Novel & Cerita Ice Queen Personality

Present Day Today is the day that they will finally name me Queen in waiting. I can’t take over the position as Queen fully until I have a mate, but by getting this title, I will take over the day-to-day practices. My mother, Nina and father, Wyatt, are still technically king and queen, but this will be the first step in the transition of power to me. For the last 24 years, my parents have groomed me to be the perfect queen. They raised me to be the strong independent woman type that takes no shit from a man. Since I am built more like my father, it isn’t too hard. I am taller at 5’9” with waist long brown wavy hair from my mother’s side. My body was tall and muscular, but not completely rip

She was mad. "I'm not thinking of any nonsense. Chelsea is a good candidate for the position of the queen" I tell her. "NO, She is not. You know she is not" Of course I know but I need to do this for Elizabeth. "Yes, she is. She has been trained from childhood to be the queen. She knows compact, she is good with politics, she can assist me in my work. She is everything I want in my queen" she is not. she never was what I wanted from my mate. I want a mate who loves me for what I am. not for my position.

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

In total, you could say she was an overly blunt person, in other words, a natural born, fierce critic. And that was quite surprising, considering the fact that she was the daughter of the snow queen, Queen Glacielle, thereby being a princess. Everyone had expected her to be the type to always curtsy whenever she greeted someone or giggle or do those shitty things princesses normally do, in other words, they expected her to be Fiorella but they were proven wrong when she got into the camp.

The Team was thanking Xasha for their bodysuits, seeing that remnant spirits brought up many awful memories. The Ice Queen was a 150-meter tall beauty with long white hair, wearing a long royal dress with snow petals rising slowly off it that gave her a mysterious air. In her delicate hands, she held a similar-looking scythe to the one Emily had in her hands. This was the ruler of the Glacier Forest, a Thorium Realm energy beast that was formed completely from ice and snow.

"Everyone in the Loop knows exactly what she did. The Ice Queen didn't win that merger through strategy. She managed to seduce Xavier Vane by throwing herself into his bed the second she realized Arthur was losing his grip on the Crestview holdings. She used a pregnancy to lock down a billionaire because she knew her own family name wouldn't keep her on the board." I froze, my hand automatically dropping to my lower abdomen beneath the cream knit. A cold, dangerous stillness washed over me, the sharp, calculating instinct of the Crestview legacy locking into place. "She’s pathetic," the voice continued, accompanied by the clink of a champagne flute. "She thinks she’s untouchable now just bec

"The King has summoned you to the throne room immediately." ....... Why was she called the Ice Queen? It was simple, because she was the queen of Vandamonth, a castle residing in the north. Day and night it snowed. Kora had built her power by becoming a queen, and when she finally became queen, she became famous. A beautiful woman whose face doesn't change according to her mood. Always wearing a dark expression, a dangerous gaze, and a cunning smile when needed. The sky blue gown rubbing the floor swung left and right as Kora walked along the halls of the cold castle. Her long blonde hair was parted into two, and a diamond earring dangled at each side of her face.

But neither woman knew the storm they were inviting. That night, Elona sat in the quiet of her study at the mansion she now shared with Alaric. The triplets were asleep, and Alaric had retired to bed after a long day of meetings. Elona, however, was wide awake. She opened her laptop, accessing encrypted files that only a select few could reach. Her alias within the guild, Ice Queen, was a name whispered in fear across continents. She had built her reputation on precision, strategy, and ruthlessness. Now, that reputation would come to Harley and Maribel.

“The clan’s been impenetrable for years because of that beast of a king—” “Seems the beast is growing weak—” “Or maybe he’s growing old—” Their laughter exploded again, sharp and careless, echoing up the hillside before dissolving into the night. Shane’s jaw tightened. “Wait—” a sharper voice cut through the laughter. “Maybe it’s the silver-eyed ice Queen. I hear she’s a rare beauty. High quality, slender and tall with silky long silver strands you could grab and pull as you take her roughly from behind.” He chuckled darkly as his eyes suddenly went wide. “Or could he perhaps be… busy?”

The young girl seemed well-informed, but the devious Queen was able to break into her head. “Of course,” The Queen’s sleek crimson nails settled around her the girl’s shoulders. “You feel that energy you’ve been blocking for a long while? That’s because you’re scared you will be uncontrollable when it’s out.” She hoped to use this girl get rid of, each of her enemies in the North Palace. The first was Maya… She would be drowned in the lake by midnight today… “I-I feel it coming!” Trixie let out, demonstrating with her two hands. A powerful wind suddenly gusted the room, with flying curtains. Her curly hair blew powerfully and so did her eyes change color.