure. Because the next name on the auction list — the highest bid of the night — wasn’t a girl in a cage. It was her. Lot 27: The Red Queen “Ladies and gentlemen,” a voice rang out over the chamber, “for tonight’s crown jewel… a one-of-a-kind legacy. Trained in three cartels. Proven bloodline. Untouched. Unbroken.”

Zedekiel, who was beside him, holding his hand, huffed. Prince Ron blinked. “But I’ve never seen an ice fairy before, let alone their queen.” He replied with a pout. Besides, she was really pretty. Her knee-length snow-white hair swayed as she moved, and everything about her was elegant, ethereal… cold, but really beautiful. He wondered if she had wings and if she would show him if he asked.

“Even when you beat me, I was so fucking proud of you.” Soren moaned, legs wrapped tight around JR’s waist. “Love you. Fuck…. I love you so much.” They came together, loud and messy, then lay tangled on the carpet afterward. Soren traced JR’s jaw. “My agent called earlier. Seattle made a formal offer. They want me, a lot.” JR went still. “And what do you want?” Soren looked at him seriously. “I want to play with you, on the same team and same line. I want us to build something real not just survive the scandal, but thrive.”

“I haven’t seen anything or anyone kids, now you 7 need to leave because you aren’t allowed back here." “-The Masked Queen is a brand built by the Slim-Jim agency and from my sources, the image alone costs twenty million dollars, and with L.K being the representative it’s ten million dollars on the twenty million. That’s a lot of money to lose people!” Her loud exclamation can be heard through the speakers so I cover it in panic. “Hearing that you were able to get rights over your brand makes me curious how you did it, Slim-Jim isn’t an agency that would like to lose that much money without putting up a damn hard fight. The world is curious L.K, how the hell did you do it?”

Well that is an unexpected development. A feral smile spreads across my face, lifting up the corners of my mouth in what others would perceive as a crazy way. ‘Tell her you will leave once she has handed over the Lycan King.’ I order Ice, pushing through a command so as not to take any chances. That little wolf has a way of charming people and I can not risk her charming my number one soldier as well. ‘Get me that Lycan.’ ‘As you wish, my Queen.’ Ice replies before breaking off the mind link.

I forced my weak, violently protesting body into my royal Luna garments—a high-collared, rigidly structured gown of midnight blue, accented with heavy silver threading. I pinned my raven hair up perfectly, completely ignoring the fact that my hands were shaking so badly I pricked my own scalp with the silver pins, a bead of blood rolling down my neck. I splashed freezing water on my face, desperately trying to pinch some color back into my cheeks, but the heavy metal toxicity kept me looking like a beautiful, walking corpse. I took one final, deep, shuddering breath, locking my trembling knees rigidly into place. I pulled the impenetrable Ice Queen facade back over my agonizing, poisoned rea

flash in his. “It is NOT my fault my father, YOUR King, was a man whore! I did not ask for this bullshit but hey if the shoe fits, wear it right? So here I am bitch! If you have a problem with me or my wolf, we will be on the training grounds until lunch.” I looked away from Koda who had looked past me to Jax, probably questioning if I could challenge him like that or not. I had everybody’s eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted. “That goes for anybody else here who does not think I’m worthy enough. Rather you like it or not I will be your Queen soon enough and you will all bow to me. Maybe once I rip a few of your throats out, you will learn to tread carefully.”

She was well aware that she would have to defend her position in the industry. “I am sorry Clarissa. This has to stop,” Ysabella told herself. She put away her phone, stood up, and took a deep breath. “There can only be one queen and that’s me!” Ysabella vowed to stake her claim. Meanwhile, it has been hectic for Clarissa the past few months. She had numerous events and engagements where she became the “star,” – always getting the attention of the press and the people involved in these endeavors. Bamby, her discoverer and mentor, had nothing but praises for her protégé. He'd been offering her advice from time to time, but he'd noticed how driven Clarissa had been since she began her modeling

Clearly, he could hear himself right? "Said the person using her womb for rent. You are clearly doing this for the money right? The power of being a mother to the next heir. I am offering you a better deal. I don't care if you're not a virgin anymore or the fact that you slept with my best friend. I could still take you as my wife. I could even talk to the Luna Queen on your behalf to revoke the contract. All you have to do is give me a taste." He said licking his lips, staring at me hungrily.

He smirked. "Yeah I doubt he will buy anything we tell him with you looking like that." I punched him in the arm as we walked closer to the apartment. "This isn't anything I wouldn't wear in front of him. If he doesn't like it he can kiss my ass. We tell him we went to study at the library and you had your phone on silent." Heth just smiled and nodded. "Whatever you say. If he buys it I will do the dishes for a week." "Deal." We turned the corner and my heart started to race as I saw the cars outside of the apartment. Keep it together Kaydence. Play it right and you know you can fool him. I pulled it together as we approached the front door to the apartment.