Drama Queen Novels & Stories

Trent Mercer, my rich-kid roommate, stumbled through the door late at night. He was half-dragging Raven Cross, the campus queen, who had passed out cold. "Hey, Skye," Trent sneered, reeking of cheap tequila, "This one's a real catch. I'm feeling generous, so you get first dibs." I turned down my three roommates’ “generous offer.” Instead, I quietly set up a hidden camera, angling it directly toward the bed. This was my third life, after all. In my first life, I played the hero. I stepped in and saved Raven, only for her to turn around and accuse me of sexual assault. I died in prison long before I ever saw my release date. In my second life, I turned a blind eye. I ignored them and went

Antonella flipped her fingers and Leo bowed, leaving the room. “Get yourself a special treat, you've done so well.” Leo smiled, bowing to the queen. Adrian didn't know whether to laugh or frown, or protest as frustration rallied over him. “You wanna sue me for forgetting that I'm the queen?” “Why did you ask your daughter to drug me?” Adrian questioned her, not flinching his face. His eyes alone were enough to get her thinking twice if she were to be a responsible queen but she didn't even consider this.

Me: Wait, really? Drama Queen: I am a woman of my word. Me: Then I’ll give you Ethan’s number. Drama Queen: WHAT?? I laughed. Me: You wanted to know what he thinks of you, right? Just text him. Drama Queen: I HATE YOU. Me: You’re welcome. She sent me a lot of angry emojis, and I could practically hear her screaming into her pillow. I grinned finishing my coffee. This was going to be so fun.

I probably looked nothing like the queen of queens with my bed hair still a mess and my rumpled dress. But I had to give it a shot, already my legs were tingling from running and I knew I needed my wheelchair soon. “Well, what are you waiting for? Announce us and open the doors,” Alisa snapped at them. They stopped gawking and bowed in apology. “Announcing Princess Alisa and The High Luna, Queen of Queens, Princess Daciana,” Here goes nothing, I thought to myself as I stepped into the room to save the woman who had tried to kill me.

Queen recovered first. “It is just kits, Davis,” Queen said, her voice rising in a frantic, defensive register. She moved into his line of sight, her hands fluttering as she searched for an excuse to anchor them both. “You should know how desperate these girls can be. She’s looking for an excuse to find her way back into your orbit. It’s a classic play.” "You don't get it, mum. If she had wanted that, she would have told me about it. Why wouldn't she tell me?”

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

once again Dario hummed. “Have you seen my Queen?" He asked as he brought his nose to my neck, growling so low only I could hear. He made me sit down on his lap. He was just something else entirely. “Get on your knees and greet my Queen properly,” Adriana's head quickly snapped up to look at me and the look there was like she'd rather die than do what Dario just asked her. "She's not a Queen you're just confused at the right woman who is supposed to be your Queen and that's me!" Oh, oh. Was she trying to get herself killed?

Though he rarely acted anymore, thanks to Eloise’s connections, Sasha had landed a spot in his class. At the Wayhik Film and Television Base, a historical suspense detective drama was currently in production. One storyline was set in an Old Mansion, a type of high-class entertainment house in ancient times. Sasha had her eye on the role of the Queen Lady, the highest-ranking entertainer in the establishment. To portray the Queen Lady, one had to be not just beautiful, but irresistibly charming, the kind who could enchant anyone with just a smile. Three women auditioned for the part. Two were students at the Film and Television Academy, both two years younger than Sasha. While they were beaut

A draughty Irish castle wasn’t where I was expecting to spend my honeymoon. I wasn’t complaining…exactly. The fields outside were verdant and beautiful, the sea waves crashing against the cliff face was bleak and majestic. My room had a four poster bed that made me feel like the princess in The Princess and the Pea. “Natasha, check the mattress for produce.” I grinned at her as she gave me a puzzled look, clearly not getting the reference. She looked around. “This is a good space. Very defensible.” she said nodding with approval.

It was all professional till she discovered that her all-official ruthless CEO boss who sought perfection in everything was a *Stripper!* Billionaire playboy Andre Quinn plays the hearts of women like the king of chess... But in the business world, he makes a pawn of his employees and fires them at the slightest offence. He is unapologetic about his ruthlessness and wears his sex appeal like a duplicate skin. But there will be a pause in his life when his meticulous assistant, Clara discovers his secret which conceals the even darker sides of his life. She has stripped him bare, but will they both lay their vulnerabilities and secrets on one another's feet, starting another