Confessions Of A Drama Queen Novels & Stories

“I'm really sorry for the tricks and brute voice I tried using. I've been veiling my fear and weakness under my supposed strength and authority as the Queen. This is not the real me, I'm trying to be the real me!” Adrian realized that the queen's problem was as a result of a childhood trauma, she hasn't healed from it. He turned towards her with tears in his eyes. “I would love to say, mom, be strong.” The queen broke down, she couldn't hold it in any longer. The tears she had been holding up and forcing in as strength for years came out pouring forth. She grabbed Adrian in a very tight hug. She felt so freed at this moment, her heart which has been heavy with guilt for the past forty someth

Levy didn’t know why she was being haunted by these dreams but as she remembered the last page that was torn from her mother’s diary, she couldn’t help but want to know more about what this charlatan thing was, so she looked around the room and made sure that no one was present, she raised her feet to walk closer to the woman on the rocking chair but then—— The door on her left was pushed open and Levy was glad that she couldn’t gasp out loud because the woman, the one who called herself ‘Queen’ walked inside the room, she was still wearing that weird masquerade mask on her face with distinct cravings on it, her eyes covered by a black cloth making it impossible for Levy to see her face at a

drama queen " don't worry am still a good girl but I don't regret beating Maddie up". I whispered to her smiling mischievously " yes am also glad you did, and I didn't say anything because i wanted to see your reaction. she is the presidents daughter so she feels she I s better than us and can do anything she wants the stupid bitch, but since you answered her she will come back with more trouble, she is Mason's favorite and she won't leave you because you disgraced her so watch out baby girl". she warned with a serious face. so much for trying to leave peacefully.

Why was it that Iris did absolutely nothing—just sat there quietly—and I still felt like she was seducing me? The second our eyes met, I wanted to pounce on her and kiss her senseless! …Heat. Again. It hurt so much. … Iris was watching a movie. I glanced at the screen— The Incubus Extermination Plan. I was speechless. So it really wass just about the money. She was tolerating me with everything. Detestable human. Such convincing acting. I almost fell for it. How dare she take my money while secretly finding me disgusting? I'd make her understand how hard money was to earn, and how awful tangerines tasted!!

Black is kind of his brand. The dress stops mid thigh. A bit shorter than I would have gone with but it was super cute and not figure hugging. “How do you wear a free down and your body still looks that hot?!” Daciana, the ever dramatic person I’ve come to know her to be, placed her hand on her chest like she is having a heart attack. “I would so steal you from Xander and I’m not even into girls. But for you, I’ll change.” I shake my head and tell her she is lying to me. She gave me the most offensive look when I said that.

Many were moved to tears, agreeing that the latter chapters were brilliant, and even more heart-wrenching than the previous ones. Soft sobs started to ripple through the crowd until someone with sharp eyes froze mid-scroll. “Wait a minute… What’s this on Chapter 98, page three? Why do the first letters of each line spell out… Ruby Quinn is the real plagiarist?” The entire hall fell into stunned silence. A voice quickly followed: “Holy shit, it’s real! I thought it was weird when a random character named ‘Queenie’ popped up out of nowhere. Is this the real author’s hidden message?”

We fell silent for a moment, and I noticed Adele staring at me from the side; she knew me like the back of her hand, and I knew there was no way out. "Who?" she asks. "I can't tell you here," I sigh. "Eyes and ears everywhere," I mumble. "Plus, it's not like it's anything special; we've only met twice and had basically one conversation, if you can call it that," I mumble to myself. "Jessica Garcia, even thinking about a man is the most absurd thing anyone has ever heard." I roll my eyes at her dramatics; it wasn't like it was a big thing; Dominic was just a forbidden fruit that I seemed to be drawn to.

The more she talked, the more he wished for the masquerade to end. But slowly and stylishly, Athena was beginning to shift sides. He quickly spiraled her back into position, gritting, "Quit it." She fluttered her lash coquettishly. "Do that again and get our covers blown." He lifted his chin, glaring daggers at her, but she chuckled and began to sway into position again, "Where's sh… Oh, there she is." In front of him, teary-eyed and resting on Domenico's arms, was Nonna. Against the turmoil he was feeling inside, he cracked a wry smile, hoping it showed in his eyes, for he had the sense to learn she was one to find his deceit easily.

Nyra looked up at me, her eyes widening dramatically before her hand flew to her lips. “I-I…” She stuttered, her voice trembling as she spoke. “I…didn’t know…” The performance was flawless. She looked horrified enough to gain sympathy yet innocent enough to avoid blame. “I swear I didn’t know the queen would be wearing the same gown,” Nyra sobbed, tears already gathering in her eyes. “Have I made a mistake?…. I really didn’t—” Leon sprang to his feet, the sharp scrape of his chair against the floor cutting her off.