Novel & Cerita From Ashes To Queen: Now I Call The Shots

I growl at all three of them, I didn’t have time for this, I needed to get to Christian. The two men and Calli visibly relax and Calli finally looks at me “What the fuck was that Ashley?” Breydon smirks, blood dripping from his mouth “The Queen has taken her place”

"Eat. Sleep. Because tomorrow... we start building the nightmare that is going to humiliate the Sun King." Ashren looked at me. He looked at the determination in my eyes. "You're enjoying this," he noted dryly. "I'm the Queen of Ashes," I shrugged. "I'm done playing nice. It's time to play dirty."

“I only gave Cordelia the power to take any man she wanted!” Killian shouted, his voice cracking apart with pain. “That’s all! I didn’t touch you, I swear! I just opened the door for her!” “Mm-hm,” Victoria said pleasantly, and made another thin, careful cut along his forearm, the way one slices a ribbon from a gift. “Keep going. You’re doing so well.” Outside the old castle, the morning had turned bright and hard. A convoy of black cars rolled up the hill and stopped at the broken gate in a line of dust, and the Blackwood men poured out with vests on and guns raised, ready for a war.

“I made the mistake of believing in something that wasn't real.” He did not look back. He did not stop. The chapter ends with me, the Queen of Nothing, watching the King of Ashes disappear, his back as cold and final as the tomb he was rebuilding around his heart, a tomb I had just helped him build.

I had no answer. She let me go. Her gaze shifted to the urn in my arms. "You won't take this when it's offered? Then I am taking it from you. "You will not see your father's ashes again." She reached. The blood in my arms went cold. The control I had been holding cracked. "Please… please don't. It wasn't me. I'll do anything, anything you want. Just don't." I was about to fall to my knees again. I would have. The pride and dignity I'd had walking in here had been gone for hours.

And who was the other half stuck with? “Who’s the other idiot?” she asked, her voice tight, like it might snap. Roman’s mouth quirked, not quite grinning. “That’d be me.” It landed like a fist to her gut. She stared at him—this smooth-talking climber who’d kissed Dorian’s boots while she’d scraped by on cheap noodles and cheaper dreams. Fury flared, hot and ugly, but before she could tell him to choke on it, a black Rolls-Royce purred up the path, sleek as sin. The window rolled down, and there she was—Vivienne Ashford, Dorian’s widow, Sienna’s stepmother, blonde hair piled up like royalty, wrapped in fur despite the wet.

Susanna had thoughtfully added audio for full effect. "I've been back for six months. With just a flick of my finger, he's fallen into the palm of my hand. He prepared a blue fireworks show for me tonight. Since I don't like blue, let me give it to you for your anniversary celebration so that it won't go to waste." The crowd erupted in shock. Sophie's face turned pale as panic surged through her. "That bitch Luna! How dare she expose our chat records?"

Hermione had remained quiet all this time, she merely observed the reactions of the council, but the suggestion to take her life made her furious. She stood up and slammed her hands on the table. “I’m a cat shifter! So what? I’m now mated to one of you and, whether you like it or not, I am now a part of this park. You can yell all you want. I certainly do not care, but know this, if I fall into the hands of the said vengeful witches are all goners, so you had the best plan to protect me and, Lycans", she finished, looking unabashed.

They look at each other and I furrow my brows. "You're sure he won't banish us or some shit if he finds you here?" Berry asks and I look at him. "No. No he won't because then I sure as hell am not going back to him." I tell them before laying back. "Okay." "That's crazy man. You are the next Queen." Berry says and I can tell that he is baked. "Ehh." We just chill from there on. Berry had rolled more joints and by now, we've probably smoked 15 of them.

“Relax. I only meant I pay attention. And I can see you’re plotting something. May I join?” I tapped a dripping spoon against my chin. “Are you… game?” “Always.” A wicked grin spread across my face. “All right. But—” “But?” “If you join my scheme, you take orders. Like my friend Jack—he’s my servant now.” Asher straightened, hand over heart. “Then command me, My Queen.” I burst out laughing, suds flying. He caught a bubble on his fingertip, winked, and bowed. Maybe hiring a crazy attorney wasn’t the strangest decision he’d made. Right now, teaming up with my unexpected husband suddenly felt… perfect. ****** LMCD22