Ice Queen's Regret Novels & Stories

I snap. Her body quivers but it's like she is determined to really piss us off. "I really regret not having cut your mother's head off the day she was sold to me. Perhaps then I wouldn't be seeing your beautiful, arrogant faces in my palace." She mutters with an expression of pure disgust. "It must be infuriating to finally see someone stand up to your underserved powers. Are they at all enough to fight these soldiers? I think you managed to bite more than you can chew this time." She says and laughs insanely.

I hated them because they think a woman shouldn't play hockey because everything would go to waste when she get married and started having children—and I hated the fact that they were right, especially that I gave up my career for that my asshole husband. Their eyes raked over me and I didn't miss the way it's lingered far too long on my exposed cleavage. My breasts reacted to them as I felt goosebumps rising on each moulds and my nipples hardened. “Look who we have here?“ Kael sneered, their smirk mirrored each other. “It's the one and only Queen of Ice.“ “Gone for three years,” Kieran added, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. “Now.. she is back for the pre-season and she desperately

Will this cycle of pain and hurt ever end, or will we be doomed to suffer until the end of time? “Do not cry for me, my love.” Ice lifts a hand to wipe the tears from our eyes. “Someone went to great lengths to ensure you did not remember our time together, it is not your fault.” Ice lets out a strained breath, his head moving forward until his forehead is resting against mine. “My Queen will not rest until she has what she wants.”

, I snapped again, boiling and clenching my fist below the table. "I'm here to propose a merger" he reminded with a mild tone and then snapped his fingers. My head throbs, his face, his eyes, everything about him made me mindless. I want to tell him that wasn't his emotional torture enough, wasn't his cruel affection enough? Why does he have to appear when I had lost guard? I straighten my back, trying to let go of the situation that's right in front of me. "I'm canceling the deal" I proclaimed, and he suddenly shrugged his shoulders, then grinned.

He lowered himself further and said, "Anna, will you marry me again? From now on, I'll listen to you about everything. "I'll never let you suffer another grievance." The sight of him standing there, full of regret and desperate for a second chance, struck me as utterly ridiculous. I looked him in the eye and spoke each word clearly. "You and your mother have never cared about right or wrong. You believe whatever you want to believe and refuse to listen to anyone else. "That has nothing to do with Rachel deceiving you. My life is wonderful now. And I don't want unrelated people disrupting it ever again."

I climb into the back of my waiting limousine, my body aching with a beautiful, heavy pain. I look in the vanity mirror. My eyes are the same, but the woman looking back is a stranger. I touch my neck, feeling the ghost pressure of the Guard’s hand. I taste the Priest’s sandalwood on my lips. I feel the Judge’s weight in my bones. The Ice Queen is going back to her palace. But she is leaving her heart on the altar of the sanctum. And I know, as I watch the city fly by, that I will not be waiting for the next gala.

Between laughs, he said, “Where did that wild girl from the other day go?” It was hard, but I swallowed. I have to get out of here. I turned to walk away, but he pulled my arm, forcing me to look at him. “I told you you’d regret it, didn’t I?” Fuck this! I pushed his hand away and drew closer meeting his gaze with fire in my eyes. “The only person who will live the rest of their life in regret would be you if you ever make the mistake of letting me be your queen.” He didn’t seem shocked by my threat, he was more intrigued.

Elsa's eyes suddenly cooled down, "she has tried to harm me several times, and now it's my turn. It's time to payback. Let's pack the shoe up.” Rhode was putting the shoes into a bag. Elsa left the changing room, and Queenie was still waiting for her outside. Elsa saw Queenie and wanted to say something, but she felt her nose started to tickle. She sneezed, covering her nose and mouth. Queenie saw her, and her expression on her face was even more guilty. “Elsa, I am really sorry. I think you are getting a cold, and it's all my fault.” Elsa had nothing but admiration for Queenie. She was a famous actress, and even through Elsa was an infamous actress, Queenie sincerely cared about Elsa's well

I should have let her be hanged or burned the second time, but I hadn't because the practice was barbaric, and for all the pain Tessa caused me, the people needed me at my strongest. "If what, Tessa?" I narrowed my eyes. "I assure you that even if I was to take Isolde as my queen there is a long list of things I regret and that would never be one of them." Tessa opened her mouth. "Quiet." The order rippled and her mouth shut again. She went pale. "Understand this clearly, Tessa: you will never be queen." Her eyes bulged, but her mouth remained shut.

“Why didn’t you fight? You’re a queen after all.” “There’s a limitation of being a queen. We can do horrible things that we never believe we can do… for the name of love.” She paused and looked in the side, averting her gaze at me. “And that’s the regrettable thing I did. The reason why I was punished by burn.” “Your past… will not describe your present. You regretted it and forgiveness is the best way to move on from that.” “My son… I am scared that he might follow the same destiny as mine.”