Novel & Cerita Bloody Queen Idv

Mr Davian offered help to Queen who was stranded by the roadside and that's how actually they got to know each other . Mr Davian went to the board meeting after bidding her farewell and contacted his Information Technology expert to get the details of Queen and send to him . They learnt that she is a daughter of Albert James a company owner . she has a brother and her mother passed away . They were a standard family brought up with love and care . Their father was a disciplinarian and thus his children grew up respecting each and everyone and treating people with equality . "We will talk brother don't worry about it " Mr Davian answers him after suppressing his urge to laugh more .

My mate swears to protect and cherish me for the rest of his life. Another priest appears with a knife and a white, gleaming bowl containing the queen's crown. He took up the crown and held it high for all to see. The priest places the crown on my head and crowns me queen. He dangled the knife over me. "I, Queen Mia Divas Elsher, queen of the blood moon pack, solemnly swear by my blood that I will protect my people from danger, as well as from ill-fated people who bring danger and threats to my kingdom and my people." As I slit my palm, I speak loudly.

She commenced enjoining her hands together in a clap, “I admire that you think your emotional and mind games can work on me, Zoraida. Since your other daughter is blind... you need a replacement which is me, isn’t it? Aren’t you ashamed? When would you ever learn?” In total confidence, the Queen walked over where her daughter spat. She folded her hands, displaying her tattoos and black paint which was embedded on her nails vividly. “Idiot.” The Queen spat. “You should be grateful I’m given you this spot finally. Do you have any idea of how many people are dying to be this? Have this power? Do you, huh?!”

My mate says his oath, to protect and love me for the rest of his life. Another priest brings out a knife and a white shining bowl with the queen's crown along with him, he picked up the crown and held it high for everyone present to see. The priest wore the crown on my head and proclaim me the queen, he hangs the knife over me. "I, Queen Mia Divas Blake, the queen of the cold blood pack solemnly swear by my blood that I will protect my people from danger and from Ill fate people who bring danger and threatens to my kingdom and my people" I speak loudly as I cut my palm.

I furrowed my brows, “what are you anyway, that you can keep a demon from leaving?” She giggled, “I’m Ivona the Queen of Vampires, he is Cornellius King of Demon’s we are as you humans say, soul mates,” she cackled, “well soulless soul mates.” I sat back down as my situation became clearer, I’m in the Vampire Queen’s lair with a bedbound Demon King as a patient and she is starving him to death, I’m totally screwed here. I was sold to her to boot by my self-proclaimed fated mate, so I don’t see anyone coming to my rescue. I took a deep breath, “Fine, I will have sessions with you Ivona, every night and watch Cornellius during the day, to ensure he is still alive.”

When Queenie accidentally touched the Hexbloom, Felix had to treat her immediately, leaving her in nothing but underwear due to the unusual circumstances. In that vulnerable state, he could not help but notice every detail of her body, including places he should not have seen. On Queenie's back, near her right shoulder, there was an intriguing tattoo that initially appeared to be a cobra's head but also resembled a skull upon closer inspection. The design was particularly striking with its red-inked edges, and Felix could not help but recall seeing it somewhere before.

My pride bled out with each hit. A hush swept over the gathered crowd. And then a new voice spoke. “That’s enough.” I looked up through blurred eyes. A tall woman strode forward, robed in dark green velvet, her silver jewelry glinting in the sunlight. Her gaze was sharp, calculating, deadly. She carried herself like royalty. She was the queen. She stopped in front of me, hands clasped behind her. Her mouth curled faintly. “River,” she said, her voice deceptively smooth. “You’ve truly gone mad this time, haven’t you?”

Third, and most importantly, you will not interfere with my personal life or who I choose to see. "I might be willing to sell my body, but I will never sell my life. And I will never, ever sell my freedom." Laughter rippled through the surrounding crowd of wealthy spectators. Everyone thought I had lost my mind spending ten million dollars just to bring home an impossible queen I would have to serve and indulge. Faced with her outrageous demands and blatant audacity, I didn't so much as frown. I walked over to her calmly. Ignoring the heavy scent of blood clinging to her body, I slowly raised my hand and stopped over the left side of her chest.

I just want to move on and live in peace, but he refuses to let me have that. “Come on, Isabella. I’ll give you all the properties…” I turned away, ready to walk off, when he suddenly caught my wrist. He held it so tightly I gasped in pain. My injured wrist flared up whenever pressure was applied. “ISABELLA!” I heard a familiar shout, followed by angry curses. Everything happened in a blur. I only realized Dominic had already started hitting Ryan, and Ryan was hitting him back just as hard. “Dominic!” I cried, trying to pull them apart, but then I felt something run down my legs. I looked down in fear and saw blood under my legs.

“Now, Mira, be a good pet. Crawl to me and put your mouth to use. Show them what you do best.” His words left me hollow and heavy. My limbs turned to stone as the world tilted and faded into a grey, muffled blur. Shock finally shattered what little strength I had left, leaving me trembling and nearly blind. “I said crawl,” Draven’s voice boomed, echoing off the stone walls like a death sentence. I closed my eyes, growing weaker and weaker. A single tear rolled down my cheek. The infamous Dragon Queen. The future Lycan and Werewolf Queen. The woman gifted with magic powers.