Mr Queen The Story Novels & Stories

Without waitin' for a response, I grab Krystie’s hand, pullin' her with me into the kitchen, the chaos of the room fadin' behind us. As we step into the kitchen, my mind already flickers to the sandwich I never finished. “Now, where was I?” I mutter to myself, grinning like a madman, ignorin' the blood still staining my hands. Food always tastes better after a little bloodshed. So, Queenie is pregnant. It explains why King keeps arguin' with 'er to get 'er ass back home to the club and stop followin' him. He's right to do that, it's safer there. Continuation Request

Hearing my response, Ethan nodded eagerly. Then mysteriously announced: "Cassie lost the baby!" He said this without the slightest hint of sadness. My pen suddenly stopped moving. Then, calmly, I asked him: "How did she lose it?" Seeing my expression, Ethan's eyes shifted, his voice growing quieter. "She had an abortion." Unable to control my anger, I questioned him loudly: "Did you make her do it?!" At these words, Ethan fell silent. In that moment, I erupted in fury. "Ethan, are you even worthy of being an Alpha?"

The queen started nervously but still tried to act tough. “I knew you'd do this the moment I turned my back,”Kraven said, followed by a heavy sigh. “Mother, this isn't how a queen should act. What would our people think when they find out about this?” Kraven walked up to me and held out his hand. “Stand up, Elowen. It's okay. I'm here to save you.” “My prince!”The queen exclaimed loudly, her voice echoing around the cell. She released her pheromones and the whole cell was surrounded by darkness and heavy feeling in a second, but then Kraven's eyes flashed and he engulfed her power in a second, making the queen's eyes widen and she lost her balance.

she replied, and I agreed. “That’s true, Auntie. Do you know that people here have two attitudes? They are kind and have wonderful personalities. It depends on where you are, but because good and bad are different in our world, I think you’d prefer to live here than in Witch Land,” I told her. “How’s it going there that hasn’t gotten into trouble yet?” I said, and when she finished cooking, she sat down and gazed at me with both hands on the table. “Actually, it was rather wonderful back then; I simply don’t understand where the Queen found her second spouse,” she explained. “Meraya is now the new queen, and everything has been screwed up since the crown was placed on her,” she said, which m

Queen Sabrina said, looking at my face. “If this is my land, then I should have a right to state my wish and get it fulfilled whether I want to stay here or not. When that is not possible, then how can I be part of this land, Queen Sabrina?” I questioned and Colton gulped hearing my words. But to both of our utter shock both King and Queen chuckled before climbing down from the thrones and walked near us. “Now I will believe your words that she is the one who executed that Ramsey.” Queen said smiling at me and the King.

She was in a compromising position, leaving nothing to the imagination. Worse still, the media people recognized her and began snapping pictures. Rose was writing in pleasure, unaware of the calamity at the door. Unable to bear the sensations anymore, she loudly moaned and exclaimed, “Ah! Romeo! What’s taking you so long? Come here this instant, you big bastard.” Her moans and words were enough to convince everyone of what was going on. Rose’s scream brought Romeo out of his trance. He moved to close the door, but it was too late as the media vultures had moved inside and captured their prey.

Like a dog, she thought to herself but when Hegi pulled the chair out and she made to sit until a sharp voice from the door halted her. "You will not sully the queen's seat with your filthiness." All eyes in the hall turned to the presence at the door. Mare remembered her from the painting she had stopped to stare at on the day of the Dragon's birth celebration, the day when her troubles truly began. It was the princess of Arlankis and her golden hair, much like the prince's was pulled back. Hers was twisted into a series of complicated braids, short tendrils of unruly hair framed a perfectly boned face. Her eyes, like the rest of the family, were an icy blue that spoke volumes of her hatred

I'm gonna reject her, maybe I don't need a queen right now. I can still look around some more. "One moment Dj" the cheery voice of the winning girl stops the overexcited man on the mic. Why is he excited anyway? He is pissing me off. He calms down and hands the mic to the girl who isn't near my type. "I won fair and square" she brags raising her hands in victory," And as all of you know, there can only be one queen in a kingdom" Jessica smirks eying the girl who doesn't spare her a glance.

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.

Seeing her levitating without spelling first was far too exhilarating. Meanwhile in the kitchen, the people bustled and talked among themselves. “Mama, who is that Raven anyway?” “Shhh, child, they’ll hear you!” “It’s fine Celeste, it’s an innocent question and there’s no harm in saying so,” Ruby chirped. She turned to Emiline and told her, “Our Queen ran away with their daughter long ago, before any of us were born. When our great grandparents were but babes. Now, she’s all grown and powerful. The Queen has returned and brought her as well. Elder Lord is quite pleased and so are we. Because if he’s happy, we have less to fear here.” “Quiet Ruby. You’re gonna scare her. Back to the laundry,