Novel & Cerita Jolene The Plunder Queen

The guards led her away, and I was left alone with Jolene and three sleeping children who would live to see tomorrow. "She told me something while we were working," Jolene said quietly. "About what else she heard during her time with Annalise." "What?" "The witch isn't working alone. She has allies, powerful ones, in at least three other packs." Jolene's expression was grim. "The kidnappings were a test run. Annalise was learning, practicing, and perfecting her rituals. But her real target? She's planning something much bigger." My blood ran cold. "How much bigger?"

Liam let out a sigh as he continued “She will only agree to marry me if I get her this ring, so I am trying to find any information I can get on it so I at least have a hint on where to start this search.” Louis and Rayan stared at Liam as if he had just announced he planned to wrestle a god barehanded. “You’re kidding…” Rayan said slowly, blinking “She wants what now?” “Queen Zenobia and Prince Richard’s rings?” Louis echoed, leaning back in his chair with an incredulous laugh “Queen Zenobia died centuries ago! And according to what we were told everything then was destroyed in the war and the remaining people had to build everything from the scratch, how can these small pieces of jewellery

Despite believing my wardrobe was complete, I was swayed and joined him. After spending the afternoon shopping, both of us had our hands full of loot. Since Jethro wanted to buy me clothes, I vowed to spend lavishly until it pained him to never suggest buying clothes for me again. However, regardless of how much I spent or how expensive the items were, he didn't bat an eyelid. He simply swiped his card and walked away. I had forgotten how wealthy this man was. A few expensive outfits weren’t enough to dent his finances. As we left another boutique, I spotted Jolene in the distance. She was alone, wandering aimlessly. I was inclined to pass her by, but unexpectedly, she stumbled to the roadsi

Jolene The name hit me like ice water. Jolene I froze mid-step, the air suddenly too thick to breathe. Jolene Falls. The girl who was never meant to be my mate. The one I’d rejected without a backward glance all those years ago. My chest tightened painfully. Jessica,my little sister,couldn’t stop talking about how happy she was to have her best friend back. Mad at first, sure, but they were working through it. And Aurora? She wouldn’t shut up about ‘Miss Falls this’ and ‘Miss Falls that.’ The clay wolves, the stories at circle time, how she helped with the dress tonight.

I replied looking as guilty as possible, until I looked at the King directly before we both started to laugh at our little running joke between us. Out of the corner of my eye I see the Queen rolling her eyes at us both whilst we laughed some more at her reaction, “are you two ever going to over this joke?” She says in an annoyed but slightly amused tone, both me and the King shook our heads in unison replied “nope”. She then walked up to me so gracefully like she was floating on the ground and not just walking pulling me into a hug before letting me go to sit down on the sofa next to her and the King. ‘She is stunning’ I thought to myself as I looked in the direction of where both are sitti

Ralph looked amused and, for the first time since that morning, I started to feel as if things were back to normal. “It seems he does.” I winked. Ralph and I had an entire squad of spies placed all throughout the old king’s kingdom. They were gathering intel while Ralph and I planned our final attack. I wanted the old king. I wanted him dead, and I didn’t care about the consequences. Once I killed him, I would be queen of both packs and if his people didn’t want to pledge loyalty to me, I would kill them as well. I was done being nice. The old man thought he could show me off like a damn show pony and that everything would be okay.

"Of course my Lord! And will you need hot meals and entertainment? I will provide all that I am able to ensure your comfort." "A meal would be nice. I happened upon this mountain lion on my way here and I believe it would be well served roasted and shared among your people." Jesu noticed the lion and nodded, whistling loudly. A moment later, a girl came out of one of the houses. She had light brown hair with golden highlights, cream white skin and a delicate face. Her eyes were blue with hazel flecks, and her lips had a natural pink tint to them. Her face appeared flushed, as if she had been working hard or running, giving her cheeks a rosy glow. Liam stared at her for a moment, and then loo

Grabbing a pair of her combat apparel, she went for a bath at a nearby underground spring and found the other assassins who were either covered in dirt or blood. “The queen came! Hah! I won the bet!” Secora exclaimed and raised her fists up in the air. “Imma have five gold coins from you.” “Tsk. I thought the king would surely delay her a day or two,” Cataleena mumbled as she tied her red hair in a bun before dipping into the water. Emery started to undress as well. Shaking her head, she stated, “I cannot believe that while I fought my way back here, you would be making bets like this is gambling.”

Aurelia stood in front of the men and pointed to the cocoons, "We have time, maybe we should make this place a little more hospitable. Find a container and gather up anything of value, we may need them to buy silence from the common folk." Redford laughed, "The princess finally shows her true colors. She is a thief in the clothes of royalty." "Yes, and she's better at it than you are," Mshindi added with a grin. Redford scowled, and Zinjo laughed, "She will be the greatest queen of Shadowfen." The moment the words left Zinjo's lips, Aurelia wondered if she even wanted to be queen anymore. She kept the thought to herself until she could talk about it with Zinjo privately. The decision affecte

The war came faster than blood dries. By the third dawn after the blood moon feast, the eastern horizon bristled with torches. Queen Isolde Valcour—mother to the dead princess, widow of a hundred battles—had not waited for confirmation. She had felt the bond sever, felt her daughter’s soul ripped from flesh, and she had answered with steel and starvation.