Booktok Queen 소설 & 이야기

I whispered to no one in particular before heading into my room. With a swift push, safely securing the lock behind, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and opened my camera roll, I needed to take quick pictures before he asked for the book. "Legendary Routines." "A queen must always honor her king." "A queen must never speak until after been spoken to by the King." "A queen must not wear clothes that reveals an ample part of their bodies and if they get seen by someone else, they could be prosecuted." Hmmm, following orders that had been written in the nineties was almost like asking us to still not have access to Internet even though we had phones.

Lifting my head, I nearly slam it into her chin. “That’s enough,” I snap. “Go over there.” “But—” “Go. Before I shift into a wolf and take a big bite out of you.” She scurries over to where I’m pointing. Clutching the book to her chest, she shoots me hateful looks. The queen can sulk. I’m beginning to wonder where the meek woman I first met has gone. She’s gaining confidence day by day. Is it because she feels safe here now? Is that it? Or is it something else?

The Queen’s voice rolled out like thunder, echoing inside Emma’s skull as well as the room. “You have been prepared so beautifully, little pledge. Your cunt is open, dripping, and begging to be owned. Now… I claim you.” She dropped to her knees with predatory grace. Her hands, claws tipped in darkness gripped Emma’s thighs and shoved them even wider, folding the freshman nearly in half. The Queen’s face hovered inches from the wrecked pussy. Her long, forked demonic tongue slithered out, easily ten inches long, ridged, and dripping with aphrodisiac venom.

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.”

‘The only ones visible to you,’ El said. ‘Visible? Did that mean there were invisible ones?’ Oh god. I bit my lips and followed them, keeping my distance. In the library, the Queen looked around slowly, searching for the intruder—searching for me. I cursed mentally when her eyes touched the books on the table. “Someone was really here. Aliana, your sense of hearing can rival that of a Lycan, you know…” Alpha Brekan spoke, walking toward the books. However, before he could touch it, the Queen gathered the books with magic and slotted them into the shelf, without moving a muscle.

“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.

"Don't tell me what I know, or I'll use this book to kill you!" "Book number four… with the title Queen Aima… tells about the Queens of Aima… including Queen Malka… the reigning queen… before Aima collapsed…” Gail explained with difficulty as he pushed back the book away from his neck with his index finger. Gail coughed and then caught his breath before resuming the contents of book number four. She started talking while Al listened intently and made no comment. "Like the previous queen, Malka has the same leadership style. Dictator, full of firmness, and also responsibility. Without flaw, Malka is the queen who leads Aima to remain the number one kingdom. Dominating the other kingdoms."

She walked towards a shelf as books were her weakness . Her heart beamed in delight as she, after so many days, had a chance to read a book. Thee were mostly history books as only one shelf was pervaded with fictional books. She glanced at the book beauty and the beast . Seeing it she realized her situation as she was the human and that vampire was a beast but the beast in the book was a good one , at least good by his heart but her beast was a cruel and ruthless King of this Island which she had started loathing the most. She was lost in her thoughts but startled when she sensed someone's presence behind her. "Hey. You must be the Queen right." She turned around to find a handsome man with

says Athena as she pours a drink for the queen. "N-no. I want alone time," the queen replied as she sipped from the teacup. "By the way, please finish this snack and my drink. I need to see the king," she added. The maid left and Aileen grabbed the opportunity to hide the book, then locked her office as she left. "It's not like I can leave without his permission," she murmured while making her way to the office of the king. All of a sudden, she bumped into a tall guy.

Kiana watches her, a small smile resting on her lips. There is something comforting about this. The movement. The voices. The certainty that everything is coming together. “Do you like it?” the Queen asks suddenly, turning back to her. Kiana blinks, then looks down at herself. At the fabric. At the details. At the care woven into every thread. “Yes,” she says softly. Then, with more certainty, “I love it.” The Queen’s expression softens. “Good,” she says. “It should be worthy of you.”