His Runaway Queen Novels & Stories

As he turned around to lead them on, someone pressed a dagger to his back and he stilled and raised his hands. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” a maiden having a fierceness to her demanded in a hushed voice. From the sound of her voice, she knew who Ace was. Ace turned around to meet her face, his hands still up, not trying to spook her. Facing her like this, her dagger pressed against his chest. “I know this looks bad, Casy.” “You’re helping the queen of wahala escape. It is bad!” she corrected, staring at him as if she couldn’t recognise who spoke with her.

Slowly, he returned his eyes back to his phone and almost immediately, he turned cold. He saw a video of Carissa, cladded in a beautiful dress that glittered and shone so bright. She was smiling widely, with a bouquet of flowers in her hands, as she slowly walked down the aisle. “How many more minutes to the location?” Stan asked in a voice that sounded like a whisper. “A minute”, the driver replied, clearly confused as to what was probably wrong with his passenger. “Can you cut it to thirty seconds? I would increase your pay”, Stan said pleadingly.

"Andrea Brigadier, what the hell's wrong with you? Do you know how many girls would kill to marry Lucien Denver? By the count of three, you better get your ass up on that altar and say I do!" "It's all part of the plan Liliana" I said as I wiped my tears away. "What plan? There was a plan and you didn't tell your best friend?" Lilian asked surprised. "I didn't tell you... I didn't tell you because it involves me escaping, running away" I said trying to make Lilian get the whole point but she was more confused than ever. "Running away to where?" She asked curiously. "I don't wanna be alpha, and neither do I want to marry Lucien. But they are both duties I must carry out. So that's why I and L

“Never again. My heart cannot take it. You played dice with poison against two thousand-year-old goblins and you won and you did it for sport—” “I did it for Rayana.” “You did it for Rayana and a little bit for sport, I saw your face when you smashed that cup, you enjoyed that—” “Okay,” I admit. “A little for sport.” “A little for—” Queenie throws both hands at the sky. Then she grabs my arm, and the brightness comes flooding back into her, deliberate, a woman choosing to leave the beetle shop and all its horrors firmly behind her. “No. No. We are done with that. My nerves are in ribbons, I need something frivolous and obscenely expensive immediately or I am going to lie down on these cobble

"I know, dear, I am useless. I should die, as I cannot even protect my family. However, trust us, if we had any other way, we would never choose this way. Mr. Willson spoke in a heavy voice. Lilian didn’t say anything and ran to her room. She locked her door and started to pack her belongings. She must run away. She would never marry an unknown person. She was determined until she was ready to use the window to escape from her room. When she was on the window sill, she started to think about what would happen to her parents if she ran away from this marriage. How about the people who trusted her parents and worked in their company for so long? She started to hesitate. But suddenly she slippe

Without thinking, she dashes into the treeline bordering the property, following the direction of the car. “Mama!” Rose's voice echoes in her mind, pushing her forward. The branches whip at her face and arms as she runs, but she doesn't slow down. She can hear heavy footsteps behind her, and the knowledge that they are closing in on her spurs her on. Her lungs burn, and her legs ache, but she refuses to give up. She has to save her children. She has to escape from Jackson. As Maya runs, she curses herself for letting her guard down, for thinking they were safe in the safehouse.

“I saw her. My mother… She was running. Through fire. Holding a bundle—me, I think.” Leo tensed. “Fire?” I nodded. “She was trying to get away. There were wolves in cloaks. They were chasing her. She… she whispered something before the vision ended.” “What did she say?” he asked. I swallowed. “She said, ‘If she ever awakens, tell her—don’t trust the flame-born.’” Leo stiffened. My chest tightened. “Does that… mean something to you?”

Arianna My head snapped toward the door. Damian’s eyes locked with mine, dark and intense. I pushed away from the table and ran as fast as I could. “Arianna… stop!” Damian’s voice thundered behind me. I didn’t stop. My feet slapped against the cold floor. I held my stomach with one hand and my dress with the other. I can’t let him catch me after what I’ve heard. I turned a corner too fast and crashed into a servant. She gasped as her tray fell with a loud clatter.

CHAPTER FOUR -ANTONIO- It was now late into the night, almost midnight, and the celebration was coming to its last event; the Run. The Run was an age-old royal tradition. It was a game, a chase under the dance of moonlight. Only the King and Queen's children were allowed to participate in the event. Whichever of the royal offspring reached the age of maturity would have to compete against their older siblings. This would demonstrate the royal's skills and formally initiate them into the competition for becoming the future ruler of the Lycan Empire. Tonight, under the moon, Alina would prove her worth as the princess of the Lycan Empire.

"Do you think you can avoid all this just by staying silent? Amelia, I'm telling you, you'll eventually end up like me! Don't think you can rest easy just because you're taking the spot of Mrs. Prescott. He abandoned me even when I had his child, so much less could be said of you!" Amelia only found Ava's yapping annoying. She looked at Ava impatiently. "Have you had enough? If you already know that I won't get a good ending, what are you so mad about then?Do you think yapping in front of me can change the fact that you were abandoned?" Ava was furious. "Who's yapping?" "Who do you think?" "You!" Ava was mad from embarrassment. "Just you wait, Amelia. I won't let you off so easily!"