Crime Novel Pseudonym Queen Novels & Stories

🌹You're Mine And My Possession🌹 (Book 1) A Dark Romance Novel. Written By Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella PROLOGUE The chill ringing from her phone woke her up, picking it up without checking the caller ID. Anyone calling her through this number has a job for her. It's the number she uses if anyone wants to contact her or rather her assassin name, Mr King. "Yes." "Mr King, you have a job," A male voice said almost immediately.

“You don’t trust me? At least I’m a virgin. I know you have Groupon dick. I did my research. If anyone should be worried it’s me.” My fingers froze and I stared at her in shock. “You’re a virgin?” I hate to admit it but I was literally squeaking. “You don’t have to sound so surprised. I am a bratva princess after all.” “Who’s brother lets you run wild.” “Who said that?” I shrugged, “Everyone knows Roman indulges you.” “Yeah well…that doesn’t mean I’m out here like that.” I took a step closer to her. “So why am I the lucky guy who gets to pop your cherry?”

I wasn’t going to allow myself to be scourged by mere dogs. For some reason, I detested this fake Alpha King with the knowledge that he had partnered with the Alpha Queen to deceive the people that he was the real King while helping the Alpha Queen hide the stains of her crime. The Alpha Queen lunged at me while I growled and then bashed her to the side before simultaneously grasping the Alpha King by his neck and killing its biting attempt. I slammed him on the ground and then turned to catch the Alpha Queen as she was already back on her feet and storming at me.

To avoid the swarm of reporters, I slipped through a side exit and caught a cab back to my apartment. On the way home, my phone wouldn’t stop buzzing with social media notifications. I opened the app, only to find that four of the top ten trending topics were about me: #VeraMasonPlagiarism #VeraMasonRubyQuinn #RubyQuinnForcedToKneel #RubyQuinnGhostwriterScandal Vicious marketing accounts had twisted the truth, denying my authorship of every work I had ever created. They claimed I stole Ruby Quinn’s ideas and even blackmailed her into being my ghostwriter.

I listened in on the whole conversation. The great Miliani Hwang is just a broken girl under that tuff exterior. I've seen my men shudder at her name. I've seen my victims kill themselves trying to escape her wrath. She is ruthless but yet still so innocent, having never taken a life with her own hands.

She nodded her head, saying, “That would be perfect if I had my own designer and keep your name anonymous. I don’t want people stealing from me.” Mario went quiet as he looked through the poster ideas and a thought popped into his head. He lifted his gaze over to her and saw that she was looking out of the window and said, “Queen, I know this is all pretend, but I was wondering if you know about Emilia De Vicci?” Daphnée turned to him with a confused look on her face and shook her head. Alessandro licked his lips, trying to hide his smile after hearing Mario’s words. “She’s the boss’s girlfriend and I do not think she knows about you,” he said almost timidly.

She wanted him"she didn't loved him . Noah had an eye on Ari.She became the queen of heart since he saw her for the first time.Again"he thought"What if", she wasn't into him." What if"she didn't wanted him.He was definitely not letting go of her so he plotted against her.He was pretending to be a rough stud who lives a fearless life when the truth was that he feared to feel fear because it paves was to insecurities .

I'll be back with the second series. There would be another part and I intend to make the title return if the mafia queen... Although it depends on my editor, if she offers me the contract or not 😊, I love you all you remain my family now and forever... I thank you for the love you had showed my book from the beginning until this very moment, it means the most to me , if I made any mistake or errors please do pardon me... I hope you all understand, I'm still learning and acquiring knowledge never ends. I'll try to give you what you want in the next book, she'll be back and ruthless... There will be lots of sex scenes as well so if you do not like it then don't bother about the second part o

The caption was simple and chilling: “The Queen never truly dies. We’ll be waiting in the shadows when the hunger returns. And it always returns.” I deleted the message immediately. But the seed had been planted deep. As Liam fell asleep holding me tightly, I stared at the ceiling with my heart racing and my body already betraying me again. I had burned the crown. I had chosen love. But in the darkest corners of my soul, the Queen was already whispering with a seductive, dangerous smile: You can lie to him.

Cassidy’s poison had seeped into every crevice, and now the whole city carried the taste of suspicion. On his desk lay reports and clippings. Each headline sang the same tune: Elara Quinn was guilty. Fraud. Smuggler. The papers stopped just short of declaring her convicted, but the language left no room for innocence. “Alleged.” “Anonymous sources.” “Unverified evidence.” Words that were daggers without edges, slicing reputation instead of flesh. Vincent picked one up and skimmed it again, though he knew it by heart. The photographs, the numbers, the testimony — all carefully placed, too precise to be coincidence. Cassidy Quinn’s handiwork was all over it. He could almost see her smirk behin