Crime Novel Pseudonym Queen Novels & Stories

, Sarah answered, “ Peter here is his adopted son, his heir. It seems Dr Torres has cancer and wants to meet me.” “And this bastard called you Honey? Wait…”, Amelia gasped, suddenly grasping the plot. “Are you Honey? The famous author who has never shown her face? The renowned reticent crusader of the disabled and downtrodden? The author who donates all her earnings to centers teaching livelihood skills to the disabled? Sarah tell me… You are Honey?” Sarah nodded. “Why Sarah? Why have you never shown your face as author Honey? Why write under a pseudonym?” Amelia was incredulous.

I stood, walking around my desk so I was sitting next to the very well restrained Fake-Jacob. “I assume, Fake-Jacob, that you know who I am?” I threw my aura behind the question, making sure he had to answer. “Queen Avelina,” he growled. “Who am I to you?” “My boss’ mate,” his voice was strained, he was really fighting my command. At hearing that, Noah, Callum and Oscar all growled. Fake-Jacob just smirked in response. “Who is your boss?” “The Rogue King.” “That was easy, wasn’t it? Now, Fake-Jacob, what is your name?”

The shudder of silence that follows reveals more about Kayla Zelenyy than an hour in a police interview room could tell me. "The killer will use a pseudonym that you will be familiar with." I pause. "I suppose the names Casca Ashakova, Katrin Cajthamlova, Victoria Usheava, Monika Cvurka, and Anjelica Ebbi are all names that are familiar to you?" Kayla Zelenyy stiffens slightly, and her eyes meet Barklay's for just a moment. It's a micro-expression—the barest trace of a signal passing between them.

Another screams a moment later. A smirk forms on my lips at the title. I am called the Queen in Lucian City. I am called the Queen in the Grand Alkhemi. Still, I will choose neither of them as my King. I choose for them to suffer after that they had done to me in my previous life. I am pulled to a stop when Jacqueline reaches me. “November! You got everyone worried.” They call me November, fully knowing well that is not my real name. All lies. They are all liars.

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 1 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.

She died in her throne chair, with her bloody crown on her head, they made her body the spectacle of the kingdom reminding the power not only The Royal Blood can have. Yubin was sure that this is that novel. The title of the book was 'Lost Queen' a tragic romance story, written by: Olavier Belet an English/Japanese author... The novel he wrote was about 20 years ago, it was a novel it never got the ideal reads since it can't be read below 18-year-old, this book has too many fetish scenes and blood that might cause a child to dream a nightmare... So it was privately banned, so few people we're able to get this book before it gets banned.

" Again, I found myself thinking about each and every piece of information. Just as I was about to ask how we ended up in this situation and what happened to all these werewolf packs, he spoke first. "Enough for now! You need to get ready. We're running out of time." I nodded as I prepared to do as I was told. Then another question popped into my mind. "The first man with a wolf's name was Andrew. How about the Queen? What was her name?" "I don't know!" He stated. "No one actually knows! She was always referred to as the 'Queen of werewolves.'" "I see!" I replied, though I wasn't quite convinced by his answer.

"Enough. You canceled our trip, ruined our plans—I've forgiven all that. We won't mention severance payment anymore. See how good I am to you?" I pulled away. "Stop wasting time. Sign the papers. Let's end this cleanly." Mother urged him. "Show her the gift we bought her!" Father hurriedly brought a large package. "You've always wanted this diamond bracelet, right? Father even used his retirement money to buy it!" I glanced at it—even from across the room, I could tell it was fake. These crystals had no natural energy signature. "Father, you spent $50,000 on her genuine necklace. For me, you bought flea market trash? If you're going to lie, at least spend enough money to buy a decent fake. D

The Columbians had received life in prison but not before they had ordered the hit on the two people who had shopped them. Professor Laurent knew the minute Lissa sat down that something was wrong with her, he had done his research and he had seen the morning papers. Everyone knew this young woman’s background she had not hidden anything and it was one of the reasons he had agreed to do her show, he wanted to know if the Bratva did drugs, and if they did he would be going after them. It did not happen as any of them planned, as soon as she sat down across from him he sensed her pain, looking into those incredible emerald green eyes he had noticed right away how dilated they were. He had see

The remaining vampires circle me, cracking their necks, stretching their fingers, and some even pick up the blades that were wielded by Cassian’s men. “I gave you a chance.” My voice is hoarse, anguished, “and now, because of you fucking traitors, my queen is gone.” The word goes through my head over and over again. Gone… she’s gone. I kill them all swiftly, not even caring to torture them first, then stand amongst the sea of human and vampire bodies, covered in blood and shaking with pure rage and adrenaline. I have no idea where Cassandra took her, I don’t understand how Gwendolyn is so strong, and now I know Aurora was right; Cassandra promised Cassian that she would help him kill me.