Criminal Minds Black Queen Novels & Stories

Dad asked. "I think someone deleted the remaining footage" "Oh my God! This isn't good..Why will the bloody queen come to your house? " Mr.Richard asked. "I..I..I..I'm also confused" dad stuttered..This is the first time I've seen dad stuttering.. "Who the hell is this bloody queen?"I asked.. "The bloody queen is death herself..But I think she only kills those who has wronged her,probably in the past" Mr.Richard explained..

Other mafias obviously use it for other things that I won't mention right now. "What the fuck is she doing here?," Adrian growled out as he spotted me in between the two boys. "I'm here to get information out of someone. Something that you can't do," I told him. "I'm sorry," Dorian sighed out. "She blackmailed me." Adrian let out a sigh and grabbed my elbow. "You're going home," he mumbled angrily as he pulled me back towards the doors. "No," I told him. "Let me have a chance. I promise I'll get something out of him."

The edges crumbled under my fingers, and I unfolded it carefully, afraid it would turn to dust. The handwriting was Marcus's—sharp, precise, each letter pressed deep into the page, as if he had known the paper would be his only legacy. I read it aloud, my voice echoing in the silent chamber. "I, Marcus Blackwood, Alpha of the Blackwood pack, confess to the following crimes: I made a bargain with the Lycan king. I gave him the bloodline of Kaelen in exchange for power over the shadow. I bound the shadow to the hybrid child, Ravenna, knowing she would one day wake it and become its vessel. I built the prison beneath the mountain to hold the king's enemies and feed them to the darkness. I kille

“A gang in black suits broke in at noon. They came in fast and hard. We’re fighting back but Sarah… they hurt Sarah.” My grip tighten around the phone. “What happened to her?” “They hit her hard on the head during the struggle. She is unconscious now. The attackers kept shouting something about Black Diamond being in Sarah’s head. They tried to take her but we managed to drive most of them back. A few escaped.” Black Diamond. I have heard the legends in the underground world. Whoever possesses the Black Diamond will become the king of mafia world. Many have died searching for it. Now it’s in her head? Holy fuck! It’s crazy!

“You are a murderer. You committed countless murders of innocent maidens, and attempted murder… thrice. And you sit at this table and call me shameless? How dare you?” “Who do you think you are to shout at my granddaughter—” “She is the Queen, Luna of Wolfsbane! What audacity did your granddaughter have to harm my daughter and the Queen?” Elder Blackwell shot up too, his eyes bloodshot as he fired back at Elder Montclair, and the palpable tension bled into chaos. “She is not my Queen. She is never our Queen!” That was Elder Greyson. “Then you would rather a murderer become Queen? Treason! Completely and utterly treason—”

The door opened. Ava stared. Inside was a massive circular room. In the center stood a glass table. On it was a single black box. The Queen was standing beside it. Elena was on her knees. A man stood behind her with a gun. Ava's blood boiled. "Mom!" Elena looked up. "Ava!" The Queen smiled. "Come in." Daniel raised his gun. "Let her go." The Queen laughed. "Still giving orders." "I said let her go."

Inside, panic clawed at my ribs. If Atlas dug even a little, just scratched the surface, he’d find everything. The bodies. The deals. The blood. The name whispered in fear across empires. Viper. Mafia queen. Executioner with a smile. And right now? I was none of those things. I had no wolf, no power, no army. Just stitches, bruises, and a mouth that had lied too smoothly for its own good. If they found out who I really was, Blackwood wouldn’t cage me.

Their sleek, pitch-black coats gleamed like polished obsidian, and their eyes glowed faintly, burning with intelligence. “These are my stallions,” Thanion said, his voice carrying a rare warmth. “Nyx, Acheron, and Erebus.” He approached them and ran a hand over Nyx’s mane. “She’ll be staying with us for a while,” he told them, his tone soft but commanding. “Be kind to her.”

And Rocco… he was moving deeper into my flames with every breath, binding himself to me with no assurance of surviving. I spun back towards the city, but softened my tone this time. "You know they'll come for us. For me. Perhaps even for you.” His hand folded over mine, rough fingers rubbing against the diamond studded knuckles of my hand. He drew my hand to his mouth and kissed it, slow and even, his eyes never leaving mine. "Then let them try it. Because they'll find there's only one Queen." The words wrapped around me like armour, like chains, like a vow. My heart thumped against my breast, but I stayed impassive. That was the game, anyway. A Queen never gets frightened. A Queen never sho

You can see now how that got to me, right? I mean, I know that I am a spoiled brat but I worked for that! I am a fucking rich bitch and I accept that whole-heartedly. But no one is allowed to speak to me that way! I’m not just all talk. I actually know how to shut people up. I’m a fucking queen! Quite literally… I’m Mia Queen after all! “Are you serious, girl?” The girl asked in disbelief. “You just made the craziest and the toughest of the mafia men cry! How can you be bored?!” She frowned.