La Reine Margot Novel Novels & Stories

The sleeping beauty is finally out of her tower. She ignored everyone and skipped toward me with a bright smile. She hugged me tight, reminding me of Eliane's words. Her hugs were indeed like an energy booster. I couldn't help the smile that crept into my face. I wasn't alone anymore. She kissed my cheek, winking before sauntering toward Luca, just in time to be introduced. I dared to look back at our royalty just in time to see the king help his mate to one of the chairs. Soon, my mind was bombarded with hundreds of questions, giving me a headache.

Nodding as if she could see me, I added, "Yes, and what's more, he also arrested his mother after he heard us fighting and that she free Margot from prison." "Okay, now that's something." "It is, isn't it? And he...kissed me..." Hearing my words, her voice became full of alarm, "Oh, no, no, no. Not again, darling." "What?" "You're not getting moved by him again, are you?" she asked which made my heart beat skip a beat for a second. "No, of course not. And why–" I immediately retorted. "Get your facts right, Della. Margot did an unforgivable sin! She should have been arrested and executed after what she did… not merely being imprisoned."

While they waited for the food, they began to talk. "So, I must ask, I want to know the backstory with Pierre. Everyone seems to stay clear of him.” "Okay, it's a bit of a sad story, actually. When I was ten, I, Alana, Corbin, and Ranger all went out. It was just the four of us. It was like two weeks before Alana was supposed to marry Prince Antonio. We had gone into this little shop and Corbin pissed someone off. He ended up getting into a fight, killing the other guy. He ran back out to our carriage and Ranger followed him. They started yelling and the police officers came, so Alana went out to try and soothe the matter. She told me to stay in the store, so I did. I watched as she calmed e

And when she has her nightmares about him forcing himself on her, I can feel her pain as sharply as she does. I bend over in the shower and wretch as the emotions and images in my mind take over. I have no idea how Margot suffered through such torment. I have no idea how she suffered with that man forcing himself on her day after day, knowing that she made sure she’d never give him a pup. She willingly accepted his rough treatment of her, silently plotting against him, and then she suffered even more when she didn’t get pregnant by being thrown into the darkness. If things hadn’t changed for her, I have no doubt that Margot would have eventually succumbed to the call of death, just like Dian

And then, a sharp voice called out, slicing through the silence. “Well, well. If it isn’t Eleanora Sinclair.” I turned sharply, my breath catching as Margot Morettidescended the grand staircase. She moved with the ease of a queen surveying her court, her tailored black dress hugging her frame like armor. Her dark eyes gleamed with amusement, and her lips curled into a smile that sent a chill down my spine. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice like silk over steel. “You know why I’m here,” I said, forcing my voice to remain steady despite the tremor in my hands. “Leave my family alone, Margot. Whatever game you’re playing, it ends now.”

Marguerite said, her voice sounding clearly through the external speakers of her helmet. “But she forgot that I was the one who helped her create the encryption codes in the first place. And now, I have come to take back what rightfully belongs to the de Montfort family.” Mavric found himself trapped beneath heavy piles of rubble, struggling desperately to free himself so he could reach Liora’s side. Meanwhile, Liora stood completely alone, facing the woman who had destroyed her mother’s life decades ago. “It is time to come home to Paris, Liora,” Marguerite said with a cold, triumphant smile. END OF CHAPTER 140.

“What are you talking about?” She slid the folder toward me. “There were other women,” she said. “But one in particular. Her name was Rachel. She came to me the year before you married him. Told me she was pregnant. Told me Andrew… wasn’t kind.” My stomach twisted. “I paid her to stay quiet,” Margot continued. “I didn’t believe her. Or maybe I did. But I didn’t want the world to know.” She looked up. “And that’s my sin.”