Mr Queen The Story Novels & Stories

I turned away because the sight nearly destroyed me. Mara’s voice was soft beside me as she spoke, “This is why we fight the application.” I wiped my face quickly. “Yes,” I said. The Iron Queen returned then. She was not cold and not empty. She was not armored against love. This was something else. A queen with flour on her sleeve, nausea in her throat, a child crying in her kitchen, and a man on his knees promising not to leave. A queen who finally understood that the throne was not power.

soon, her daughter walked in along side her maids. "Greetings mother" lady Zara greeted her mother with a bow "Have you heard about the news?" The queen mother asked in anger "What news" lady Zara asked "His lordship brought in a human sex slave" the queen mother said "Oh" lady Zara muttered perfunctorily. "Oh?, Is that what you have to say? His lordship is your mate, you have the right to question him if he is making out with another woman" the queen fired angrily "When has it suddenly become a big deal if his lordship makes out with another woman, he does that all the time, what do you think he uses the human slaves for?" Lady Zara replied, but this only got the her mother pissed.

“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.”

"She d-died when I was five. My nanny....Mrs. Maary, the woman that raised me told me s-stories about her. She was the loveliest of women, that was what Mrs. Marry said." "She also said that my mother really liked helping people and she hates it when slaves are treated badly. Miss Maary said that Queen Auroria is----" His head snapped up. "Queen Auroria was your mother?" She nodded her head. "Yes." Then, she hesitated, "Do you know her?" He rested his head back on her belly. "I've heard of her. Good queen. Didn't know she's the queen that married Cone." That was all he said as he closed his eyes again. She wanted him to tell her what he knows about her mother, but she didn't press.

“I—I don’t think so, sir.” I tilted my head. “Really? Because I think I remember you. Or at least… the sound of your scream.” Her breathing changed. “Funny how people forget their helpers so easily. That’s one of the ugliest things about this world, don’t you think?” She nodded slowly, unsure. “Let me tell you a little story,” I said. “About a girl who was almost raped. But someone intervened.” She smiled faintly, though her hands were trembling. “That guy must be… really great.”

“I was the most disturbed, because he could leave me for anyone else at any time, being a royal Prince, and I sought ways out.” “So, you cheated?” Paenyrah asked, and the Queen shook her head. “I loved Jon, so I never cheated.” She muttered. “What happened then?” Franklin asked. “I was raped.” She said, and my eyeballs widened. Franklin's shoulder became hot all of a sudden, but I kept my hands still. I could feel the anger and sadness he felt. “I was raped by a demon.” She muttered, and my jaw dropped. “What?!” Paenyrah yelled. “How did that happen?”

The older woman is showing her who has the power, and Yuelan, magnanimous, accords her the win. She stays on her knees, her expression devoid of any emotions as she waits to be told to get up. The Queen Mother sips her tea languidly, uncaring of the young woman kneeling before her. She can’t stand the young woman’s boldness, and worse of all, her beauty and youth make her jealous, not that she would ever admit it. Something has reached her ears that makes the young woman before her disgusting to her, and she wishes her son had listened to her when she told him not to marry the girl.

She was in a dark riding habit, her whip tapping rhythmically against her thigh. "Does he have them, Doctor?" Charlotte’s voice was a whip-crack in the quiet. "He does." Daniel patted his pocket. "And I have the diagnosis you requested. The 'Queen' suffers from a corruption of the flesh. A hidden blight. It’s why the womb remains barren." "A blight?" Charlotte walked a slow circle around Noah, her eyes fixed on the gold collar. "How very tragic. The King must be devastated. A corruption like that... it requires a public cleansing, doesn't it?"

When there you will know more; that is, if you will trust yourself to me,' the queen had never before heard an animal speak, and was struck dumb with surprise, however, she was so enchanted at the words of the crab that she smiled sweetly and held out her hand; it was taken, not by the crab, which had stood there only a moment before, but by a little old woman smartlydressed in white and crimson with green ribbons in her gray hair.and, wonderful to say, not a drop of water fell from her clothes.

I'll be back with the second series. There would be another part and I intend to make the title return if the mafia queen... Although it depends on my editor, if she offers me the contract or not 😊, I love you all you remain my family now and forever... I thank you for the love you had showed my book from the beginning until this very moment, it means the most to me , if I made any mistake or errors please do pardon me... I hope you all understand, I'm still learning and acquiring knowledge never ends. I'll try to give you what you want in the next book, she'll be back and ruthless... There will be lots of sex scenes as well so if you do not like it then don't bother about the second part o