Novel & Cerita Bitter Queen

No matter what Akari's father had said so far, or how abjectly he’d apologized, the queen's seemed determined to ignore his apologies and his pleas and remain insulted and livid with anger. The human woman, called Queen Beatrice, was wearing long, luxurious robes of some blue, silky fabric that rustled every time she moved. She was a blond. A very stunning woman who had to be around forty, but looked younger. She was pacing angrily in front of the her father's desk. Meanwhile one of the werewolf princes, Prince Nikolai, the intended groom, lounged negligently in a chair, looking supremely, outrageously bored. The king had six sons, and this one was one of them. Akari never could keep all the

"You are not my mother." For a fleeting moment, a mix of embarrassment and hurt flickered in the Queen's eyes before she quickly blinked it away, masking her vulnerability. "You're right, I'm not, and thank Goddess for that," she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "Look at you, acting like a disgrace." "No, I think you're just bitter," Malakai retorted, his tone laced with a hint of defiance. "Tell me, how does it feel to hold the title of Luna Queen for ten long years and know that your King prefers to fuck his slaves over you?"

While I cannot deny the way my blood races with her so close, held in my arms, I also cannot forget the look of pain on my mentor's face as she sits next to her wife every night, reading to her as she lies still in her coma, her child growing silently in her womb. If anything, I should want to kill Queenie. I should want to see her tortured and abused. And part of me does want all of that. But that doesn't change that I find her beautiful. "Let me go," she threatens, her eyes ablaze with the black fire of a Fae Queen. I am no longer speaking to Queenie--I'm speaking to Mab. "Good Evening, Queen of Darkness," I spit, my tone growing dark. "You really know when to spoil a moment."

“You turned her into a pawn. Just like me.” He crossed the room in three strides, snatching the glass from my hand. His thumb brushed the scar on my wrist, the one from Tokyo. “Pawns survive. Queens *sacrifice*.” “And kings?” I challenged, rising to meet his gaze. “Kings,” he murmured, fingers tangling in my hair, “devouring.” The kiss was a battle—lips and teeth and the bitter tang of betrayal. I bit down hard, drawing blood. He laughed against my mouth, the sound dark and honeyed. “Still fighting, little queen?”

Hello! And welcome to the 4th instalment in the main Queen Among series line-up. Before you dive in, it is important to know that understanding terms, character names, and certain events is dependent on having read books 1-3 and Bite-Size Luna before this. Each book in the Queen Among series meticulously weaves into each other and overlaps, so those moments will not make sense if read out of order.

I raised my eyes to match with the land, but I guessed my little speech had not gotten to him in even the slightest form as the same frown remained frozen on his lips. “I don't know hi, but you of all people seem to be getting this… Clara is a princess, Emily was a maid, a poor omega, weak and powerless, but most of all, parents are the alpha king and queen, and you think for a minute they would spare your life for making a fool of them? Canceling wedding plans? Oh… you have failed to understand that this is bigger than you and I know. And they would not think twice to cut out anyone who is an obstacle to their daughter, even if it means sitting your mate's throat, or cutting me out of the

Amelia Barker sat in her office in the castle. As Luna Queen, things were never dull or slow. She fingered the book on her desk of her mate's great-grandmother's life. Nathan said all his life, they were told about Crystal and Killian. This book recorded her life and the first Gathering of Packs and why the packs joined together. She loved this book because it showed that even though they were the truest of mates, they had so many problems in their relationship. Amelia and Nathan met when they were ten at a gathering and they became best friends. When she turned sixteen. they knew. At twenty-three, Nathan was made alpha of Blood Moon and she was luna. They were good as alpha and luna. Appare

‘Fuck Zaya that feels so good’ He groaned loudly and then she pulled her head away and looked into his eyes a sexy grin on her lips, ‘Can you handle a bad girl who will constantly disobey you and challenge you Luca?’ She licked her full pink lips and then bit the bottom one deliberately teasing him and he smiled back wickedly, ‘I would not have you any other way Zaya, there’s no fun in good girls, I like my bad, bad girl and I love my naughty sexy girl’

he agreed passionately kissing me fully. I was extremely blessed beyond measure. Who would have thought, a thirteen year old bastard daughter of a king would rise to become the most powerful werewolf Queen that ever lived? May our lineage live on after us. What started as a small planned rebellion against Submission, led to a tremendous victory and the Rise of the Bastards! What a twisted fate....

Queen Blythe (low, urgent): “That hound was an insult, not a gift.” Ceres: “Then it’s mine now. Let them whisper.” Queen Blythe (glancing at the hound, which waits in the shadows): “They already are. Umbra blood, Ceres. That’s no rumor—it’s bait.” Ceres (quietly): “You think they want to draw something out of me?” Queen Blythe: “I think they want to prove you’re something you’re not. Or worse—something you are and don’t know yet.”