Mr Queen: The Secret Novels & Stories

You tell me I'm the only real thing but you're building a fake fertility journey with your wife, you tell me you're working on leaving but you comply with every demand, you tell me to trust you but you keep secrets. I want you to choose me. My voice broke. Not eventually, not when the timing is right, I want you to choose me now instead of trying to orchestrate some perfect exit that might never happen. And if I can't do that right now? Then I can't do this anymore. I can't keep waiting, can't keep being the secret you hide. Robin, please. Don't walk away like this. I've been working through this for months, I've been patient and willing to wait, but I'm tired. I'm tired of being second plac

Removing access logs. Erasing every sign she had ever been there. Until Nothing remained. No entry. No signature. No proof. She stepped back. The panel returned to its default screen. Untouched. Unchanged. Like nothing had happened. But as she turned to leave A faint line of code flickered at the bottom of the system log. Too fast for most to notice. Too subtle to track. A single mark. «Q» Then it vanished. Miles away, inside a secured server within Cross Empire—

I couldn't hold back anymore. I know I should tell her about my past and my shit secret, but right now... I was going for a swim with the most attractive woman I had ever seen... the same one that my heart had a weakness for. I was craving her full pink lips, I wanted to taste her skin again and to smell her hair, while I buried myself in her body.

He says, “I’m Leviticus Adams.” I nod and say, “Riley Ford.” He chuckles as he says, “No, you’re not. Your real name is Rieka Hart, princess of werewolves, the future Luna Queen. That’s who you are, Rieka. You knew I knew your identity yet you still presented yourself as Riley. You’re not Riley, you’re Rieka. The strong, rare, Purple Sapphire Gemstone Wolf, and the Luna Queen that the supernatural world doesn’t know that it’s waiting for.”

I wouldn’t let it happen again. Merryn must have noticed the change in my aura because she quickly got herself situated before she met my gaze. The right side of my mouth twitched into a slight smirk at the determination in her iridescent blue eyes. I could tell that she would one day be a fantastic queen. Deciding just to cut right to the chase, I asked her, “Do you mind if I ask you some questions?” She nodded, letting me know it was okay to continue. “Well, first, I want to know what happened to you. As I mentioned, Vivienne found wolfsbane in your blood and alcohol.”

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

I hope she knows I'd do anything for her. I have a secret. I’m pregnant with my best friend’s baby. One drunken night, one missed birth control, and boom, it’s baby time. I’m thrilled but…Mack is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. He’s celebrated my successes and held me during my trials. His family has become my family. If I'm being honest with myself, I've been in love with him for a long time. But if I tell him I'm having his baby, will it ruin everything?

"B-but, is it fine if I have to do it?" "This is a direct order from me, Glen. No problem. No one will slander you with a bad news. Bring it right away. The lady's room is on the second floor, right in front of the elevator. So, you don't have to look for it anymore. If It's necessary, you just go straight in without needing to knock on her bedroom door because it's quite difficult for her to wake up from her sleep." Glen swallowed his saliva deeply. It seems that this one task is enough to make it difficult for him to carry it out.

Ysabella ultimately decided to go. Everyone in the room could finally exhale a sigh of relief. The previous hour had been so tense that they thought the runway, which was used for the catwalk, would be a catfight arena. They were relieved it did not happen. All of the staff members were relieved that Clarissa was able to maintain her composure and act so gracefully. She was so composed the entire time that she didn't even raise her voice when Ysabella attempted to provoke her. But even before Ysabella left the room, she shouted “Remember this Clarissa – there is only one queen here in BC Models. And definitely, that’s not you. It’s me!”

“But we’ll face it together.” The next day, the office was even louder than before. The news of the upcoming shareholders’ dinner had everyone buzzing, from executives to interns. Marcy was once again the loudest voice in the room. “They say he’s staying at the penthouse in Midtown until the main residence is renovated. Apparently, he’s super private. Doesn’t even like cameras.” “Did anyone see him in person yet?” “No, but I heard he’s got that tall, mysterious, billionaire vibe. You know, the kind of man who could ruin your life and you’d still thank him for it.”