Novel & Cerita Broken Queen Danni D

Angela piped in frowning, absolutely detesting actress' unwanted interest in Nick. Her interruption made the woman pause and look down at Angela. She appraised her in a sweeping glance and smirked when noticed the wheelchair. "Angela King. Wanted to see you for so long," Daniella started and then shifted her gaze to Nick, "Was curious to know what was so special about you that caught my King's heart," there was a tinge of mockery in her tone as she fixed Nick with an amused look. Angela had caught on his jab but what irritated her the most was the flirtatious smile on her lips. Nick's eyes narrowed in warning at the actress. Daniella only smiled wickedly and turned back to Angela.

"Victoria Vane... I will make sure you pay for this." "Make me pay?" She ground her teeth together, letting out a sharp chuckle as she slammed the flat back of the blade directly against my open wounds. The shocking burst of agony caused my entire body to shudder violently. "With what exactly? Who the hell do you honestly think you are?" "Break her limbs for me," she ordered, turning a cold gaze to the guards. "I want to see exactly how a complete cripple is supposed to make me pay for anything." I was pinned ruthlessly against the floor, my face pressed flat against the freezing ceramic tiles.

She could see the two of them in the mirror with crystal-clear clarity. Adrian sat in the chair, holding her close, while she lay with her legs spread wide, placed on his massive cock like a doll—completely naked, her fair skin flushed with the heat of passion. Most alluring of all was her pussy, stretched to the limit by the man’s relentless thrusts, still forced to open and close as it swallowed and released his cock. “Ah, ah… No… Mmm, ah… My pussy… It’s going to break…” Her snow-white buttocks were firmly gripped by the man, causing her body to rise and fall in a piston-like motion.

His grip was tight, anger radiating off him. I yanked my hand free, taking a step back to avoid him. My eyes moved to her—the woman in the strapless dress who was supposed to be marrying the man who’d destroyed me. She met my gaze with a smug smile, like she didn’t have a care in the world, like nothing I could say or do would crack her perfect little world. It only made me angrier. Turning toward the crowd, I let my voice carry as I swung my gaze back to Roy. “Did you think you could knock me up and then marry another bitch?”

She raised her hand palm-out in greeting; "Hail servants, fellows, Lords and Kings!" She shouted in a slightly trembling voice, "My name is Danika! And I am the new Queen of Mombana!" Cheerful shouts erupted in the court. Sounds of so many hands clapping filled the air. Noblemen, servants, slaves and Kings all rose from their seats; "Long live the Queen! Long live the Queen!! Long live the Queen!!!" They all shouted. Tears of joy. Danika was doing her very best to control her tears of happiness.

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

"OK sis I'll......bye" ****** I knock waiting patiently for the gate to be open,after some minutes feeling like hours the gate keeper open the door widely for me smiling " Madam welcome,eh Madam we really miss you fah welcome madam" "Thank you Danladi" Standing in front of the main door I was so scared to open it,what if Kareem beat me for hugging his friend instead of him? What if he beat me for leaving the house? But I saw the way he was begging earlier on, he meant what he was saying, he wouldn't hurt me will he?

Kenji loosens his hold on the Vampire, causing him to drop to his knees in front of me, his surprised eyes moving from Kenji to me. A smirk appears on the man’s face yet again. ‘How fortuitous.’ His eyes gleam with unchecked desire. ‘Maybe I will not have to get rid of the new Queen afterall.’ His calculating eyes roam over my body, making bile rise up, burning my throat. ‘She is much more beautiful than Serena afterall.’ “The name is Damian, my Queen.” His hand reaches up to grab mine within his cold grasp once again, his eyes locked onto my face as he gives me a charming smile.

“My Queen.” I can tell Anna is uncomfortable with him bowing towards her. She’ll have to get over that. As my Queen, she’ll have plenty of people bow and kneel before her in respect...and if they don’t, I’ll break their back and they will forever be forced to kneel before her. Anna flicks her hand at him. “There’s no need for that.” Dante rises and holds out his hand as he introduces himself. “Dante Alexander, at your service, my Queen.”

I needed to properly bait her inner tigress. "Look, Debs, I'm just saying," I went on, as calmly as I could while envisioning my aching boner sawing in and out of her virgin ass, "Dana broke your pact, right? So technically you're not bound by it anymore. And if you really want to teach her a lesson and get a first, a major one at that I might add, well, here's your chance, babe."