Novel & Cerita Is Bridget The Queen Of Hearts

Kaydence POV... Heth and I made it to the library just as Heather was walking in. Her eyes scanned Heth and then she smiled. She took my arm and we walked inside. "So what's the deal with tall, dark and handsome anyway? Is he single?" I laughed. "Girl he is all yours as long as you keep him occupied so I can get closer with Christian." She looked back at Heth who was following behind us and then looked back at me.

Who knows what happens next? After all, the Vire Queen had always been pretty unreadable and unconventional. She is a strong and powerful witch. And she can make any man beg on his knees just to avoid her wrath and anger. Apart from that, she also possesses that perpetual beauty that will never make her age and really give her a quality to remain a Queen for the powerful kingdom. But getting married with the young prince, what would that even give them?

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

She looks at me, "You used to visit sometimes, don't you remember?" I shake my head, "If I did, I wouldn't be asking questions." "I was the Queen's maid and Henry's nanny." My jaw drops and that's when the memories come flooding back, the gifts, the trips to the castle and the little brunette boy, which used to chase me around the castle and play hide and look with, it's Henry. "You remember now?" I nod, "Yes." Henry walks into the living room and tells Nana that the car is waiting outside, she kisses his cheek goodbye and gives Henry a hug and leaves. The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous.

My breath is taken from me as I watch Bella, the woman I rejected six years ago, walk past me after being crowned Queen. I could not take my eyes off of her through the ceremony. Not when the doors open, and that scent of moon flowers that I could never forget came wafting in. Not when she first walked past me, looking ahead at the dais where King Jonathan stood, ready to help crown her Queen. Not when she turned to face us with the crown on her head as the King proclaimed her as Alpha Queen Isabella Nightlock, ruler of wolves.

he said. "What do you expect when you don't treat me like a queen, I will fight for what's rightfully mine as any queen should," I answered, he turned then walked away. "You could have slapped that disrespectful concubine a thousand times," Bridget whispered softly. She was right, Grace deserved to be hit by me more than once, I hated her high and mighty attitude, she was allowed to spread her legs open for him, but when we got outside, I was his woman and the chosen queen, she was suppose to know her place and learn who serves and who rules.

Lauren stepped forward to see what awaited her, but there was no writing or anything else, just Karila's coat of arms on the card sternly warning that it was a gift from the princess. The historian did not stop to pull the protection of the dress and was amazed with the magnitude of what shone for her. surreal. For a whole night, expectations would hover around Karila's arrival, every little aspect was around the princess of Egypt, everyone was waiting for her to arrive, others weren't... it was clear that there would always be that rotten apple that wanted the opposite, other apples wanted even too much that she was there, as was Ursel. Not about going against the obvious, not even about go

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

"Get settled in your seat Maleficus, and I want you to look back on the face of my sons fated mate. You told me before that Brad will find his fated mate first and that he would inherit the crown from me. But now that mate, who's name is Emma Bates has become involved with my other son Nick! And not only that, come on now son! Tell him how you feel about Emma." Maleficus eyes widened. I seems that he did not saw this day coming. And I thought the great wizard knows everything before it will even happen. "I clearly saw the crown being placed on Brad's head, your majesty. It was as vivid as the sun is shining today, however, I have to look back into the part where he fall in love with his fate

“We break them…Thane and Tyla… Piece by piece…Once they’re divided, the rest will follow… The pack is already uneasy with all that’s been going on so we just push it a little more.” “And then what?” Emmy asked. “We rise.” Bridget said with a low voice. “We take our place as Alpha and Luna..We’ve always been behind them, always second. But not anymore… Not after this.” “And the child?” “She’s not important…She just has to keep playing her part… She thinks she’s doing it to help me…Poor thing actually believes I’m her aunt.” Bridget said with a smile. “You lied to her too?” Emmy raised an eyebrow.