Mr Queen: The Secret Novels & Stories

’ It read. Signed: Monroe With a little heart beside their last name. I got out of bed and reached for the phone camera I had hidden. The poor thing was out of battery, but I got the film out and grabbed my laptop. I put my earpods on and started playing the video, it was all there, from the moment I came into the room with Mrs Monroe up until the time Elena rode Marcus’s cock while I rode his face. Best fucking ride of my life I might add.

I said, “but we’ll find her.” My Beta jumped to write down everything that I could remember, so we could issue a notice. I would find her. She was my mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. She would be the Luna Queen. The only one.

Mindy sips her tea, though Margot watches me very carefully. “What…what did you do for them?” I whisper. “Everleigh,” Margot says, her voice low with warning. Mindy turns back to me. “And what did you ask in return?” I continue. The witch cocks her brow, studying me. “Magic is banned, Queen.” I smirk. “I can keep a secret.” “Everleigh.” Margot sits straighter. “Can you?” Mindy asks, smirking a little as she leans toward me. “Mother!”

It was a chance of a lifetime, and I wasn't about to let it slip through my fingers. I flicked my blonde hair over my shoulder, twirling a strand around my finger as I stared at Cullen with a coy smile. "I'm ready, it's a deal." I purred, watching as his eyes lit up with excitement. But there was one secret I couldn't bring myself to tell him. The one thing that could ruin everything. The fact that I was already married. But I couldn't let him get in the way of my jackpot. I couldn't let Cullen know the truth, or everything would fall apart.

**COLE LUCAS CONFIRMS SECRET MARRIAGE** **MYSTERY WOMAN IDENTIFIED AS WIFE** **CEO DENIES AFFAIR — CLAIMS WIFE IN PHOTOS** Inside Cole Designs, the building seemed to collectively lose the ability to function normally. Conversations stopped mid-sentence. Phones appeared in hands that had been holding nothing a moment before. People gathered in doorways and beside reception desks and at the edges of conference rooms, watching the same footage on different screens, wearing the same expression — the particular, disoriented expression of people trying to locate the story they'd believed they were following and realizing it had been replaced by something else entirely. Because the scandal they'd

My heart stopped. “Watch where you’re going,” the all-too-familiar voice of Sabrina sneered. Before I could react, she had grabbed my jacket, pulling me close, her eyes narrowing. “There's no need to hide it,” she whispered, her voice dripping with malicious glee. “I know all about your little secret.” Panic gripped me. “Please, Sabrina,” I begged, my voice trembling. “You can’t tell anyone.” A cruel smile spread across her face. “Oh, I won’t. But it’ll cost you. From now on, you’re my little servant. My errand girl. Do as I say, and maybe, just maybe, I won’t spill your precious secret.”

Her voice, hushed and laden with an air of secrecy, carried to my hidden position. "There is no other choice," Mrs. Pierce murmured, her words barely audible over the rustling leaves. "The spell must remain intact, for the sake of the Kingdom, for his own protection." My curiosity piqued, I leaned in closer, my eyes widening in astonishment. The Queen spoke of a spell, a hidden enchantment that held sway over someone I cared deeply for. Weston, her son, was ensnared in the mystical threads of a mysterious magic. What had she done to him? What secret powers had she invoked to ensure the betterment of the Kingdom? Questions raced through my mind, demanding answers that remained elusive.

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

I gave them orders in hushed voices, instructions to reach the Moon Priests, demand access to their sealed archives, and report back only to me. This had to be done in secret. If the council found out… if Victor found out, we were close to uncovering her origin… we’d lose the only advantage we had. Leah. Our Queen. The First Mark. I looked up at the moon through the war room’s high window, and something ancient stirred in my chest. She didn’t even know who she truly was yet. She hated that she didn't know this truth, and I am meant to tell get now but should I?

“Maddie. No. You remember what happened last time with your… brilliant idea and the love potion? I nearly got hanged for that one.” “I know,” Maddie said, uncaringly, with that devilish grin I both loved and feared. “But this is different. A truth serum—get it in the Queen, make her speak, and suddenly everyone sees her for what she is. Every secret she’s hidden… every person she’s destroyed. She can’t hide anymore. We finally get the leverage we need.”