Mr Queen Novels & Stories

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

But there were two different territories, occupied by two different queens in London. The one who ruled Buckingham palace was Queen Elizabeth the second while the queen who ruled the town, Merton, was given the name Queen Red Bee because of the way her dances attracted a whole lot of crowd from men to ladies and even the young children, both blacks and whites. She was a hive to be watched and I think all that chanting was really beginning to get into her head. But she had no idea that the real Melina Sparks, a.k.a the Show Stealer, would beat her ass upside down but I just wanna stay focus on my school and let dancing be.

Rolling my eyes, I side eyed her as I replied, feeling frustrated with her, “I know that! I mean, if he can work, I can also hold a partial private business.” This time Mira looked more sad than gleeful, “No you can’t, the misogyny at its best I guess, but the Queen isn’t allowed to work. She needs to be all about social service and tea parties.” I wince and bite my lip, clearly feeling at the loss of words. Before I could think of something, Mira turned her face while muttering, “Let’s just go back on the match. It’s Aaron’s. He will kill me if he found I made you miss his over the top kicking skills.”

queen's eyes filled with tears suddenly once again srinithi called her as your highness queen asked "can't you feel me as your mother or you don't like me" srinithi said "nah nahh I really feel you like my mom" queen asked "then" srinithi said "I can't call you your highness or mam or aunt because you're so cute to be called as aunt" queen chuckled to srinithi's cute words queen said "call me mom then" even queen don't know why she asked srinithi to call like that srinithi thought for a second and asked "is it okay for me to call you like that" queen nodded her head

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

/ˈtidlˌāt/ stimulate or excite (someone), especially in a sexual way. Alessandro She looks exceptional in that fucking dress. A head-turner, every step she does with her head held high, tells a story to people she holds the power. Every characteristic a queen needs in her vocabulary and she exemplary perform it with ease. The crowd gawked at her.

Alpha Trent was the one to step forward this time. “Stupid question get’s stupid answer. Tread carefully Alpha.” I said. “When you win then you will automatically become the Queen. I guess I’m just curious as to what you have planned for afterwards?” He shrugged. “Let’s just get threw this fight first shall we. The king might just kill me and then you’re question is then invalid.” I said. Damn that’s the second time I’ve been asked that. You’d think I would’ve thought about it by now.

Alone in a dark bedroom with neon lights glowing in the background, a single lady who had just broken up with her boyfriend stared at her screen. London Webb was a boring florist by day. However, after the boom of the internet era, she slowly gained popularity on the internet, going by the name of Queenie. Initially, she only posted pictures of herself with flowers at work, showing their beautiful arrangements. However, things took a different direction when her boobs garnered more attention than her blooms.

“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.”

I did not like it one bit, feeling like a subject than a queen. I swallowed, looking at the other couple that looked just so perfect. “ Queen Flavia, is it?” The werewolf queen asked and I still could not get past her beauty, my God, her voice, amazing. She was powerful, I could just tell it. I was a sucker for successful and powerful women. “ Yes…uhm, your majesty?” I did not know if to call her that, turning to Dante who nod his head, having me to smile. “ Yes your majesty.” I answered firmly. My confidence was always on the high, my head held high.