Cruel Queen Face Fart Novels & Stories

Xasha said in a smoking tone and with a slight chuckle. "You? Chosen one? Don't make me laugh. You are no chosen one, you are pond scum," the lady berated in a fit of rage. Her outburst did not bother Xasha. Instead, he found it amusing, "I did not know that ghosts could fart." "I will kill you, I will kill you where you stand. How dare you address me, a Queen like this? I will have your pond scum head."

Yes, she had made sure to have fun and play with them, the claw marks on the queen’s face showed little of that. A soldier of the Astaroth army ran in, a dirty and bloody sack in his hand, he came up to Iris and whispered a few words to her which caused her to roar in laughter, the queen and the king and the princesses watched her in fear and curiosity. She took the bloodied sack from the soldier and cleared a part of the table, pushing the food down to the floor. She took the platter where the pig’s head had once been placed and moved it to the other end of the table where the king and queen sat, then she placed the bloodied sack on it. She pounced onto the table.

If it is that other gender, God help me if he dares set his feet in here. “Just because you are fired, it doesn’t give you the right to be rude! You are still in my territory!” Sheet! That voice? I veer around, my facial idioms conforming to a real shock. Actually, it conformed to something else close to a shock until my eyes caught the sight of the queen of the Mazur. My jaw almost drops to the floor, but that is until my sixth sense kicks in. The queen, in my room? After all the insults and humiliations, she still has some more insults and humiliations to serve me. If not, why else would she come here?

I added, voice firm, “they are here to make peace. To form a truce with the witches’ communities.” The Queen snapped. “You will have to kill me first!” she shrieked. Something flew through the air, very fast and unexpected. It was a shoe. It smacked directly into her face. And for half a heartbeat, the entire field froze. Then, I laughed. Because it was painfully obvious what had happened. The Queen was highly sensitive to magic attacks. But that? That had been pure, ordinary, beautifully human irritation. Whoever threw it… was a genius. The Queen’s face darkened dangerously meanwhile, as she searched for the audacious person.

the King started, lifting his hand, “—Justin’s just trying to twist everything to suit his selfish narrative.” The Queen slowly raised her head, and I braced for her fury, for her heartbreak, for the kind of chaos that would flatten a room. Instead, she burst into laughter. Loud, raw laughter filled the room like a riot. Her body shook with it. “Mom—” Justin blinked. “What—?” “Are you okay?” Justine asked, frowning. The Queen laughed harder as if someone had whispered the most scandalous joke in her ear. “Oh, Alaric,” she wheezed, finally catching her breath. “You really thought you were that slick? That I didn’t know?”

All but Mister, Zeek, their crew and the Queen. She sat there completely unbothered as her great grandson and his security detail came to arms. "Settle down everyone," the queen said, "it's just an old friend of mine," she said with a chuckle. Just then the wind stopped blowing and the biggest, most stinking, ugliest, and most foul sprite that ever lived, appeared in front of the queen. Her breath was so bad that every time she breathed out, a green cloud formed in front of her face.

Queen said, flipping her hair. "We give you two days, we don't want to see your ugly face here and we are already tired of seeing it." She added, rubbing a pink lipstick to her lips. "Two days, that is all." She smashed her lips together, blowing me a kiss. She walked away, flipping her hair again. I gasped, holding my chest. This was too much. Her minions followed after, but not without saying hurtful words to me. "My advice, burn that sneakers of yours away. It doesn't deserve to be thrown away but burned." Tailey said, spitting on my face.

The girls seemed to notice that and they glared at everyone but no one quietened down. "You all shut the fuck up. It's your Queen you all are gossiping about." A man dressed in a heavy clothing came out from the crowd, "She cannot be our queen." He glanced at me from top to bottom, "Animals like her are born to fuck." Shocking gasps left the crowd but no one came forward to protest. I felt tears burning my eyes but I held them back. I won't let them make me cry. "Shut your fucking mouth before I shut it for you."

Andrian heart was beating louder perhaps she has made up her mind to finally get rid of him. Yes! The beast standing close to him can kill anyone without blinking her eyes. The quietness of the atmosphere was making him think negatively, he was curious to know his fate, he would have paid more attention to the beauty of his surrounding but the queen of evil was standing before him. Elena stood watching him with those deep blue beautiful eyes of hers, he was trapped in those eyes, the eyes kept captivating him both physically and mentally. He must be crazy for finding a beast like her eyes captivating.

"And that’s how I ended up in this mess. I’ve been stressed out ever since." Caitlin finally pieced everything together. The Queen of Auralia wasn’t just a fan—she admired Federico and had clearly made advances. Caitlin couldn’t help but think of the king in his wheelchair and wondered… was the Queen’s behavior driven by frustration with her husband’s condition? Was it a lonely woman’s secret rebellion?