Bitter Queen Novels & Stories

queen nodded her head srinithi said "maa" queen's eyes became teary but she kissed on srinithi's forehead and asked "are you interested in joining in another company if so you can join in mine" srinithi smiled and said "thank you but I'm just learning still my boss believed in me and gave me this job he is the one who encouraged me to overcome my fear so I can't leave him" queen loved srinithi's loyalty they're observing Dylan and liam cold war srinithi was just looking confusingly queen said "they're half brothers"

After breakfast, Darina reported for her training, and the queen greeted her with a bitter smile, ready to humiliate her. "My dear, I see Royal etiquette has already overwhelmed you since you’ve started dining only at the pack house." "Not at all, Your Majesty. I simply want to understand the pack better." "Very well," the queen said through gritted teeth. "Surely you didn’t manage to read all the books I sent you." "I read them all." "Great," the queen said, clearly surprised but unconvinced. "Then I hope you don’t mind a little quiz. What was the name of the first werewolf queen?" "Gaia."

the queen said the girl sigh "ok since I love to go away from here" we are about to go when a man blocks our way. A big guy that looked like a titan. "and where do you think you are going? the guy asked." "Go away, I don't want to hurt anybody," the queen said but the titan didn't go away and tilted his head. "I won't hurt you too," the titan said as he slashes his big baton that has a thorn around it. we all avoid it, the queen jumps to the right and I'm on the left. while the little girl was sitting not so far away and shouting.

“If you want a queen, you have one.” Hearts hitched. Knees debated. “But here’s what a queen is here. I cook. I cut. I bury. I bleed. I don’t mint oaths I keep promises. I don’t own your throats or hold your knees. If I say kneel, say no. If I ask and you say yes, make it expensive.” Laughter wet, unbelieving, new. “If I fail, don’t write it in a book. Come to my door with bread or blades.

that got some stifled laughs from across the room. “Hear, hear. The unwanted Omerta, who was sold by her family to the Agostis, wants to be Queen B. This is a school, Omerta, not a whorehouse. I am sure you can get the Queen B title there.” Elenora remarked, burning my insides with her vile words. I curled my hands into a fist, controlling the urge to punch her, as my throat & neck burned red with anger. I was literally feeling the heat, as if my pendant was emitting it. But I knew it was just me being clouded with anger. “Don’t get me wrong, I do not want to be Queen B. I mean I understand people are concerned about bee stings, but what they forget is that it may be a bee or Queen B, all yo

Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game. The scent of Royal Beta Brum hit them hard, having been waiting for him for an hour. His hair was unkept, smelling of the woods where he always disappeared to. His face was blank as always, death haunting him, like a ghost wondering around with no direction at all. You did not have to look far to see that he had drowned long ago. The moody and proud beta was gone, leaving behind a shell with no one knowing what had happened or how to get him back. The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating like every space the bet

To remove whatever corruption had twisted her into this monster wearing the face of the woman who once helped me in the Pack House. But I lowered my gaze again, pretending to shrink under her words. "And how about Sister Brittany?" I whispered. It was not Pepper who answered. A laugh, sharp and rusted like a blade dragged against stone, came from the elder woman behind her. I lifted my head to see the older woman step closer into the dim light of the corner lamp. Her skin sagged with age, yet the magic swirling in her eyes pulsed with dangerous arrogance. "Brittany is our next Queen," the elder said, pleased with herself. "She is beautiful and graceful, and most importantly, she is very powe

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

My cock was painful, as it couldn’t get free, along with wanting to be the one that thrust inside of her. I watch for several hours as Queenie gets raped by at least four men. I vow I will kill each one of them. My mind plays tricks on me. I could swear I heard her moan my name once or twice. The sick pricks were right about one thing, though, Queen wouldn't be the one to kill them. I was going to make it hurt. I will lay their bodies at her feet as a tribute to my Queen.

"Tell me which style did you use to please your sugar daddy, White Lotus Bitch, hate you more than my poop" "Shut up bitch, what are you saying about the queen of my heart, even if she has sugar daddy, it's none of your business, you are saying she win the competition because of your acclaimed sugar daddy but let me remind you, even though the plastic face you are supporting is someone close to Mr. Latino's, she never win the competition, so are you saying Mr. Latino is our queen sugar daddy? Motherfucke**" "The queen of my heart is really outstanding and talented, I believe watch the competition and we all see how professionally she win the competition and you people who are boycotting her