Kinger X Queenie Novels & Stories

replied Kingsley. “Sweetie! Are you okay?” “Yes, Mom!” scoffed Kingsley, but at the same time wiped his tears. “Will you be alright?" “I don’t know, Mom!” “Do this – kidnap her and marry her. She will fall in love with you eventually,” joked Queenie. “I will make her fall in love with you. I will tell you everything about wooing a woman.” “Ha-ha, Mom! wait! I think… I think maybe I have a chance,” said Kingsley, excited.

I threw the door of the warehouse open and everyone inside got up pointing guns at me. "What the fuck?". "Where's MJ?", j asked calmly. Alex followed me, he said he didn't want me going alone and it was too dangerous. But I just think he wants to tag along, and I low-key enjoy his company. "That ain't the important thing, the question is, who are you and how dare you barge into our territory!" one of them barked. I scoffed, Dogs. "I'm the Queen, and you have one of my boys, MJ, I want him released as soon as possible", I stated.

How different this was from Marilla’s grim gargoyles and shadowed halls. At last, we stopped before heavy oak doors. Kian leaned close, kissing me softly before pushing them open. Inside, King Korin sat behind a grand desk, dressed impeccably, his light-brown hair and sharp features echoing Kian’s. Beside him, Queen Annabel—poised in pearls and a Chanel suit—watched me with frosty precision. Kian’s fingers brushed over the mark on my neck, then he spoke with unshakable pride. “Alpha King. Queen Luna. This is my mate, Aminda Bettencourt.”

“Mr. Price, there’s something I need to tell you, but you can’t react too strongly—it might just be a misunderstanding.” Seeing Kin’s hesitance, Damon’s heart tightened. He had known Kin long enough to recognize that his usually calm demeanor was gone, replaced with an unusual nervousness. It seemed like something big was coming. “What is it?” Damon furrowed his brows, giving Kin a displeased look, as if he were ready to strangle him if he said something that might upset him. Kin swallowed hard, then spoke with a resigned tone. “It’s like this… Miss Queen and Xander are staying at the same hotel, but they only booked one room…”

mí padre said. “We have an alliance in place,” I said. “Respectfully, her current last name isn’t as important to me as her future last name.” I took a step forward. “Sir, you know Jasmine’s worth. It’s why you keep her so very well protected.” I brought my right fist to my chest. “I will do the same. With me, she will be my queen.”

Laura opened it, to check the data she had requested before leaving for Italy. "Everything's recorded there, miss. I've written in detail about the Mendricks familly." Laura didn't answer. She immediately checked the data that his bodyguard had given him to check properly. There it is recorded. That Damian Mendrick had two children. One son and one daughter. His son named Alfred Zeroun Mendrick who currently serves as heir to the throne of his father. Meanwhile, her daughter named, Jessica Karyl Mendrick, is a woman of her age who is still studying at the best universities in Italy and their mother is just busy taking care of her husband, who is now lying weak due to the drugs he took when f

She waves her hand up and down my body with a distasteful look. I grind my teeth, "I'm not a hooker." I spit out acidly, quickly losing my patience. "I'm his cousin." Her eyes widen as if a light bulb in her head has suddenly turned on, "Oh, it's a kink!" She shrieks as if we've suddenly become the best of friends, "So, tell me he has a big cock without telling me, he has a big cock!" She leans in close, "Is it armoured or sleeveless?"

Quinn’ Amanda says smiling cunningly as she brings out her hand to shake him. ‘And you are?’ the man asks looking at Amanda carefully. ‘Anna Tucker’ Amanda responds. ‘You’re not Anna tucker, Anna is petite who are you’ Mr. Quinn asks still staring at Anna. ‘Enough of this chit chat’ Angelo says removing his suit jacket. The man stares at Angelo in surprise. ‘Aren’t you Mr. Angelo’ Mr. Quinn asks in surprise. ‘You guessed right man’ Angelo says approaching him. ‘Do you want me to hide you after what you’ve done’ Mr. Quinn asks carefully.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

She was the Omega Queen, and her kingdom was the darkness. Kaelen's presence was a constant, warm hum beneath her skin, a steady anchor in the churning sea of her new reality. It wasn't a conversation, but a silent, unwavering support. She could feel his focus, his grim determination, and it fueled her own. He was moving on a grand scale, a king reclaiming his board. She would be his knife in the dark, his whisper in the crowd.