Jolene The Plunder Queen Novels & Stories

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

She wouldn’t lash out like some jealous schoolgirl; no, she would be strategic, calculating. She would make sure that when the dust settled, she was the one still standing, and that woman, Jolene, or whatever her name was, would be nothing but a forgotten footnote. “You are right,” Queen said, her voice steady and cold. Bianca smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes. “That is the Queen I know. Let’s show them all.” Queen nodded, already formulating a plan in her mind. She would turn this situation around, use it to her advantage. This was her game, and she was determined to win it. No matter the cost.

“Next you’ll say you’re communing with the spirits of sweaty warriors past.” I placed a dramatic hand over my heart. “You mock me, but I’m manifesting. One day, I’ll live in a castle with silken sheets and gold floors that clean themselves. There’ll be no mopping. Just gowns. And my prince charming will bring me breakfast in bed.” “Selene,” Liora deadpanned, “you’re an omega in Moonbane Pack, not a Disney princess.” “Yet,” I said, wagging my mop handle at her. “Y-e-t.”

There had been a few of the men that I was getting close to but after Damion shot one of them for trying to take me out all of them stayed away. "Oh you know me Rose. I have to make his life just as miserable as mine." She pushed me a cup of coffee and smirked at me. She was in her late fifties and had been with the family for thirty years now. So she had watched us grow up into the force we are now.

The little bit of courage that I got while holding Waldo's hand. A number of men greeted me, led by the king and queen of the Santiago empire. Mama poses in a white dress while her neck and hands are decorated with gold jewelry. He looked at me with sharp eyes. It was so sharp that I almost fell back. But that is not the reason for the fear I feel. Not the blade of his gaze. Nor are there many of them. But some guns are pointed in our direction now. "I can't give you much choice in this bargain, daughter," he promised slowly.

Finn I grunt as I lift one of the last crates of supplies off the back of the cart at the edge of Tarrin. Something inside shifts heavily against my chest. “I would offer to help,” the driver says, “but there’s a reason I only do the smuggling.” She raises her arms, displaying how thin they are. I shake my head as I struggle a few steps forward. “You have a princess’s arms, if nothing else.” Princess Joli Som, last in line for the throne of Lightning Cape, laughs and throws a few locks of her pinned, dark brown hair over her shoulder. “Most people don’t risk talking to me that way.”

Jolene and her pack sneak up on the guards at each of their posts and kill them quickly to avoid them alerting anyone. They were sneaking into the pack so Oliver would not be alerted. By the time they had reached the training grounds, most of the rogues had been killed. Oliver heard the commotion and came to check what was going on, when he saw Jolene standing alone, he laughed. He thought she was just some stupid girl who tried to be brave, he would show her the error of her ways.

Jolene said. "I sent the money to your account….. thank you, Jolene," Rose said and Jolene unlocked her phone. A wide smile appeared on her lips. "Wow….you added extra money?" "Yes…..just take that as a welcoming gift to my world." She said. "Of course…..." Jolene was indeed a little witch in a mermaid's clothes. Unknown to Rose, this little witch had a plan, Rose didn't know Jolene wanted to be Leon's woman too.

My girlfriend was a chess prodigy while I had trouble playing checkers, but she always let me win. When others questioned if I deserved her, she would tell them with unshakeable conviction, "I'd rather lose everything than lose him." Later on, she joined the national team while I stayed in a local college. Despite being apart for four years, we were always on video calls, and I'd travel over to visit whenever I had a break, even if it meant watching her from a distance through the training camp fences. We never thought we'd drift apart until one competition, where she blundered across seven rounds because she was playing a certain handsome youth. I knew right then that it was over betwe

And the way she was drawn, proud, powerful, dangerous made Kael howl with approval and rage in equal measure. “That's our mate. OURS. Look what they made her become.” "This female has been spotted in three different territories over the past months," Thorne continued, oblivious to the war raging inside me. "Always with rogues. Always moving and always leaving a trail of whispers about a Silver Queen rising in the shadows." A Silver Queen. The title sent ice through my veins.