Mr Queen The Story 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.

That’s interesting. "Alright, do you think your queen knows who and what my parents are?" I asked Cassandra as I am really curious about them now. Maybe I can find some information about my father and know what my mother is. But I'm sad to know that she's dead already. And perhaps one of them is a vampire or a witch, if I really am a witch. This information is truly insane. "Yeah, very much. She knows a lot of things. She's the Queen of the Northern Witches. You’ll be glad to meet her, and she’ll be glad to meet you, too." She replied, sounding so excited.

Lifting my hand to my mouth to stifle a sob, I read the first page. “Dearest Queen Elnora, no matter what life throws at you, I am here for you, and you are my Queen. I accept you as a witch and Queen. -Martha,” I read aloud through tears. “Super cool, you are a witch and a Queen. That means you can save us in more than one way. I support you. – Richard,” I laugh.

Gabriel says, “And what would you have me do? The last time she didn’t know what was going on but she still got involved anyway. And she almost died. I’m not letting that happen again” Gabriel bites his lip as he feels frustrated and powerless in the matter. “She is going to be freaked though,” Samuel says, “That’s a given” his brother adds. “It’s better if she gets prepared for what is to come than for her to get killed without even knowing why” Mrs. McQueen says. Mrs Mary McQueen is 5’10ft, she is thin but bold looking. She has strands of grey hair mixed in her brown curly hair.

"My Queen, thank you so much for saving my child and I, but... I'm not who you think I am." "Did I ask if you were a beggar or a slave?" She questioned, lifting her brow at me. I went shut, feeling embarrassed for making that statement. But surprisingly, the Luna smiled. She chuckled and said, sitting next to me where I laid, "Don't look at the fact that I'm a Queen and you're just a commoner. I am not a horrible person that leaves a dying mother and her unborn child at the entrance of my pack to rot away. It's my responsibility as the Queen of Moonwave to see to such problem."

Thorne was probably just mad because I was more popular, than Thorne. I turned over and over trying to find a position that did not hurt. The Queens body ached over the Queens head throbbed with pain and the Queen was pretty sure the Queen was losing the Queens mind. Being the Queen was supposed to be the thing that ever happened to the Queen. The Queen and the Queens family were supposed to live ever after, in their big castle with their perfect little baby.

"I almost wish things were different. That we were meeting under other circumstances. You would have liked me, before Dante destroyed everything." He poured himself another whiskey, raising it in a mock toast. "To Arabelle Moretti-Valerio. The Queen who doesn't know she's playing the wrong side of the board." He drank. "But you will soon enough. And when you do, this whole game changes." Outside his window, the city lights twinkled innocently. Somewhere in that city, Arabelle was probably celebrating her victory. Probably in Dante's arms, feeling safe and loved and powerful. Enjoying the calm before the storm.

He was all sharp angles and predatory grace, his eyes were a set of intelligent amber. We all sat in the huge Hall, the long polished table gleaming under the flickering torchlights. I sat opposite Kaelen, my gaze fixed on my food while Dren occupied the head of the table, a king in his own right despite his limitations. Dren and Kaelen were deep in conversation, their voices a low rumble of politics and trade, Lira shifted in me when Kaelen's gaze suddenly landed on me. "Luna Queen Zeva," Kaelen said, his voice a low resonant baritone that vibrated in the cavernous space, making me look up.

"Lilibeth, stop making Hank angry. He normally treats you so well and buys you clothes and purses. Just take my place in the shark tank this once and treat this as paying him back. Besides, you scrub and mop the deck all day, so you must have some very steady footing. There's no way you'll slip." The trust-fund kids around us also joined in and started to make a scene. "Yeah, that's right! Why is a cleaner acting so proud?" "Get down there already. Don't ruin the show for all of us!" I looked at all the well-dressed fools around me as I scoffed. If this were a year ago, I would have tied up every one of them and hung them from the mast to let them taste the sea breeze. My name was Lilibeth B

Wait, a second…Aiden was the mole in our familia and our boss seek help on Lilium Familia since they were good on security…Lium, be honest with me, are you telling me that you’re married to the cold queen of torment? “Wow, I didn’t know that my wife had that kind of title, I thought she was just called the queen.” he chuckled at what he learned from his friend about his wife. ‘HAHAHA! Every boss in the mafia called her Queen or the Torment Queen but to us, we called her the cold Queen of Torment. She could torment you even with just her piercing cold gaze.’ “You saw it already?” he wondered as he didn’t realize that there was already somebody - someone was already listening to their conversa