Broken Queen Novels & Stories

And that unnerved her. One unforgettable night. Without any strings attached. That had been what they both wanted. She was Gabrielle Lot an absolute nobody to his family. How had she let her guard down that night and confessed she wanted to kiss him badly. She had put down the walls to her heart and if he had entrance to it again. She would have no one to blame but herself. What was it about Tan that made her so vulnerable? That had her putting down her walls she had fought to build after the last break up.

"No guy in his right mind would ever want someone like you as a girlfriend." My hands balled into tight fists, anger flaring up in my chest. "You really think I care about your opinion?" "Believe whatever you want." She stepped back toward the mirror, glancing at me with that same irritating smile. "Any guy would be lucky to have me. I'm pretty, wealthy, smart—" "And yet you can't follow a single simple rule," she cut me off coldly. "Who would ever want a reckless rule-breaker?" I bit my lip hard. "You're a rule-breaker too. In fact, you're a hundred times worse than I'll ever be," I spat back. I took a step toward her, matching her distance. "You're all talk."

Solene shut the door behind her and kicked off her shoes, sighing as she sank onto the bed. Thankfully, work had been peaceful without unwanted exes making unexpected visits and trying to change her child’s surname. ‘I mean, how dare he?’ she thought, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Where the hell was he when she was broken and trying to stitch herself back up? She remembered that night—after crashing Lewis’s show. The way she had cried until her chest hurt. The way she walked into that hotel alone and let the tears fall like she’d been holding them in for years.

“My Queen, there is a new mark on the leyline sky.” Sirelia’s voice trembled. “Whose?” The answer was death, falling soft and final. “Seren.” Sirelia faced her shattered mirror. Not cracked. Not splintered. But broken. A new name had entered the world. And it did not bow. The Breaker Queen had been born.

He didn't look quite happy with the banging. "Alpha Kaden! It's me, Brandon." The deep voice rasped from behind the door. "I'm going to kill you Brandon!" He announced jokingly, making for the door. Unlocking the door, Brandon looked freaked out. His eyes were wide open and he looked like he had something to tell us. "Why are you trying to break down my door-" Kaden asked, an angry look on his face but Brandon had quickly cut him off before telling him. "The Queen. She's awake. Königin Zemirah is awake!'' He added before he showed a clean pair of heels. A bolt of shock ran through me as I stood there, rooted to the spot while wondering what I just heard.

Instead she felt confused and broken. This was her first kill, and to top it, it was her own flesh and blood. Does not matter what he did to her, no one could prepare her for this. She was not sure what she felt, sad, loneliness, regret, relieve, or everything all together. She needed a break, she needed to sort out her own feelings after going back.

The pictures of Nickaulas and Leah kissing, laughing, scattered across her wide screen. Is Leah Harrison the real queen of King's heart? Did Angela Hernandez rip them apart? She stood unblinking, struggling to process what she was seeing. Her face was stricken with absolute shock as the anchor continued to portray her as a villain of their love story. Tears seared her eyes. She flicked to another channel and there they were comparing her with Leah. A gorgeous ballet dancer and a powerful wheel-chair bound woman. Her inside clenched painfully. Tears of humiliation leapt down her eyes. Suddenly out of energy, she dropped down to the couch. Lina rushed over to her with a glass of water.

"I, Amari Maverick Dakarai, reject you, Mazari Sherneil Adams, as my mate and partner. May the bond between us be broken forever.” I simply continued to stare. I didn't move, not as the pain started from deep within. Not as the side of my neck sizzled with a burning pain, nor as I watched the exact same mark appear on the side of the queen's neck. Not as Mav dipped his head down and kissed her. Not as she kissed him back, their arms wrapped tightly around each other. Not as I watched Robyn fuse herself into the queen, and finally, not as I heard Mav say something so damaging. I didn't move a muscle, just stared while the icy needles worked their way around my whole body.

"The end of what?" "Ask me one question," the queen says. "Whatever you need to know right now." I look at the little girl in her arms. Then I look into the queen's pale eyes. "Why did you break the mate bond with your second mate?" I ask. The queen's smile vanishes. Her eyes fill with old tears. "That," Queen Yasmin whispers. "I broke it because I had to. I made a promise to the pack, and that promise destroyed my soul. You saw my husband's version of the story."

Wouldn't you go and get me another glass of water? Maid: Okay my queen (She attempts to leave but Queen Victoria hold her back) Queen Victoria: And what'll happen to this broken glass? Maid: I'll go and get a broom to clean it up Queen Victoria: No, Use your hands to clean it up! Maid: But my queen, it'll cause me injuries Queen Victoria: And I told you to use your hands to clean it up!!! (Th maid carefully picks the broken glass and leaves the room) Queen Victoria: (hold her head) How do I get rid of this boy? Gosh! I'm so frustrated!!!