Beauty Queen From Beetlejuice นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I corrected him, and he laughed. "From today until my last breath for me, you are my Queen," he said, looking at me and promising me with his eyes. "But you will always be my Beast," I promised.

My God. My smirk faded and turned into a surprised expression. She was…beautiful. Her doe hazel eyes, puffed lips, and that fucking perfect hourglass-shaped body. And her braces are gone. Her peach coat hung perfectly on her shoulders as the tight buttons of her black shirt were ready to pop out. By seeing her expression, I can say she’s as shocked as I am. “Rowan,” I heard her muttering as I quickly changed my expression into the snarky one.

I explained, making Amanda and Emma squeal in excitement while the two guys were seemingly confused. “Wait, what—” Mason didn’t continue his sentence. What is a queen without a castle? I would just show them who they should be fearing and once they crossed my path, I would make sure they would regret. Barbie just popped up in the hallway and spontaneously approached us because she was jealous of what I had and threatened me like a little kid. What more if I showed her what I could do that she couldn’t? And before she could even drop the bombshell that would ruin my reputation— just in case— I already had people’s trust and they would spit on her. That’s how I sketched my plan, and no one had

the flying bee. Jessie threw spikes to the queen, but the queen was very agile and nothing could hit her. Matt did the same but no one succeeded. Stopping even a second, the queen sliced them both. Both men gave out an agonizing scream before hitting the ground, fatally wounded. Jay ran towards them but Alex stopped him. “Why?” asked Jay, Alex holding his hand. “You’ll die, too.” Alex replied. Thinking of a possible way to defeat the queen Alex devised a plan. He whispered it to Jay and Jay did not accept it. “Don’t joke around!” he ran towards the flying bee and turned back, firing a number of spikes from his body but not even one pierced the queen’s armor. Alex ran the other way, making a

Frederick glanced at her without any change in his expression. She was indeed stunning. Her beauty was compared to celebrities. Queenie smiled charmingly. "Hello, Mr. Lester. My name is Queenie Turner. I'm a local actress and singer from Aston. I was also the runner-up in the Sialon Beauty Pageant three years ago." "So, what gift did you bring me? And why are you delivering it on behalf of someone?" Frederick asked directly. "The gift, of course, is...myself!"

beauty said. "Thank you," I replied. "What!!!How dare you?" Beauty shouted. "How dare me thank you?" I asked. "Mum please just tell her what you want to tell her let her get out of here before I lose my mind" beauty told her mum. The queen who was observing me smirked. "Leave us,"she told the maids present. The maids bowed and left. "Now there is no need for me to act kind... I hate you, I hate your family and I hate the breath you breathe ,you being here makes me hate you more"the Queen said.

You can see now how that got to me, right? I mean, I know that I am a spoiled brat but I worked for that! I am a fucking rich bitch and I accept that whole-heartedly. But no one is allowed to speak to me that way! I’m not just all talk. I actually know how to shut people up. I’m a fucking queen! Quite literally… I’m Mia Queen after all! “Are you serious, girl?” The girl asked in disbelief. “You just made the craziest and the toughest of the mafia men cry! How can you be bored?!” She frowned.

She said and the two walked down the stairs together. She noticed the little girl had been so quiet, so she looked down to see her eyes tightly shut and her lips pouted slightly. She couldn't help but find her daughter attractive. Her long, full and black lashes error something enviable and her lips which were in the shape of a heart, looked more alluring in a pout. "You also agree my great granddaughter is beautiful, don't you?" Queenie held and looked beside her to see Elderly Mrs. Verlice. "She took her beauty from her mother. Isn't that obvious?" Queenie said with pride and the old woman laughed heartily.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

I look back at my sisters and Becca seems to be trying to tell Isaac something. “What’s an omega truly?” I ask and don’t even realize that someone is behind me till I feel a tug on my hair. I gasp as someone pulls it back till my entire face is tilted backwards and my neck is strained. I hear the clanging of a bucket right behind me and I already know it’s water. I try to look at who it is but I can’t from this angle. The only thing I can see now is the intricate designs on this mansion's ceiling. Whoever is behind me starts washing my hair with some chemical that I’ve never smelt before. I’m just praying they didn’t ruin my hair.