Mrs. lu's the jinx queen Novels & Stories

“Is there anything we can do for you?” I forced a small smile, shaking my head. “Thank you, but I am fine. Just needed a bit of fresh air.” The woman nodded, giving me a warm smile before returning to her tasks. I watched her go, my mind racing with thoughts of Tariq and his plans. I was supposed to be this pack’s queen, their Luna. But in reality, I was just a pawn in Tariq’s game. The thought made me feel sick. Another pack member approached, bowing slightly as he greeted me. “Good morning, Queen Leah,” he said, his tone reverent. The words made me feel uneasy.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

Lu Jingzhe was soo shocked at the sudden power, she used that he couldn't even hold himself together when Qingxi forces a kiss on him. Her hand movements, her grip was so swift like a trained fighter. Releasing his from her grip, she looked at him straight in the eyes with an unexplainable emotion. "You didn't win Mr. Lu the game has just begun." She said before wiping her lips and going out of the room. As soon as Qingxi got out, she immediately rushed towards the emergency exit. 'Qingxi!! Oh my god!! What was that all about? Did you just try a kiss on Mr. Lu? Your boss? Your biggest investor in the movie? The father of Lu Jing? You stupid, stupid girl.' She said to herself slapping her fac

Marquise’s manner seemed equally classy as Luka did. “I am waiting for you, Luka.” She leaned her folded arm on the cushion’s arm and put the other folded arm on her lap. There was a tiny but sparkling brightly diamond ring on her right finger. Her necklace was adorned with a white golden with some diamonds. She was the owner of that place and people knew her as The Queen in the entertainment business, mostly the nightclub entertainment business in that country and its bordered lines. Luka threw her pathetic body on the cushion next to the woman’s seat. The room was tranquil while the corridor that Luka was passing through to get to the room was a night pub and bar.

Lulu replied, "I'm fine." Zachary nodded. "Right, and this is Mrs. Kingsley." Lulu smiled and nodded at the woman. "Hello." "This is my wife," Zachary then introduced in turn. Mrs. Kingsley promptly greeted her respectfully. "Good morning, ma'am." Lule was not used to the title but nodded politely and did not deny it. Zachary then put an arm around her and took her back to his room. "Why didn't you wake me up?" Lulu asked.

“Why do you say that?” Linhua thinks back to the Queen’s reaction when she saw the blonde’s face, and shakes her head. As if her trouble thoughts are making her thirty, she lifts the cup and drowns the rest of the drink inside. “The Queen is obsessed with her,” she says a little too loudly. The door opens just as the words leaves her mouth, and Linhua flies to her feet, while choking on her spit. She stares wide-eyed at the Queen who just emerged from the inner chamber.

I know at once it's something worse than I can ever imagine, I stand slowly holding my side and dolasci g just the right amount of pressure as I walk away from the Crowd my eyes lingering a bit on fragile and number three who seems to have a smirk on her face. Whatever this is, it can't be good… I know it… I can feel it.. "Hey junkie" the lady imran calls, I ignore her at first but then who knows what she might have to tell me. "Yeah?" I answer, a few seconds late. "No one's asking you to be cute or nice and no one is asking you to be nasty either, just remain calm and stay cool okay?. Lots of shits happen right here, one minute your love and find the next you are dead and fine just okay hy

He was one of its main attractions. Mia found herself walking slightly behind him. Like an afterthought. Like someone who didn't truly belong in his world. The realization stung more than she expected. Jason noticed. Without saying anything, he slowed his pace. Then unexpectedly offered his arm. "Stay close." Mia looked up in surprise. For a second, she wasn't sure she had heard him correctly. Then she carefully accepted. Immediately, whispers spread across the room. Mrs. Lu. President Lu's wife. The mysterious woman everyone had been discussing.

“I had help this time, though.” Merryn looked up, searching the room before her eyes landed on Vivienne, who gripped the flameflower tightly in her hands and scanned the room, ensuring the danger was gone. Sensing the pairs of eyes on her, Vivi looked up and beamed at Merryn, flicking her lilac hair over her shoulders. “Oh, hey..” she chuckled, standing up straight. “Are you okay, Luna Queen?” Vivi asked, walking over to Merryn and me. Before she could answer Vivienne, I spoke up first. “Her body feels cold, like an icicle.” Then I told Vivienne in the mind link, ^This cannot be typical. Something must be wrong with her.^

My name was Roxy Monroe, and I was the campus belle at the art school. Before graduation, I needed to find an internship. I landed a position at a public institution where I just had to deliver supplies every day. I thought it'd be a very easy job, and since it was a government position with good pay, I agreed without hesitation. Only when I got there did I realize they were sending me to deliver contraceptives to the slum. These people were all simple-minded but well-endowed poor folks.